Author: elizabeth


Something new Fresh and on fire.

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Changes …

As the seasons changed and the cold frigid winter passed spring brought about not only sunshine and sprouts of new life and new friendships. Where chaos and strife were left behind a peaceful calm happiness can subside.  


we are all creators. we are all artists. we are all the same. the difference is the choices we make. of course perception comes in to play here but i’ll leave that alone for now. the choices we make –


water of life sands of time step on that journey bestow all begin together you haunt my morning and into night quietly unto my mind go my conscience existence reverberating intentions in this world glimpse me wandering wonder of life

rib knit scarf

it’s the project of the moment. it’s proving to be frustrating in the fact that it’s time consuming more than difficult. it’s going to total about 60 inches when fully knit which meant close to 300 stitches when cast on.

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the leverage of space

i pulled out my sketch pad and began work on zeeee monsterz and low and behold i don’t just doodle in my lined notebooks but also write in the unlined sketchbooks and found this from 2005. calmness abiding we seek


incomprehensible brevity lessens not the sting of the verbalization a breach sun shines willows weep you tear sunsets wider deeper heavier stronger rain drop on the brow of human convention unified and bound forward and agreed i want it all

Birthday Suit

I was born today November 1st, on a Tuesday in a busy Bermudian hospital at 3:26 pm, 3 weeks premature. My mother was 18, my father 20; overseas in the Navy, hence the locale of my birth. And today, with

for arts sake

warm and pouty salty and wet and naked grinding for you swaying hip to hip don’t you know that it’s for you? i want you to make me sweat the sun is coming up and the stars will vanish where


give love after a storm imagine sleep you in rain shiver only loud water beneath incubate gently we rise and fall again