<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9123375061502616290</id><updated>2024-10-06T22:51:44.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alicia Brown | Art</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://news.aliciabrownart.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9123375061502616290/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://news.aliciabrownart.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9123375061502616290/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>Alicia Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07208254920537316319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9123375061502616290.post-7079810269915955697</id><published>2015-06-11T14:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2015-06-11T14:51:13.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TIME AWAY</title><content type='html'>June 11, 2015&lt;br /&gt;
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I have all but disappeared off my blog. &amp;nbsp;I am so consumed with reading, observing, experimenting with new ideas in my art, and tending to the daily things that take one&#39;s time, that a blog comes last. My use of time that seems ever more fleeting, is time to think and reflect. &amp;nbsp;I am finally making time for thought, inspiration and reflection and relishing it. &lt;br /&gt;
So, this blog comes once in awhile as I have a moment. My apologies.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Voyage I&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;Complicated lives lead us from one thing to another.....and at this time I want to let the mind wander, the ideas flow and be at play with new work. &amp;nbsp;Explore, Dream. Discover.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://news.aliciabrownart.com/feeds/7079810269915955697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://news.aliciabrownart.com/2015/06/time-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9123375061502616290/posts/default/7079810269915955697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9123375061502616290/posts/default/7079810269915955697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://news.aliciabrownart.com/2015/06/time-away.html' title='TIME AWAY'/><author><name>Alicia Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07208254920537316319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3vDXGsaHLEN7T5rdIEQB7H_q_lSwNKdJkIX3Kvz3b8MkV8zIy0pY8S6aOjFg1HWgYvClN-nA_weTMwxqkYFCl-yHQ81XcqHU1y9MNqW0HTp-wqJ8zq3-2ffaGloX5kXrDbxEpBDCaxsQ/s72-c/11-10x8.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9123375061502616290.post-3522326867837556698</id><published>2015-02-25T13:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2015-02-25T13:32:13.369-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts on a snowy day</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; class=&quot;tr-caption-container&quot; style=&quot;float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
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As I look at the falling snow enveloping my nature space, I long for its moisture to bring glorious shades of green, yellow, red, and purple to this canvas of white. &lt;br /&gt;
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I am reminded of a quote by Henri Matisse:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&quot;There are always flowers for those who want to see them.&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;
I repeat those words and I see shades of green, yellow, red, and purple against the snow. </content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://news.aliciabrownart.com/feeds/3522326867837556698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://news.aliciabrownart.com/2015/02/thoughts-on-snowy-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9123375061502616290/posts/default/3522326867837556698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9123375061502616290/posts/default/3522326867837556698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://news.aliciabrownart.com/2015/02/thoughts-on-snowy-day.html' title='Thoughts on a snowy day'/><author><name>Alicia Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07208254920537316319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMKJG5Cy89ZJ6XfBLIJDfm-TEXXHMKbz6rRFfQ_e3SXbGXafl1VPEOYLAkzaBfoJz0xwQ19zdFo0HUNiZeee8aVn_JfA6tNk4Am7tew0t4xt_91nX4XhIpSl4ZvgnBI7E5ihXtyDvCGlQ/s72-c/2-18+3-4x6+3-4.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9123375061502616290.post-6326854265375195298</id><published>2014-01-09T09:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2014-01-09T09:08:09.075-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Will Happen Today?</title><content type='html'>WHAT WILL HAPPEN TODAY?&lt;br /&gt;
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As I face the morning, I ask, &quot;What will happen today?&quot; &amp;nbsp;It could be the sight of the fox running across the snow; the emission of music that is new to me; the warmth of my dog wanting a brief cuddle; the voice of a friend whom I have not heard from for some time; the discovery of a color combination that I like; the taste of a delicious clementine. &amp;nbsp;Who knows? &amp;nbsp;Thus, I ask, &quot;What will happen today? It will be one, two or pehaps many things, as I happen to them---these things of today.&lt;br /&gt;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://news.aliciabrownart.com/feeds/6326854265375195298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://news.aliciabrownart.com/2014/01/what-will-happen-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9123375061502616290/posts/default/6326854265375195298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9123375061502616290/posts/default/6326854265375195298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://news.aliciabrownart.com/2014/01/what-will-happen-today.html' title='What Will Happen Today?'/><author><name>Alicia Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07208254920537316319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsDGHqJnynZVwn3L4-A0jIwaX5MVBfd_DFH8l_7tS9nqBeVBtByPNPW-moo1x6sPCcd66rdw5LStkQMMkjRpbAIhbIQXImX-PG-ry-9WmSVH29uKCG7270Ia47Vjc4lqzPKdXHITSJ3LY/s72-c/sunrise+sunset+16x20.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9123375061502616290.post-6204359158757640488</id><published>2013-02-23T14:32:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2013-02-23T14:32:59.581-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DISCOVERY</title><content type='html'>DISCOVERY&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;ul&gt;
