Archive for December, 2011

Holly Days


S C A T T E R  J O Y

Wishing a Luminous 2012…The World Over.

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“…and then, I have nature and art and poetry, and if that is not enough, what is enough?” 

Vincent van Gogh

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Dream before Nonno died. He was a fisherman. Ink on notebook paper, 2003.

Fragments {and a cashmere wrap}

The cashmere wrap finally arrived in the mail

so much weighs on this stole

‘opportunity a thief makes’

he said before giving me homework

— how we love.

“A great deal of intelligence can be invested in ignorance when the need for illusion is deep”

Saul Bellow

A lot weighs on this stole:

conversation is rippled with diamonds

they tumble , heavy, they are words, quotes

…out of the mundane…

a pearl – grasp it and keep it.

Wisdom is the only jewelry I wear this season

and my greediness awaits


He who grasps more than he can hold, would be better without any.

If a house is crammed with treasures of gold and jade,

it will be impossible to guard them all.

Lao Tzu

Did you hear the sound of wisdom, Heart?

The message you sought.

My only wealth is my memory.

Like a mendicant I gather precious words,

fragments of light that I bring back,

puzzles I spend days composing.

– You, collector of spirit, feeder of souls.

Everyone wants to go to Heaven, no-one wants to die.

The falcon, scarred wing, alighted the sill.

– the magpies, once they have caught the prey,

lose interest

and look around for the next creature to pursue-

Yogis come and go,

grasp their message

Catch leaves in the wind

take them home, make a nest.

Heaven is simple:

let go of anything that is not love or peace.

San Diego, December 15, 2011

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San Diego, December 14, 2011.

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New painting's "Underpainting". December 6th, 2011. Acrylic on Canvas.

I started to paint again. And now, I cannot believe i have been away from my brushes and tubes for so long. I set-up a makeshift easel in the kitchen, by the window, a little corner of happiness.

Where this new painting will go might surprise you.

Sunday, I found joy in heading to my neighborhood’s art store to buy white paint. All my old little guys are there, sketchbooks, papers, paints…and now a new jewelry section! I bought some new clasps for my wire crochet pieces.

Will post progress updates.



Art is neither a profession or hobby. Art is a Way of being.

Frederick Franck

Painting isn’t an aesthetic operation; it’s a form of magic.

Pablo Picasso

Being an artist means : not numbering and counting, but ripening like a tree,

which doesn’t force its sap, and stands confidently in the storm of spring,

not afraid that afterward summer may not come.

Rainer Maria Rilke

I try to apply colors like words that shape poems,

like notes that shape music.

Joan Miro’

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Napkin Sketch

Pen on bar napkin, December 5, 2011.

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