“April is a promise that May is bound to keep.” – Hal Borland

image: ‘focus’, mixed media painting with watercolor, chalk pastel, and tissue paper.

april . 1 . 2019

love to New Zealand

“Where there is love there is life.”
Mahatma Gandhi

image: collage from New Zealand series

march . 20 . 2019


roots planted

If we don’t have any access to a deeper sense of self, it feels life-threatening when things are not working on the surface. When our identity falls apart, we will do anything to defend and fix it, because it’s all the self we know. With our roots planted in a more spacious self, our relationship to the ups and downs on the surface changes. We know the intrinsic impermanence of it all. We welcome the learning each experience provides us with. We can even feel grateful when things are really messed up on the surface.

~ Chameli Ardagh

image: collage from New Zealand series

february . 7 . 2019


If we want there to be peace in the world,

we have to be brave enough to soften what is rigid in our hearts,

to find the soft spot and stay with it.

We have to have that kind of courage and take that kind of responsibility.

That’s the true practice of peace.

– Pema Chodron

image: A clear day at the Oregon Coast.

january . 15 . 2019

come, whoever you are

“Come, come, whoever you are.

Wanderer, worshipper, lover of leaving.

It doesn’t matter.

Ours is not a caravan of despair.

Come, even if you have broken your vows a thousand times.

Come, yet again, come, come.”  

– Rumi

image: mixed media monotype print

december . 4 . 2018


“Death consists, indeed, in a repeated process of unrobing, or unsheathing. The immortal part of (wo)man shakes off from itself, one after the other, its outer casings, and – as the snake from its skin, the butterfly from its chrysalis – emerges from one after another, passing into a higher state of consciousness.”

– Annie Besant

image: Spreading Feathers, acrylic, oil pastel, charcoal, graphite, paper, wax on wood board.

november . 5 . 2018


“October had tremendous possibility.

The summer’s oppressive heat was a distant memory,

and the golden leaves promised a world full of beautiful adventures.

They made me believe in miracles.”

― Sarah Guillory, Reclaimed

image: mixed media monotype print

october . 2 . 2018