&lt;li&gt;finding&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;uncovering&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;unearthing&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;determining&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;exploration&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;disclosure&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;detection&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;identification&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;revelation&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;realization&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;recognition&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;perception&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
--Oxford Dictionary&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://news.aliciabrownart.com/feeds/6204359158757640488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://news.aliciabrownart.com/2013/02/discovery_23.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9123375061502616290/posts/default/6204359158757640488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9123375061502616290/posts/default/6204359158757640488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://news.aliciabrownart.com/2013/02/discovery_23.html' title='DISCOVERY'/><author><name>Alicia Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07208254920537316319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4pyxlJ7h_VDtb310_hMpkRB9v9UUpCjOjrQgyAoyzy4kSmRUilxbBNol9Ys-kjSppIs1CG_IaXinsivSWGBie4mGRDVr-bqgFTXKLWoT80ychzJgc0zJQHfyyWGWkxvkwwTdRe2srUL8/s72-c/fog+along+the+seine.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9123375061502616290.post-6609225429539982536</id><published>2012-09-23T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-09-23T10:24:16.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A PLACE APART</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;
As Fall enters I relish the solitude and privacy to set a place apart, as the trees provide for the birds, to sketch, to erase, to read, to paint and to erase again...without interruption. &amp;nbsp;So on this brilliant morning with leaves shimmering against a clear blue sky I do my creative work. &amp;nbsp;Before going to the studio I re-read Keats, &quot;A Thing of Beauty.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;A thing of beauty is a joy for ever:&lt;br /&gt;
Its loveliness increases;it will never&lt;br /&gt;
Pass into nothingness;but still will keep&lt;br /&gt;
A bower quiet for us, and a sleep&lt;br /&gt;
Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing....&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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These words resonated as I watched the leaves against the sky.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://news.aliciabrownart.com/feeds/6609225429539982536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://news.aliciabrownart.com/2012/09/a-place-apart.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9123375061502616290/posts/default/6609225429539982536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9123375061502616290/posts/default/6609225429539982536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://news.aliciabrownart.com/2012/09/a-place-apart.html' title='A PLACE APART'/><author><name>Alicia Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07208254920537316319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdSLPg9BSB866suk9cq44gfdKrZeanYd_9qGnSWsAQXoJ2CLlOMYOUhNvooefTg_rkWhKU69ZiYLjd4FyXqEl4hoHc0IRf63lTHnzADBQb64HBYAPhK1m0zKBhH8Z3BmT2bPfE5CmQS7k/s72-c/Arrival+16x20.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9123375061502616290.post-5470212745516816024</id><published>2012-06-29T09:26:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-07-16T13:16:02.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>REFLECTION</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;
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Reflecting on J.M. Barrie as I paint today:&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;The butterfly counts not months but moments, and has time enough.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;God gave us memory so that we might have roses in December.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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On this hot June morning, I&amp;nbsp;remember soft snow falling on evergreens in the backyard.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://news.aliciabrownart.com/feeds/5470212745516816024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://news.aliciabrownart.com/2012/06/stress.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9123375061502616290/posts/default/5470212745516816024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9123375061502616290/posts/default/5470212745516816024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://news.aliciabrownart.com/2012/06/stress.html' title='REFLECTION'/><author><name>Alicia Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07208254920537316319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoBkwYTIcStGAuSYJlJZpTq3exU8TUapE-Cy_ojcrWtZylfypfj7b6qYwVzY8A89-l1OPhha9XN3koaLEgy3L5Uf21l1KZNDT4TQd1HerOMZxU8eN3XJpUXITMTdzYkuPFXmVpUZLVchs/s72-c/ab-10_00.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9123375061502616290.post-8232840222521188625</id><published>2012-01-30T17:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T17:16:18.781-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cooking in the Unconsious</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; class=&quot;tr-caption-container&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
