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...
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...
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...
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...
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...
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...
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...
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,...
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...
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...
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...
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...
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...
Fracture by Juanita Kirton
“Fracture” by Juanita Kirton narrows of light rest on me feets’...
My Country of Origin Is by Tandy Sturgeon Wolff
“My Country of Origin Is” by Tandy Sturgeon Wolff No country. Show me one and I will point out no line scratched in the earth, no fence as long as you say. So forget it. No one has one. The closest thing to a country is your body.You imagine a country of your own that is very old, but it’s not old enough, never enough to sing in your ears like birds do. And birds are still at this point, everywhere....
Lowering at Twilight by Mara Adamitz
“Lowering at Twilight” by Mara Adamitz with the luminescence of cat’s eyes stars tottered & fell as little...
The Young Girl and the Sea by Menat Allah
“The Young Girl and the Sea” by Menat Allah ____________________ Share your response to this work, in any form, here Menat Allah Artist Statement: Having emigrated from Egypt to the United States in November of 2005, Menat is now an undergraduate student studying English Literature at UCBerkeley. Personally invested in a myriad of art forms, Menat believes it is through Art that we can...
Government Controlled, Love, Marriage, Body by Karen Henninger
“Government Controlled, Love, Marriage, Body” by Karen Henninger What does my writing/art mean to me? Art, no matter the form it takes, is a way of life. It is a level of proficiency that result frim refined practice. It is my freedom and peace. It is the place I can be when the social pressures are monsterous. It is a path out of an enslaved existence. ____________________ Share your response...
Calling by Laura Rockhold
“Calling” by Laura Rockhold the white pine easel set to my child-sized height the paper’s grain, rough edges fastened by wood clothespins a well-worn pearl snap work shirt draped on backwards as a smock sleeves rolled thick at the wrist the smooth tip of the paintbrush belonging, becoming in my hand every stroke a fingerprint the gentle morning sun radiant and still within me ____________________ Share...
They Said It’s Terminal by Rosalind K. Bard
“They Said It’s Terminal” by Rosalind K. Bard Are there people out there writing about death About their own death, not just abstraction? I want to know what they are saying. Are they silent, numb, torn to nightmares Or do they laugh and open their mouths in big ohs? I don’t know how to do this. Talk. To me. Now. Before the silence. Can we talk please? The sound of your voice is the only thing The only...