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One Art

March 25th, 2014

One Art

Elizabeth Bishop Red Flowers on Black

One Art
BY ELIZABETH BISHOP

The art of losing isnít hard to master;
so many things seem filled with the intent
to be lost that their loss is no disaster.

Lose something every day. Accept the fluster
of lost door keys, the hour badly spent.
The art of losing isnít hard to master.

Then practice losing farther, losing faster:
places, and names, and where it was you meant
to travel. None of these will bring disaster.

I lost my motherís watch. And look! my last, or
next-to-last, of three loved houses went.
The art of losing isnít hard to master.

I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster,
some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent.
I miss them, but it wasnít a disaster.

óEven losing you (the joking voice, a gesture
I love) I shanít have lied. Itís evident
the art of losingís not too hard to master
though it may look like (Write it!) like disaster.

Imagine

March 16th, 2014

Imagine

Imagine
By Mary Oliver

I donít care for adjectives, yet the world fills me with them.
And even beyond what I see, I imagine more.

Seeing, for example, with understanding,
or with acceptance and humility and
without understanding,
into the heart of the bristly, locked-in worm
just as itís becoming what we call the luna,
that green tissue-winged, strange, graceful,
fluttering thing.

Will death allow such transportation of the eye?Ö

Well, we will all find out, each of us.
And what would we be, beyond the yardstick,
beyond supper and dollars,
if we were not filled with such wondering?

February and March

February 10th, 2014

February and March

During February and March please visit these two local businesses and enjoy paintings by Drea Jensen. 10% of all paintings sold will benefit ARK.

Lingering in Happiness

February 2nd, 2014

Lingering in Happiness

Drea Jensen Art:
Come view these paintings at East West Cafe Sebastopol

Lingering in Happiness
By Mary Oliver

After rain after many days without rain.
it stays cool, private and cleansed, under the trees,
and the dampness there, married now to gravity,
falls branch to branch, leaf to leaf, down to the ground

where it will disappearĖbut not, of course, vanish
except to our eyes. The roots of the oaks will have their share,
and the white threads of the grasses, and the cushion of moss;
a few drops, round as pearls, will enter the moleís tunnel;

and soon so many small stones, buried for a thousand years,
will feel themselves being touched.

Invitation

January 29th, 2014

Invitation

Here is an event invitation for Sweet 116.

Sweet 116

January 26th, 2014

Sweet 116

Taste Route 116 Hosts Second Annual ďSweet 116Ē Event Celebrating Valentineís Day February 15, 2014

Coming Home

September 8th, 2013

Coming Home

Sanctuary 2012 by Drea Jensen
The natural world holds a temple, a safe place for growth. A healing shelter for seeds to germinate and take root.
http://dreajensengallery.artistwebsites.com/featured/sanctuary-2012-drea-jensen.html

Coming Home
by Mary Oliver

When weíre driving, in the dark,
on the long road
to Provincetown, which lies empty
for miles, when weíre weary,
when the buildings
and the scrub pines lose
their familiar look,
I imagine us rising
from the speeding car,
I imagine us seeing
everything from another place ó the top
of one of the pale dunes
or the deep and nameless
fields of the sea ó
and what we see is the world
that cannot cherish us
but which we cherish,
and what we see is our life
moving like that,
along the dark edges
of everything ó the headlights
like lanterns
sweeping the blackness ó
believing in a thousand
fragile and unprovable things,
looking out for sorrow,
slowing down for happiness,
making all the right turns
right down to the thumping
barriers to the sea,
the swirling waves,
the narrow streets, the houses,
the past, the future,
the doorway that belongs
to you and me.

Anyway

September 1st, 2013

Anyway

Truth of Creativity 2013
Resonance 2013
Fluent 2012
~ a collage of paintings by Drea Jensen

Mother Teresaís Anyway
People are often unreasonable, illogical and self centered;
Forgive them anyway.

If you are kind, people may accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives;
Be kind anyway.

If you are successful, you will win some false friends and some true enemies;
Succeed anyway.

If you are honest and frank, people may cheat you;
Be honest and frank anyway.

What you spend years building, someone could destroy overnight;
Build anyway.

If you find serenity and happiness, they may be jealous;
Be happy anyway.

The good you do today, people will often forget tomorrow;
Do good anyway.

Give the world the best you have, and it may never be enough;
Give the world the best youíve got anyway.

You see, in the final analysis, it is between you and your God;
It was never between you and them anyway.

Phenomenal Woman

August 27th, 2013

Phenomenal Woman

Marvel 2012 by Drea Jensen
Step back to see the sensational differences in lifeís situations.
http://dreajensengallery.artistwebsites.com/featured/marvel-2012-drea-jensen.html

Phenomenal Woman
BY MAYA ANGELOU

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
Iím not cute or built to suit a fashion modelís size
But when I start to tell them,
They think Iím telling lies.
I say,
Itís in the reach of my arms,
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
Iím a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
Thatís me.
I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
Itís the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
Iím a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
Thatís me.
Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they canít touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them,
They say they still canít see.
I say,
Itís in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
Iím a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
Thatís me.
Now you understand
Just why my headís not bowed.
I donít shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing,
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
Itís in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
the palm of my hand,
The need for my care.
íCause Iím a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
Thatís me.

Life Does Not Frighten Me

August 25th, 2013

Life Does Not Frighten Me

Daydream 2012
Money Honey 2011
Ventral 2012
~ a collage of paintings by Drea Jensen

LIFE DOESNíT FRIGHTEN ME
By: Maya Angelou

Shadows on the wall
Noises down the hail
Life doesnít frighten me at all
Bad dogs barking loud
Big ghosts in a cloud
Life doesnít frighten me at all.

Mean old Mother Goose
Lions on the loose
They donít frighten me at all
Dragons breathing flame
On my counterpane
That doesnít frighten me at all.

I go boo
Make them shoo
I make fun
Way they run
I wonít cry
So they fly
I just smile
They go wild
Life doesnít frighten me at all.

Tough guys in a fight
All alone at night
Life doesnít frighten me at all.
Panthers in the park
Strangers in the dark
No, they donít frighten me at all.

That new classroom where
Boys pull all my hair
(Kissy little girls
With their hair in curls)
They donít frighten me at all.

Donít show me frogs and snakes
And listen for my scream,
If Iím afraid at all
Itís only in my dreams.

Iíve got a magic charm
That I keep up my sleeve,
I can walk the ocean floor
And never have to breathe.

Life doesnít frighten me at all
Not at all
Not at all
Life doesnít frighten me at all.

 

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