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&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Lots of things have been cooking away in my unconscious over many months.&amp;nbsp; Suddenly, it is all beginning to exhibit itself on paper.&amp;nbsp; I feel like I am practicing my scales again on the piano and the scales sometimes are moving so fast that I have to step back and let the work look at me.&amp;nbsp; It is delightful to be making new acquaintances in new ways. &lt;br /&gt;
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Discovery helps make me understand!&amp;nbsp; Onwards!&amp;nbsp;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://news.aliciabrownart.com/feeds/8232840222521188625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://news.aliciabrownart.com/2012/01/cooking-in-unconsious.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9123375061502616290/posts/default/8232840222521188625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9123375061502616290/posts/default/8232840222521188625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://news.aliciabrownart.com/2012/01/cooking-in-unconsious.html' title='Cooking in the Unconsious'/><author><name>Alicia Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07208254920537316319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy481FxoTT3eyDj8fjcyTXCSGpWyk7U-rAjE4P0Ij4DtZMwXy8c-FERKVQVRD8N2-Y_7y-JTatFcH7xepQZTzBZVn0wm5Kfj_jqi_lYeLaCX-C20fTUDwqsvcD-nT5UxMMLEuGHOG34H8/s72-c/ab-12.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9123375061502616290.post-476707441193944982</id><published>2011-09-04T14:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T14:11:41.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Experience</title><content type='html'>&quot;Only contemplated experience becomes real experience, &quot; which is the reverse of &quot;Let&#39;s go places and do things.&quot; Spinoza&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot; Art is something absolute, something positive, which gives power just as food gives power.&amp;nbsp; While creative science is mental food, art is the satisfaction of the soul.&quot;&amp;nbsp; Hans Hofmann&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot; In symphonic painting, color is the real building medium.&amp;nbsp; When color is richest, form is fullest.&quot; Cezanne&lt;br /&gt;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://news.aliciabrownart.com/feeds/476707441193944982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://news.aliciabrownart.com/2011/09/experience.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9123375061502616290/posts/default/476707441193944982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9123375061502616290/posts/default/476707441193944982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://news.aliciabrownart.com/2011/09/experience.html' title='Experience'/><author><name>Alicia Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07208254920537316319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd0cBxzMFgJmKsu0qypi1lxQP6W8HjwfZyaPNDK6mP8K59h8nJoW5xnTYWjfI4cOg2XS8wm2zr-jDyQ1ofFBCuux9VgBCzUOKbXTGpLnF46nsbBHDgw0R0B4D5IjrfE7_kW-dMRSWdXG4/s72-c/18.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9123375061502616290.post-3905271636121733624</id><published>2011-06-20T19:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T19:03:01.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Toast and thoughts</title><content type='html'>Pour bien vivre, bien aimer et laisser dire!&lt;br /&gt;
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To live well, love well and let others say what they will.&lt;br /&gt;
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Stop and look at things called distractions.&amp;nbsp; It might take one somewhere new, somewhere interesting. That is what I have been doing for a few months and I am finding something new.&lt;br /&gt;
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Waves-&lt;br /&gt;
--&quot;it is the most we know of time,&lt;br /&gt;
And it is our under music of eternity.&quot;&amp;nbsp; Galway Kinnell&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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Optimism is my HEALTH.&lt;br /&gt;
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The sea has many voices..&lt;br /&gt;
The distant rote in the granite teeth...&lt;br /&gt;
And under the oppression of the silent fog&lt;br /&gt;
The tolling bell&lt;br /&gt;
Measures time not our time, rung by the unhurried&lt;br /&gt;
Ground swell...&lt;br /&gt;
When time stops and time is never ending:&lt;br /&gt;
And the ground swell, that is and was from the beginning&lt;br /&gt;
Clangs&lt;br /&gt;
The Bell.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;---T.S. Eliot</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://news.aliciabrownart.com/feeds/6696022412977699070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://news.aliciabrownart.com/2011/04/let-it-all-begin-again.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9123375061502616290/posts/default/6696022412977699070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9123375061502616290/posts/default/6696022412977699070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://news.aliciabrownart.com/2011/04/let-it-all-begin-again.html' title='Let It All Begin Again'/><author><name>Alicia Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07208254920537316319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqw7-J6v-FrWFVIo65bpKJuRA2N4g3WvpgPbpTmERdGOKjwe0CY6EAWTUTXtjWyHqrBSe4dFYz3X_eDd48vnbZ8fBnO0NwzXE7C1vlxKGI0YGD-_3ScHNWREDQBbFbv4JTH3ijxPP-rcA/s72-c/ab-10.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9123375061502616290.post-6001515532286318426</id><published>2011-04-02T15:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T15:33:03.652-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AT THE HEART OF LIFE</title><content type='html'>&quot; At the heart of life is the flaw, the imperfection&lt;br /&gt;
Without which there would be no motion and no reason to continue.&lt;br /&gt;
At the heart of life is the knowledge of death&lt;br /&gt;
Without which there would be no boundaries and no limitation&lt;br /&gt;
And so no reason for existence or for action--and no time.&lt;br /&gt;
At the heart of life there is silence without which sound&lt;br /&gt;
