Tuesday, January 13, 2009

primal concubine

Among the most delicate and beautiful of creatures she ..at the height of her loveliness.. falls into a deep trancelike sleep never to awaken but never to die
It is from this spell that some .. those who wonder and dream ..those who see magic ..that join in the dance and hear the music in their head.. those that look into the sun and bathe in the springs
Are born and then love

small pen and ink with watercolor

From the promise land in Lipscomb Alabama
Where golden eagle table syrup and buffalo rock
Flow freely
And the train whistle blows