Tag Archives: original artwork

“At a Crossroad”: Madona, Latvia

3 Sep

Latvian watercolor

“At a Crossroad”
12″ x 20″
watercolor and ink

Collection of Kristiana David School

24 Feb

I remembered a little story my mother told me recently.  It seems that I have always had this adventurous spirit.  She said when I was about three or four years old, I decided to go to a convenience store by myself.  To get there, I had to cross a very busy street and once again on the way back.  The memory is cloudy, however, I do remember wanting to go buy some candy.  When my mother realized that I had done this, she marched me back to the store.  She asked the man if I had been there earlier.  Of course, he said I had.  Looking back, this marked the beginning of my daring globe-trotting adventures.

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“Little One All Alone”

ink on paper



Collection of Amanda Threadgill

A Stranger in a Strange Land: “Taken Without Consent” (original artwork)

12 Nov

“Taken without Consent”
ink on poster board
24″ x 34″

“While Sleeping” (original artwork)

15 Sep

“While Sleeping”
22″ x 30″
ink on posterboard

I had the most fantastic dream last night.  My Guardians came to me with a message.  Surrounded in beautiful, divine light, a being of blue light revealed to me my purpose here in this dimension.  I AM A WITNESS!  And with that, I asked if “he” was my Father.  There was no, answer, but I received a gentle touch on my arm, as if to say.  that the blue being was “real”.

This reminds me of another dream I had my first night in Beijing:

I was reading some kind of letter/declaration.  For some reason, I was chosen to read this letter.  I was up high and speaking down to people, some i knew.  I began in a light-hearted, jokingly way.  Then someone brought to my attention, the paratroopers dressed in military uniforms in front of me.  I read the letter:

It was hard to read, language wise, or just difficult to see the words.  The gist of the letter was that “they” were here to help us.  They were paramilitary and peaceful.  The paramilitary troopers looked blue, white and very large.  I read the letter and someone pointed out that they were not joking.  Before I finished the letter, the crowd dispersed,  Even my friend Vinni was in it.  I wanted to find someone I knew in the crowd, and kiss them.  The kiss was not romantic.  I was thinking that I would be famous for reading this letter, in a historic way.

Original artwork: “Girl in a Fish Bowl”

1 Aug

“Girl in a Fish bowl”
24″x 36″
ink on poster board

“Seeing through my eye”

28 Jun

The greatest pain brings about TRANSFORMATION.  I am not this body, I am the LIGHT.

“Seeing Through My Eye” (2011)
ink on poster board
Collection of Colt Myers

Original artwork:

30 Apr


Collection of:  William P. Williams, Jr.

“Target Practice”

ink on poster board