Would have no meaning, nor music, and we should not hear it--&lt;br /&gt;
And this flaw, this knowledge of death, this background&lt;br /&gt;
Of silence are the form within which life is boundless,&lt;br /&gt;
Everlasting, creating, discarding destroying, always in flux,&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Desert Sanctum II &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Always changing, choosing, denying, affirming in order to discover&lt;br /&gt;
The purer Form in which the purer Freedom may have its being---&quot; &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; May Sarton</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://news.aliciabrownart.com/feeds/6001515532286318426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://news.aliciabrownart.com/2011/04/at-heart-of-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9123375061502616290/posts/default/6001515532286318426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9123375061502616290/posts/default/6001515532286318426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://news.aliciabrownart.com/2011/04/at-heart-of-life.html' title='AT THE HEART OF LIFE'/><author><name>Alicia Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07208254920537316319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0vQpkhax2Gg6Uf7EfppHqoNbPhGgesf-H6xMBvsuH8W0NJZeD-OOj864UpXD_IobHj_JAEH5b9pACUIHj8n9hIc3PADgTv4UwVOQGyk1xidhSDHwW9OCVIFtz7bl7Qf3Q32n4cixWbc8/s72-c/ab-2.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9123375061502616290.post-1935507417678119008</id><published>2011-03-26T21:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T21:34:51.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JOY</title><content type='html'>&#39;We should all do what, in the long run, gives us joy, even if it is only picking grapes or sorting the laundry.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
E.B.White&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;I know when a picture is finished when I stop looking at it and it starts looking back.&quot; Paul Klee&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5IbbuvonrH4jNZfbcfPo1r_pwThcEVv45iYnLi6VKtsPU63y-ZCR5vqfL32ue1WlqfrslDZGg741JdX0gHHW56AaQOOFAy2-dMVwH7OiBVfMtz6fmxmlud5E2uy-xrTc_Y6HNDQoaufo/s1600/5.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5IbbuvonrH4jNZfbcfPo1r_pwThcEVv45iYnLi6VKtsPU63y-ZCR5vqfL32ue1WlqfrslDZGg741JdX0gHHW56AaQOOFAy2-dMVwH7OiBVfMtz6fmxmlud5E2uy-xrTc_Y6HNDQoaufo/s320/5.jpg&quot; width=&quot;228&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Cloud&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Looking at it and wondering if it is looking back.&amp;nbsp; So, in the meantime, I will sort the laundry!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://news.aliciabrownart.com/feeds/1935507417678119008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://news.aliciabrownart.com/2011/03/joy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9123375061502616290/posts/default/1935507417678119008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9123375061502616290/posts/default/1935507417678119008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://news.aliciabrownart.com/2011/03/joy.html' title='JOY'/><author><name>Alicia Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07208254920537316319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5IbbuvonrH4jNZfbcfPo1r_pwThcEVv45iYnLi6VKtsPU63y-ZCR5vqfL32ue1WlqfrslDZGg741JdX0gHHW56AaQOOFAy2-dMVwH7OiBVfMtz6fmxmlud5E2uy-xrTc_Y6HNDQoaufo/s72-c/5.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9123375061502616290.post-6745474483044448699</id><published>2011-03-04T15:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T15:34:17.171-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anew!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align=&quot;center&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; class=&quot;tr-caption-container&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Bloom&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;The joy of creating to me is finding a way to express whatever is there at the moment or has been resting in the unconscious.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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Inspiration is my well and necessity pushes it to reality.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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The sound of rain, the fiery red March sunset against the snow, and the song of a robin urges me on. &amp;nbsp;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://news.aliciabrownart.com/feeds/6745474483044448699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://news.aliciabrownart.com/2011/03/anew.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9123375061502616290/posts/default/6745474483044448699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9123375061502616290/posts/default/6745474483044448699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://news.aliciabrownart.com/2011/03/anew.html' title='Anew!'/><author><name>Alicia Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07208254920537316319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRgxwzNrGQah5fhGCAPKQZpUZvl2Itcjcw2J4CXxN8T_1luxeNMj7arhXgz0BUpbPt9Ear3dFuurXgz5U__FyKFgy-aEXpC80oFYRhNLDdZms7P497utq-HLKz_uk8vnhYusv_VAXY0-g/s72-c/22.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9123375061502616290.post-8731837053071602189</id><published>2011-02-05T18:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T18:22:09.611-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHITE</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align=&quot;center&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; class=&quot;tr-caption-container&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Dawn to Dusk 1&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;My husband and I went to a Da Vinci exhibit in Des Moines and this quote resonated with me:&amp;nbsp; &quot;Where the spirit does not work with the mind, there is no art.&quot; Leonardo Da Vinci&lt;br /&gt;
