“Do you know," Peter asked, "why swallows build in the eaves of houses? It is to listen to the stories.” ~ J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan


Flower #1 - She Has No Name

The flower with no name.

I know what it's about - this flower sticking its head above the clouds, above the storms, eager, eager to be in the world, blooming earlier than her brothers & sisters who are just awakening underground, just finding their way. She will have stories to tell them when they arrive.

This is a piece that came easy. Rare for me. I have been buying old metal signs, covering them up, letting them show through in places. The brown of the earth in this piece is the original sign; the rest is paint, paper, a photo transfer, magic. Like I said, it came easy. I am not having that luck with much else - everything else is beginning to feel forced, beginning to feel like I am pushing it to be born too early. I am worried there will be too few pieces for my show - I have been uninspired, wanting to do anything but face these pieces of metal, the canvases, the paints, the brushes. And the work shows it. I finally stopped Sunday night - just stopped, because I was making things worse. No inspiration, no muse, no anything but messes. I just stopped. I watched The Sound of Music and went to bed.

I have stopped for 2 days.
Bits & pieces are beginning to come - slowly;
I sketched ideas last night.
I am feeling more positive.
Perhaps like that little unnamed flower,
I am pushing my way above the clouds.
We will see.
what shall i call this sweet precocious bloom?


  1. "you can do it...do not permit the doubt to stay for long"...i say this to myself and now I am saying it to you as well...wish I knew where your show will be?

  2. ELK - It will be here in Tyler. If you are nearby, come on down!

    And PS - Thank you for the positive words. Truly. I really need a few days off from work - some uninterrupted time, but we are busy, busy, and that's just life. Sighhhhh.

    :) Thank you again!

  3. just have to keep yourself positive.
    Things will begin to shape up.

  4. i wanted to say something useful and meaningful but couldn't find the words. As I often do when i can't find words I turned to Rumi and here is the page i opened to.
    .... The absolute works with nothing.
    The workshop, the materials are what does not exist.
    Try and be a sheet of paper with nothing on it. Be a spot of ground where nothing is growing, where something might be planted, a seed possibly, from the Absolute.

    hang in there, it will come

  5. I know this feeling...it comes when there is a pressure to be creative and free within the confines of a time limit. The idea of it is almost like an oxymoron isn't it? It distracts you out of the creative flow.

    Keep going Debi...everything I have seen so far from you is truly beautiful. I especially love this desirous flower. She blooms right along side you.


  6. Desperado - Yes. You are right. Things have a way of working out. :)

    Suvarna - Oh, you made me smile, and that was quite meaningful. I first read your comment the day you left it, and have kept the words of Rumi in my head. Amazing that you turned to that page.

    Jaime - I am nodding my head yes. It is a self-imposed pressure. I am hoping to grow up & get past that one day! LOL!

    :) Debi


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