When I am among the trees, especially the willows and the honey locust, equally the beech, the oaks and the pines, they give off such
“Imagination makes you see all sorts of things.” ~ Georgia O’Keeffe
“If I were a flower.. I would be a sunflower. To always follow the sun, Turn my back to darkness, Stand proud, tall and straight
I couldn’t pull it down, that stubborn wall. so I painted it pretty colors and called it my own.
When you take a flower in your hand and really look at it, it’s your world for the moment. I want to give that
ma·ca·bre /məˈkäbrə,məˈkäb/ In works of art, macabre is the quality of having a grim or ghastly atmosphere. Macabre works emphasize the details and symbols of