This is Cut-Up Memory Walk. We take a walk near the cabin for 30 minutes; then, come back and create and write. How we see ourselves in the balance of nature...meadows of rebirth, wind howling through the trees, life in our hands, discarded/useful no more/once valued items intrude in this cycle of life. We see it- do we care enough?

As we play with molding paste on our page, I think about our Talking Stick time last night. The power of words- with courage and wisdom to speak...new found friendships and respect emerge. Positive power coming from the heart. We each share how our personal growth has effected our creative process.

First page in my journal....a tree from the kitchen window...a branch taking root...thunder and dark skies (how can we paint the thunder?)...hail leaving snow-like patches in the morning...trying to find our yoga place in the sun by the lake...

Relections, reflections....

Being creative was such hard work!

A day at the lake- 2011 Lake Alpine