Art

March 2017 It’s the art from the heart that leaves the mark.    In Michigan the winter months are long which gives me time to be creative and just create while being stuck inside. The clouds part more now everyday letting the sun peek through little by little to drive off the damp chill. It’s like there is a battle in the sky this time of year as old man frost fights to keep his hold. Unwillingly he let’s go.Read more

Wander

Here’s to the souls that yearn for movement and to the girls that dance to the beat of their own tune. Stretching their voices to be heard by their songs, by their touch and by their hearts which speak the language of movement.To the girls that wander to see, hear and feel the poetry in everything. To the magnificence of the oceans blue to the tall dance of sea grass as it whispers in the wind. Hold your freedom inRead more

This Man

September 2016 I said the eyes are the window to the soul. He said baby, come get freaky with me. Be free baby and set your heart free with me he whispered to my soul. Let me be your first come get your freak on with me. Just be free baby, be free.  Read more