THE TORCH

Lord, let me be the torch that springs to light

And lives its life in one exultant flame,

One leap of living fire against the night,

Dropping to darkness even as it came.

For i have watched the smouldering of a soul

Choked in the ashes that itself hath made,

Waiting the slow destruction of the whole,

And turned from it, bewildered and afraid.

Light me with love-with hate-with all desire

For that I may not reach, but let me burn

My little moment inpulsating fire

Ere yet into the darkness I return;

Be it for guard, or menace, peace or sword,

Make me thy torch to burn out swiftly, Lord.

Theodosia Garrison

Sunrise over Erwing Reservoir

 

Photograph by Ranie Patridis

Camera Coolpix 8800 

Art in ATC size

 

I love frogs, I don't know why either. I love to collect them as figurines for the house or outside. It isn't strange for me to try to capture the likeness of a frog either. Here is one of my attempts. 

ATD ~ Artist Trading Dolls

ATD are artist trading dolls. These are art dolls made from paper that are either the size of a 2.5 x 3.5 card size or they can be larger but need to fold up to an 2.5 x 3.5 card size. These cards I am sharing with you are not my ordinary art doll cards that I would make. The young lady holding flowers is a nice card a collage now me personally I would not call this an art doll, but in the Paper Doll world it is consider an art doll. 

 

Now this young lady below or man it looks more mannish than an lady the boots fold up keeping this an artist trading card size. Personally, I like to make art dolls larger than fold up into an artist trading card size.

 

LITTLE ROADS TO HAPPINESS

The little roads to happiness, they are not hard to find;
They do not lead to great success-but to a quiet mind.
They do not lead to mighty power, nor to substantial wealth.
They bring one to a book, a flower, a song of cheer and health.
The little roads to happiness are free to everyone;
They lead one to the wind's caress, to kiss of friendly sun.
These little roads are shining white, for all the world to see;
Their sign-boards, pointing left and right, are loved and sympathy.
The little roads of happiness have the most charming way;
No matter how they may digress throughout the busy day;
No matter where they twist and wind through fields of rich delight,
They're always of the self same mind to lead us home at night.
~Wilhelmina Stitch

Art with a bit of Sparkle

 

These Artist trading cards were made for a swap I enter in at ATCsforALL. The medium I use is watercolor paint and a bit of sparkle to it. There were hand drawn then painted.  

THE SCULPTOR

I took a piece of plastic clay

And idly fashioned it one day,

And as my fingers pressed it, still

It bent and yielded to my will.

I came again, when days were passed,

The bit of clay was hard at last,

The form I gave it, still it bore,

But I could change that form no more.

Then I took a piece of living clay

And gently formed it, day by day

And molded with my power and art,

A young child's soft and yielding heart.

I cam again when years were gone,

It was a man I looked upon.

He still that early impress bore,

And I could change it, nevermore.

Author Unknown