You, on the other side…

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Art, Grieving, Loss of loved one, Memories, Mixed media, Poetry, Remembering, Woman with Roses

Lauren DiMarco at Joshua Tree

 Still Too Sharp
by Joan Currie

My memories of you are like shards of glass, 
they have to be handled very carefully.
Fearing that if I were to sustain a wound,
the bleeding would never stop…

A life worth living…

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Alfred Austin, Art, Charcoal sketch, Poetry, Summer, Youth

African White Iris photo by Joan Currie

When Summer, lingering half-forlorn,
On Autumn loves to lean,
And fields of slowly yellowing corn
Are girt by woods still green;
When hazel-nuts wax brown and plump,
And apples rosy-red,
And the owlet hoots from hollow stump,
And the dormouse makes its bed;
from Is Life Worth Living? – by Alfred Austin

This poem brought me back to the delicious summers of my childhood…

Rijksmuseum

Jumping….

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Art, Design, Mixed media art, Ray Bradbury, Reflections

Lauren di Marco in Ireland – @ Joan Currie

If we listened to our intellect, we’d never have a love affair.
We’d never have a friendship. We’d never go into business, because we’d be cynical.
Well, that’s nonsense. You’ve got to jump off cliffs all the time and build your own wings on the way down.
Ray Bradbury.

Loving where I’ve landed right now…

Going with the flow…

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Art, Dance, Lauren DiMarco, Pitbull, Summer dance

© Joan Currie – Figure sketch by Lauren DiMarco & Skirt by Joan Currie

The dance can reveal everything mysterious that is hidden in music,
and it has the additional merit of being human and palpable.
Dancing is poetry with arms and legs.  
Charles Baudelaire

Sometimes you can’t help but dance to the music…

“Pitbull” dominates my fun summer playlist!

Warm gestures…

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Art, Collage, Icon, Mixed media, smiles, warm gestures

Sun Balls – Craspedia globosa © Joan Currie

Spread love everywhere you go. Let no one ever come to you without leaving happier.
Mother Teresa

Thankful for the smiles from strangers today…

Useful moves detected…

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Art, Elizabeth Barrett Browning, Love, Portrait

Lauren DiMarco in Ireland © Joan Currie

First time he kissed me, he but only kissed
The fingers of this hand wherewith I write,
And ever since it grew more clean and white,
Slow to world-greetings, quick with its “O, list,”
When the angels speak. A ring of amethyst
I could not wear here plainer to my sight, 
Than that first kiss…
from First time he kissed me by Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Grateful for the small yet sacred declarations of love…

Flapper time…

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Art, F. Scott Fitzgerald, Fashion, Flapper, Mixed media

© Joan Currie – Charleston bodice & skirt – Mixed media

This is the beauty I want. Beauty has got to be astonishing, astounding — it’s got to burst in on you like a dream, like the exquisite eyes of a girl.
from F. Scott Fitzgerald, Flappers and Philosophers

The holiday season has arrived. Dressing up for a razzle-dazzle evening…

Finding time…

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Art, Creativity, Georgia O'Keeffe, Photography, Reflections

© Joan Currie

To create one’s world in any of the arts takes courage. – Georgia O’Keeffe

Grateful for a day dedicated to my creative pursuits…

Our happiness…

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Art, Design, Intimacy, Lauren DiMarco, Love, Photography, Rumi

© Joan Currie – Mixed media

The stars will be watching us,
and we will show them
what it is to be a thin crescent moon.
You and I unselfed, will be together,
indifferent to idle speculation, you and I.
The parrots of heaven will be cracking sugar
as we laugh together, you and I.
In one form upon this earth,
and in another form in a timeless sweet land.
from A Moment of Happiness by Rumi

I love to linger in our own sweet, sweet world…

Model: Lauren DiMarco

No words needed…

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Art, Design, Idea board, Mary Randolph Carter, Photography

© Joan Currie

Clutter is the poetry of our homes. it is an intimate view that is not always perfect –
a few dishes in the sink, books piled next to the bed. Everything in its place may give a certain satisfaction, but a lived-in room exudes comfort and warmth.
from A Perfectly Kept House is the Sign of a Misspent Life by Mary Randolph Carter

I love being at home surrounded by the poetry of a well-lived and interesting life.

“be generous” card from Danielle LaPorte.