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My world is WHITE at the moment......and what beauty it is.&amp;nbsp; An inspiration to play with white and a few additions of color.&amp;nbsp; That will be my February inspiration for new work and looking at things in new ways.&lt;br /&gt;
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My mantra for this month: &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&quot; I have nothing to say and I&#39;m saying it.&quot;&amp;nbsp; John Cage &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://news.aliciabrownart.com/feeds/8731837053071602189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://news.aliciabrownart.com/2011/02/dawn-to-dusk-1-my-husband-and-i-went-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9123375061502616290/posts/default/8731837053071602189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9123375061502616290/posts/default/8731837053071602189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://news.aliciabrownart.com/2011/02/dawn-to-dusk-1-my-husband-and-i-went-to.html' title='WHITE'/><author><name>Alicia Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07208254920537316319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-nJtjxdfyQ6Fpdf4GfUBa0dal0fT2pC8xu79IF6vT0_IxIVkrOwBHb8GXUPz_FM7DkMrTasfVjMa2PFkh_FD7ndeheod5IhRngTzAQq-RFigmwJHRtJDiqoTzGnzfoerdeKuLiIJ1OsA/s72-c/17.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9123375061502616290.post-322543566038204822</id><published>2011-01-08T08:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T09:06:34.972-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW YEAR-2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; class=&quot;tr-caption-container&quot; style=&quot;float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Where To Begin&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;---&quot;Good it is that Earth goes round the sun&lt;br /&gt;
In annual cycles, giving blessed season&lt;br /&gt;
So that we search successfully for reasons&lt;br /&gt;
Even though in some patterns we may see none.&lt;br /&gt;
So it is clear that what makes human worth&lt;br /&gt;
At least in part is learned from Mother Earth.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Kenneth E. Boulding&lt;br /&gt;
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A New Year of doing what , in the long run, gives one joy.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://news.aliciabrownart.com/feeds/322543566038204822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://news.aliciabrownart.com/2011/01/new-year-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9123375061502616290/posts/default/322543566038204822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9123375061502616290/posts/default/322543566038204822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://news.aliciabrownart.com/2011/01/new-year-2011.html' title='NEW YEAR-2011'/><author><name>Alicia Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07208254920537316319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCIhsl_j025i_pdnzc8P3bEZZqBNvTKfU52JY3Dg8I_kuI3P9xaS8OMlhpT7-48Fh5s0Py8oLZCg7H7smwsO_0riooLTo3k9YJiHM7C1P2Srnh7esHV2op5rptza0txUQgc61D8F4d4_g/s72-c/Alicia-Img0903.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9123375061502616290.post-4254689234624607068</id><published>2010-12-16T22:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T22:11:36.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;The silence was immense last night as the snow shed its blanket from above. The creek bed is so beautiful with its radiant white glitter from the sun. The deer awaits, the cardinals gather, the hawk soars above the silent woods.&amp;nbsp; A special time; one of wonder. One that makes one humble and amazed.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;PUEBLO PEAK&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Comments I jotted down from Kenny Barron, noted jazz artist in November.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&quot; Take a sequence, repeat it, lengthen it.&quot; (on improvising)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&quot;Space is a part of music.&quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&quot;Innovating is just doing it.&quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt; &quot;You find something when you don&#39;t expect it.&quot; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt; &lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://news.aliciabrownart.com/feeds/4254689234624607068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://news.aliciabrownart.com/2010/12/first-snow.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9123375061502616290/posts/default/4254689234624607068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9123375061502616290/posts/default/4254689234624607068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://news.aliciabrownart.com/2010/12/first-snow.html' title='First Snow'/><author><name>Alicia Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07208254920537316319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHqrzmRvDdOrEy9UdvpWWsvVzkr76NHAFP86eCix4lv-VtF4yjlSfXnLLtT9v5w41ZVyaK5sEIobLSaRnNX6OmmvOsrx6sQWIuqXuIcX_uM2X1xS5f5p9XpA9rp15EX7VekLazURLv1NA/s72-c/August-5.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9123375061502616290.post-428631176097263884</id><published>2010-12-04T13:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T13:39:11.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'>recovering balance</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align=&quot;center&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; class=&quot;tr-caption-container&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRZ3mOLxTTpo-U4_PeUMoWeTH4gyYEgTisp1pOB_pALoYSXB-y6QgctIckmksOesShZOFxyepgsPYpGYll55M42iHbvPZPmMr0l6HbwhL4bwmB4mLhpZpkFRf7BZ5HJs9ZkFMD1k0xHl4/s1600/Alicia-Img0902.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRZ3mOLxTTpo-U4_PeUMoWeTH4gyYEgTisp1pOB_pALoYSXB-y6QgctIckmksOesShZOFxyepgsPYpGYll55M42iHbvPZPmMr0l6HbwhL4bwmB4mLhpZpkFRf7BZ5HJs9ZkFMD1k0xHl4/s320/Alicia-Img0902.jpg&quot; width=&quot;213&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Inner Space II &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Recovering Balance&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Look to the eagle soaring,&lt;br /&gt;
