Wingspan by Valérie Prot
May31

Wingspan by Valérie Prot

  “Wingspan” by Valérie Prot     My creative identity is a way to live a parallel life.   ____________________ Share your response to this work, in any form, here Valérie Prot Artist Statement: Valérie Prot lives in France where she teaches English. As a kid, she used to live near an abbey tower that she had always considered as the center of her own compass. Now residing on the other riverbank, this is...

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Unmeasurable Distance Spanning Between Us by Suzette Bishop
May31

Unmeasurable Distance Spanning Between Us by Suzette Bishop

  “Unmeasurable Distance Spanning Between Us” by Suzette Bishop   I wonder if my Pokanoket ancestor Would tell me it’s good there’s a rattlesnake in my ceiling duct, Scold me for not helping it escape, Just leaving it there to disappear or die, Remind me I’m the invader, My condo complex, most of North Laredo, open ranch land When we first moved here over twenty years ago. McMansions, posh apartment complexes, and strip...

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Prayer by Rozann Kraus
May31

Prayer by Rozann Kraus

  “Prayer” by Rozann Kraus   at the foot of the hill I am the tree from the fold of the branch I am the leaf from the twine of the leaves I am the nest from the warmth of the nest I am the egg from the crack of the egg I am the bird from the wings of the bird I am the sky from the wild of the sky I am all breath deeply inhaling I birth all that is all that was all that is to come I am the hope that this is the...

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Untitled by Marianne Murdock
Apr26

Untitled by Marianne Murdock

  “Untitled” by Marianne Murdock   i’m trying to find someone as broken as i as depleted as ugly as grief-stricken as lost   i see beauty i see light i see controlled light – my favorite i see hair silky, almost parted down the middle, brown hair and i think … that used to be me   i see a horse sculpture and it captivates me i yearn for what you have   ____________________ Share...

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Blue Wave by Diane Sanborn
Mar28

Blue Wave by Diane Sanborn

  “Blue Wave” by Diane Sanborn     As a creative woman, I define my creative identity in the following way: After many years of painting, I have learned to engage myself in a conversation with my work and to visually listen to what the painting is telling me. Over the years I have acquired a data bank of visual information that never sleeps. When I work, I hear the voices of instructors that were genuinely...

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Inwardness II by Harin Song
Feb22

Inwardness II by Harin Song

  “Inwardness II, Medium: Acrylic, embroidery floss, metallic thread, frame, sewing and weaving, Dimensions: 18 3/4(H) X 23(W) inches, 2019” by Harin Song     The Q: What is a room of your own? I was born in Korea. When I was working as a designer, I experienced a glass ceiling in Korean society. So I came to the U.S. to study art and I’m trying to have my own voice as an Asian female artist.  ...

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On Wells and Wellness: A Tribute to Amelia Jenks Bloomer by Jennifer Schneider
Jan26

On Wells and Wellness: A Tribute to Amelia Jenks Bloomer by Jennifer Schneider

  “On Wells and Wellness: A Tribute to Amelia Jenks Bloomer” by Jennifer Schneider Origins of the word well — Old English wel(l), of Germanic origin; related to Dutch wel and German wohl; related also, most probably, to the verb will. Adopted forms of speech — noun adjective adverb The well remains a source of sustenance. A noun. An adjective. An adverb. Not unlike the way I used, and still wish, to be. I...

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Journey Inward by Rebecca Scheckman
Dec29

Journey Inward by Rebecca Scheckman

  “Journey Inward” by Rebecca Scheckman     In sum this work is about: Spiritual understanding of the self in the world and connected to everything. Finding a connection to the light within the body that is in everything, that is all things.   ____________________ Share your response to this work, in any form, here   Rebecca Scheckman Artist Statement: My creative identity starts with curiosity...

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Newton’s First Law of Gravity by Elizabeth Cohen
Dec29

Newton’s First Law of Gravity by Elizabeth Cohen

  “Newton’s First Law of Gravity” by Elizabeth Cohen   The gravitational force between two objects is directly proportional to the pull of the earth. So put away that dream of an adopted daughter leaping into the sky of you. Put away your dream of swallows pulling you both into a night sky blinking with stars. Put away the dreams that she might fly back someday to the earth of you. Those swallows were just...

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Olive Branch by Rosalina Scarfuto
Dec29

Olive Branch by Rosalina Scarfuto

  “Olive Branch” by Rosalinda Ruiz Scarfuto     The image depicted here is a fusion of contrasts; the softness of lace juxtaposed with the roughness of an olive branch … Together these elements form a bridge across the canvas unbroken in strength and elegance, much like women who have worked side by side in the olive groves over time … I offer here my olive branch … to rub out the roughness...

