Pleased to announce that "I shall be free . . ." was accepted into the juried exhibit, "On the Move" at the South County Art Association. Exhibit dates: October 20 - November 12 Please join us for the opening reception on Thursday Oct 20 at 7:00 pm~
So sweet to Seyd as only grace Which did not slumber like a stone, But hovered gleaming and was gone. Beauty chased he everywhere, In flame, in storm, in clouds of air. He smote the lake to feed his eye With the beryl beam of the broken wave; He flung in pebbles well to hear The moment's music which they gave. Oft pealed for him a lofty tone From nodding pole and belting zone. He heard a voice none else could hear From centred and from errant sphere. The quaking earth did quake in rhyme, Seas ebbed and flowed in epic chime. In dens of passion, and pits of woe, He saw strong Eros struggling through, To sun the dark and solve the curse, And beam to the bounds of the universe. While thus to love he gave his days In loyal worship, scorning praise, How spread their lures for him in vain Thieving Ambition and paltering Gain! He thought it happier to be dead, To die for Beauty, than live for bread.
"We must always take risks. That is our destiny. If we all were judged according to the consequences of all our words and deeds, beyond the intention and beyond our limited understanding of ourselves and others, we should all be condemned. Only by acceptance of the past will you alter its meaning. Every moment is a fresh beginning . . ."
“If we can just let go and trust that things will work out they way they're supposed to, without trying to control the outcome, then we can begin to enjoy the moment more fully. The joy of the freedom it brings becomes more pleasurable than the experience itself.”
"Made to feel the way that every child should Sit and listen - sit and listen Went to school and I was very nervous No one knew me - no one knew me Hello teacher tell me what's my lesson Look right through me - look right through me . . ."
(This photograph was taken in County Clare, Ireland at the Willbrook School, now abandoned).
"Sitting there, alone in a foreign country, far from my job and everyone I know, a feeling came over me. It was like remembering something I’d never known before or had always been waiting for, but I didn’t know what. Maybe it was something I’d forgotten or something I’ve been missing all my life. All I can say is that I felt, at the same time, joy and sadness. But not too much sadness, because I felt alive. Yes, alive. That was the moment I fell in love with Paris. And I felt Paris fall in love with me."