Look to the snow-covered fir,&lt;br /&gt;
Look to the stars shining,&lt;br /&gt;
Look to one&#39;s own front door.&amp;nbsp; AB&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;Life begins and spirits rise,&lt;br /&gt;
and they become memories that vaporize,&lt;br /&gt;
and the vapor becomes the dreams we devise,&lt;br /&gt;
and while we are dreaming,&lt;br /&gt;
time flies.&quot; --Jimmy Webb</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://news.aliciabrownart.com/feeds/428631176097263884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://news.aliciabrownart.com/2010/12/recovering-balance.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9123375061502616290/posts/default/428631176097263884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9123375061502616290/posts/default/428631176097263884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://news.aliciabrownart.com/2010/12/recovering-balance.html' title='recovering balance'/><author><name>Alicia Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07208254920537316319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRZ3mOLxTTpo-U4_PeUMoWeTH4gyYEgTisp1pOB_pALoYSXB-y6QgctIckmksOesShZOFxyepgsPYpGYll55M42iHbvPZPmMr0l6HbwhL4bwmB4mLhpZpkFRf7BZ5HJs9ZkFMD1k0xHl4/s72-c/Alicia-Img0902.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9123375061502616290.post-2987258863535627877</id><published>2010-11-19T18:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T18:56:02.749-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SIMPLE THINGS</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align=&quot;center&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; class=&quot;tr-caption-container&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio8FVuZovSNKL3dp4_e0mGWV7ys8Gqh-IUkBddjK5igWbgDPrexh9l8R3qDkKfLZeomkmMeIN5L33GJ72INFxgiEPbyr0mWZZOxv6KiUlIT2pk5zw_GScOlEpMG1iJvlhwleiox9R9thg/s1600/7.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio8FVuZovSNKL3dp4_e0mGWV7ys8Gqh-IUkBddjK5igWbgDPrexh9l8R3qDkKfLZeomkmMeIN5L33GJ72INFxgiEPbyr0mWZZOxv6KiUlIT2pk5zw_GScOlEpMG1iJvlhwleiox9R9thg/s320/7.jpg&quot; width=&quot;225&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Memento I &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;This afternoon I washed some wonderfully delicious grapes. I shared them with my husband. This evening I received, via Fed Ex a Chinese Silver Chest that was a gift to my mother from my father. Giving, receiving.&amp;nbsp; These are special moments in our lives ....and more so when it is not anticipated.&amp;nbsp; I will oil the chest, and clean all the dusty nooks and crannies out of respect for my mother and father and what they gave me, far beyond this piece of carved wood.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This silver chest I will cherish.&amp;nbsp; It holds many memories.&amp;nbsp; The grapes i shared with my husband will also be a memory put aside, but one that goes into a chest of memories.&amp;nbsp; Simple moments, simple things.:</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://news.aliciabrownart.com/feeds/2987258863535627877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://news.aliciabrownart.com/2010/11/simple-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9123375061502616290/posts/default/2987258863535627877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9123375061502616290/posts/default/2987258863535627877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://news.aliciabrownart.com/2010/11/simple-things.html' title='SIMPLE THINGS'/><author><name>Alicia Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07208254920537316319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio8FVuZovSNKL3dp4_e0mGWV7ys8Gqh-IUkBddjK5igWbgDPrexh9l8R3qDkKfLZeomkmMeIN5L33GJ72INFxgiEPbyr0mWZZOxv6KiUlIT2pk5zw_GScOlEpMG1iJvlhwleiox9R9thg/s72-c/7.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9123375061502616290.post-4118867877661633406</id><published>2010-11-14T12:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T12:32:42.481-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Change In the Weather</title><content type='html'>This week reminded one of change.&amp;nbsp; Warm sunny days became windy chilly days.&amp;nbsp; On those recent warm days one was free to move without the mantle of a coat; now one is in a cocoon of down to keep the body warm.&amp;nbsp; Gelato isn&#39;t as appealing now as a cup of warm tea; citrus fragrances give way to those with sandalwood and musk. Leaves crackle and acorns crunch under my feet and the softness of the green grass becomes less apparent.&amp;nbsp; Change, life---going out, coming in----change.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&quot;Circling the Cross&quot;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&quot;Weather is a great bluffer.&amp;nbsp; I guess the same is true of our human society--Things can look dark, then a break shows in the clouds, and all is changed. &quot;&amp;nbsp; E.B.White</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://news.aliciabrownart.com/feeds/4118867877661633406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://news.aliciabrownart.com/2010/11/change-in-weather.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9123375061502616290/posts/default/4118867877661633406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9123375061502616290/posts/default/4118867877661633406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://news.aliciabrownart.com/2010/11/change-in-weather.html' title='Change In the Weather'/><author><name>Alicia Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07208254920537316319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5f7i7Mg43jpDoGXCjfno4UyEhCB_IW818bXd9YkNiZtk_p7Ci4OI4CrHsvJmCIsR4gRs-QMlvPB_dYHmsu84gYV19LZSfWOV28q-97OFgA4o-eUx6wynji3fbFCQ9xqBgninMHFH6k5s/s72-c/1.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9123375061502616290.post-757137253401934400</id><published>2010-11-05T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T08:08:58.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts to Reflect  Upon</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&quot;Looking is being part of the fire of the sun: seeing is understanding how much we belong to flame.