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Clouds and Reflection by Kathleen Schlarb
Nov22

Clouds and Reflection by Kathleen Schlarb

  “Clouds and Reflection” by Kathleen Schlarb     “How seeing pebbles on a lily pad can be a metaphor for life.”   ____________________ Share your response to this work, in any form, here   Kathleen Schlarb Artist Statement: Kathleen Mannix Schlarb is an artist, poet, and writer. In the late nineties after raising her children, Kathleen began writing again and published her workas a...

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Image by Carrie Nassif
Oct27

Image by Carrie Nassif

  Image by Carrie Nassif     It’s not something that we know anymore, it’s something that we’ve met.     ____________________ Share your response to this work, in any form, here     Carrie Nassif Artist Statement: I am, in nearly alphabetical order: an advocate, a bisexual in a same-sex marriage, a cat AND dog person, emotionally tender and goofy, an introverted but loyal friend, a...

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My Treasure by Carol Fox Prescott
Oct27

My Treasure by Carol Fox Prescott

  “My Treasure” by Carol Fox Prescott   I learn the world, past, present, and future through my experience. I do not desire making sense of this, it already makes sense because I know. I may not always understand, but I know. When my writing comes, it comes from this knowing. When I doubt it is because I lose trust in this knowing. My gratitude expands my heart. My sense of wonder opens clogged passages. My joy...

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Les Demoiselles de Flatbush by Judy Schavrien
Oct27

Les Demoiselles de Flatbush by Judy Schavrien

  “Les Demoiselles de Flatbush” by Judy Schavrien     Les Demoiselles d’Avignon, in its stylistic innovations, evidenced the genius of Picasso. Nevertheless, my own riposte to that painting has its contribution to make: unlike his women, mine have each other’s backs. The painting has a private dimension as well; it remembers a beloved who died young.   ____________________ Share your...

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Yellow Eye by Andrea Mozarowski
Sep29

Yellow Eye by Andrea Mozarowski

  “Yellow Eye” by Andrea Mozarowski     The woman with one yellow eye entered the narrative decades ago, following my first trip to Ukraine, post-Perestroika. She first takes the form of a Romani woman, who barges into a scene set in Portobello Market and disrupts a drama triangle that includes the female and male protagonists, post-war Ukrainian refugees. Since then, she has abided in me, until recently,...

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Hungry by Bunny Bowen
Sep29

Hungry by Bunny Bowen

  “Hungry” by Bunny Bowen     In sum, this work is about: I started this painting about 25 years ago. Yes, 25 years! It began as I noticed that coyote scat is full of prickly pear seeds when the fruits ripen in the fall. I started a painting about that, then just set it aside, unfinished. Every few years I would dab a bit more paint on it, but it never worked. Then, after the invasion of Ukraine, I was...

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May I Call You Sister by Sharon Baker
Sep29

May I Call You Sister by Sharon Baker

  “May I Call You Sister” by Sharon Baker A Monologue, performed by a Female named Lexi. LEXI: Back in high school, I was Wild. Cleopatra eyeliner, oh so tight mini skirts and pointy boobs. See? Still got em. Truth: I was scared of….Everything. Thunder. Men. Spiders. Men. Snakes. Men. Bein’ hot or cold. Men. Rollercoasters….Men. I didn’t see much for myself in the way of….Anything. In my family, all...

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Dear Missy by Lonna Whiting
Sep29

Dear Missy by Lonna Whiting

  “Dear Missy” by Lonna Whiting   We had no business driving around town at 3 a.m. after that party, let alone any business popping your convertible top down in the absolute dregs of subzero winter just to get some all-night Taco Bell. But Green Day on the CD player just hit differently that night. It might have been the beers. It might have been the ditch weed. It was probably both. Do you remember the way we...

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Exposure by Greta Gladney
Aug25

Exposure by Greta Gladney

  “Exposure” by Greta Gladney   ____________________ Share your response to this work, in any form, here   Greta Gladney Artist Statement:  This year I will complete my first memoir entitled “Journey to Healing.” I seek to sit in solidarity with other artists during the process of creation. A New Orleans native, I am a wife, mother of five, and grandmother of four. A life long learner, active...

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Spiral Bound by Coke Tani
Aug25

Spiral Bound by Coke Tani

  “Spiral Bound” by Coke Tani     One thing led to another and another, and before I knew it, I couldn’t stop taking pictures of all kinds of empty spaces … I remember so clearly how, when these “empty space” [pictures] began, my breathing went to my belly. — Coke Tani   ____________________ Share your response to this work, in any form, here   Coke Tani Artist...

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