Scribbled Canvas

There is a relief in having your smallness laid out before you.

Walls will find us in this life walls and fences and so many reasons to give up, give in. It is up to us, and only us, to climb them, to cling to them like ...

I visit her often my mother of nearly 100 years who sits in timeless pause, absent of her surroundings. Dust accumulated furniture with permanent stain and ...

Days, moments, years… clock movements interrupted or oiled by people, events, choices, and the inner voice that speaks my name and my knowing. Moul...

To those I love that struggle with the crippling disease that wraps life in darkness, blinding and pushing away all the signs of love, hope, and the light th...

It is not the pulse of oars shattering surface, dragging deep into water causing all that is still to stir. It is not the slide that brings you forward and b...