&amp;nbsp; The one is &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;passive and involves no responsibility; the other actively acknowledges a debt to change.&amp;nbsp; For those who see, everything is a welcome surprise.&quot;&amp;nbsp; Alvaro Cardona-Hine&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&quot;Creativity is the defeat of habit by originality&quot;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Arthur Koestler&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZ5VxA3wTJjq-5mYIyFwRvJC9DC_jFattd-qNfW5tsGbHMneHwNfxSxt0_7h7mbTpNYq8ElNfxVvx-dSgWmwTjqKHkkQApeVTz8ZJj1Y_vRgRnGTUCWcumR9vO3AHYwNY5nnvJ_UoYqds/s1600/19.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;224&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZ5VxA3wTJjq-5mYIyFwRvJC9DC_jFattd-qNfW5tsGbHMneHwNfxSxt0_7h7mbTpNYq8ElNfxVvx-dSgWmwTjqKHkkQApeVTz8ZJj1Y_vRgRnGTUCWcumR9vO3AHYwNY5nnvJ_UoYqds/s320/19.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Continuum&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;b&gt;&quot; If we amplify everything, we hear nothing&quot; Jon Stewart&lt;/b&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://news.aliciabrownart.com/feeds/757137253401934400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://news.aliciabrownart.com/2010/11/thoughts-to-reflect-upon.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9123375061502616290/posts/default/757137253401934400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9123375061502616290/posts/default/757137253401934400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://news.aliciabrownart.com/2010/11/thoughts-to-reflect-upon.html' title='Thoughts to Reflect  Upon'/><author><name>Alicia Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07208254920537316319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZ5VxA3wTJjq-5mYIyFwRvJC9DC_jFattd-qNfW5tsGbHMneHwNfxSxt0_7h7mbTpNYq8ElNfxVvx-dSgWmwTjqKHkkQApeVTz8ZJj1Y_vRgRnGTUCWcumR9vO3AHYwNY5nnvJ_UoYqds/s72-c/19.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9123375061502616290.post-2104784214127937492</id><published>2010-10-29T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T08:56:28.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TIME TO THINK = TIME TO BE</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align=&quot;center&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; class=&quot;tr-caption-container&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4WJuBkOqPY3JqvtYthYavE-9loJ0HFNZC5AxC5QJFgRmKX6HQ7RUlwLRRmjU3ww0opUiKOYcjRXFM2ZTUl-USe9UhIpIW3lr9JX_gU1YKI7QiPzsIlwYDWYev7qsnAChAWbEprWTYCB4/s320/August-5.jpg&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;&quot; width=&quot;244&quot; /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Pueblo Peak&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4WJuBkOqPY3JqvtYthYavE-9loJ0HFNZC5AxC5QJFgRmKX6HQ7RUlwLRRmjU3ww0opUiKOYcjRXFM2ZTUl-USe9UhIpIW3lr9JX_gU1YKI7QiPzsIlwYDWYev7qsnAChAWbEprWTYCB4/s1600/August-5.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I feel like a pitcher half empty.&amp;nbsp; Give oneself the time to think and reflect.&amp;nbsp; That brings a relaxation into the next stroke of the brush..the next shape that evolves.&amp;nbsp; Reading E.B.White.&amp;nbsp; These are three I have thought about a lot this week.&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot; Where there is an unknowable there is a promise.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot; The world is full of people who have never, since childhood, met an open doorway with an open mind.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot; Be obscure clearly.&quot;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://news.aliciabrownart.com/feeds/2104784214127937492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://news.aliciabrownart.com/2010/10/time-to-think-time-to-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9123375061502616290/posts/default/2104784214127937492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9123375061502616290/posts/default/2104784214127937492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://news.aliciabrownart.com/2010/10/time-to-think-time-to-be.html' title='TIME TO THINK = TIME TO BE'/><author><name>Alicia Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07208254920537316319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4WJuBkOqPY3JqvtYthYavE-9loJ0HFNZC5AxC5QJFgRmKX6HQ7RUlwLRRmjU3ww0opUiKOYcjRXFM2ZTUl-USe9UhIpIW3lr9JX_gU1YKI7QiPzsIlwYDWYev7qsnAChAWbEprWTYCB4/s72-c/August-5.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9123375061502616290.post-5267462122561691028</id><published>2010-10-26T18:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T18:37:09.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother Nature Speaks Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align=&quot;center&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; class=&quot;tr-caption-container&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;CIRCLING THE CROSS &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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A favorite quote of mine from Allan Houser to his students...but it pertains to all of us who are perpetual students.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&quot;As soon as you can, find yourself,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;your own way of expressing what you want to say.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Eventually it will come, and you will have your own identity then, and you will start creating things that you feel deeply about inside.&quot;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/b&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://news.aliciabrownart.com/feeds/5267462122561691028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://news.aliciabrownart.com/2010/10/mother-nature-speaks-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9123375061502616290/posts/default/5267462122561691028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9123375061502616290/posts/default/5267462122561691028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://news.aliciabrownart.com/2010/10/mother-nature-speaks-today.html' title='Mother Nature Speaks Today'/><author><name>Alicia Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07208254920537316319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgs0VwUzes5prwQEp8oXYE3ge3Z-2zMpeq9LZpkn6M9epC-KgwrtX6KimeILnM8e9YomQUFFAC0-A3JPM-CJfteZqGEWjdF3n7GIbwNZwOIM3KjlIj9btcw5qYi8Nagnxoh48676BjZoLM/s72-c/2.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9123375061502616290.post-1856556350141215409</id><published>2010-10-14T11:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T11:38:33.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'>INSPIRATION</title><content type='html'>The image of the pulley taking out the miners in the San Jose mine gave me ideas to put to canvas&amp;nbsp; in the next weeks ahead.&amp;nbsp; The light in the shaft below, the circular wheel, the strength of the iron pillars.&amp;nbsp; I was moved by watching the repeated mechanics of this machine bringing out human life.&amp;nbsp; The images of the mine workers and their families leads to an old African proverb:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;table align=&quot;center&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; class=&quot;tr-caption-container&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Desert Starlight &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjCwzZiOzXvNYsixda00FwndC_b1NRRx5ny09uVyH8drYa87-BYbdSwLEvMKgh5ME7xmEAvJLI2hcQCsDrJ6HAqrkMBeCHpDpfUgmUA_nre8nG0iVtDwirAEoBNOqaTOC0n1Hx8AQsJUw/s1600/August-3.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&quot;Let us take care of the children, for they have a long way to go.&amp;nbsp; Let us take care of the elders, for they have come a long way.&amp;nbsp; Let us take care of those in between, for they are doing the work. &quot;&lt;/b&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://news.aliciabrownart.com/feeds/1856556350141215409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://news.aliciabrownart.com/2010/10/inspiration.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9123375061502616290/posts/default/1856556350141215409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9123375061502616290/posts/default/1856556350141215409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://news.aliciabrownart.com/2010/10/inspiration.html' title='INSPIRATION'/><author><name>Alicia Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07208254920537316319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjCwzZiOzXvNYsixda00FwndC_b1NRRx5ny09uVyH8drYa87-BYbdSwLEvMKgh5ME7xmEAvJLI2hcQCsDrJ6HAqrkMBeCHpDpfUgmUA_nre8nG0iVtDwirAEoBNOqaTOC0n1Hx8AQsJUw/s72-c/August-3.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9123375061502616290.post-1563517575948960091</id><published>2010-10-07T18:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T18:04:46.628-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Glorious Light</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align=&quot;center&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; class=&quot;tr-caption-container&quot; style=&quot;float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Coyote Moon &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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The light seared the fields this early afternoon--white was never whiter and the leaves are beginning to sing.&amp;nbsp; Listened to two IWP writers this afternoon.&amp;nbsp; The imagery they use motivates my own.&lt;br /&gt;
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Just finished reading &quot;Driftless&quot; by David Rhodes.&amp;nbsp; Layers upon layers of sentiment and visual landscape paintings.&amp;nbsp; One feels they are there and often looking in, but also participating.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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Heading for Amana tomorrow morning to take in another fall day before it is put to rest.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Yesterday is history &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Tomorrow a mystery, but today is a gift.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;That&#39;s why they call it &quot;the present&quot;&amp;nbsp; --Jiri Kylian &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi57UpdKtEuIe1CsyKCHuXDGQMDIxLMPFeDI_Ofe-waBpLY4eyOkYXm43ClGbsnzHFcWPUpl5JnP8BnxTTyDUNiTTg7txcP3XzBc2usJIoqW07E2-bZUL5cuARA7Dis5of_BN0GSn1VLs8/s1600/August-2.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://news.aliciabrownart.com/feeds/1563517575948960091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://news.aliciabrownart.com/2010/10/glorious-light.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9123375061502616290/posts/default/1563517575948960091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9123375061502616290/posts/default/1563517575948960091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://news.aliciabrownart.com/2010/10/glorious-light.html' title='Glorious Light'/><author><name>Alicia Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07208254920537316319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi57UpdKtEuIe1CsyKCHuXDGQMDIxLMPFeDI_Ofe-waBpLY4eyOkYXm43ClGbsnzHFcWPUpl5JnP8BnxTTyDUNiTTg7txcP3XzBc2usJIoqW07E2-bZUL5cuARA7Dis5of_BN0GSn1VLs8/s72-c/August-2.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9123375061502616290.post-2356605296086406613</id><published>2010-10-05T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T17:11:05.301-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UPCOMING GROUP SHOW - Images of the Southwest</title><content type='html'>Michael Johnson, black and white photographer, Marcia Wegman, pastel artist and myself look at the Southwestern landscape.&amp;nbsp; The show is a part of Iowa City 2010 Fall Gallery Walk and is on view at MidWestOne Bank at 102 South Clinton.&amp;nbsp; Opening is: Friday, October 8 from 5-8PM.&lt;br /&gt;
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The show will continue to December 15.&amp;nbsp; Hours are 9-5 Mon.-Fri.&lt;br /&gt;
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Fall shows its glorious face as it bids farewell to summer.&amp;nbsp; The urge to nest is coming on,so that means more time in the studio! &amp;nbsp; It also means &quot;oatmeal&quot; time!&lt;br /&gt;
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