One of the most important—and most neglected—elements in the beginnings of the interior life is the ability to respond to reality, see the value and the beauty in ordinary things.~Thomas Merton~White picture framesWithSky blue matsHold Picassos of theBrown brick building Across the streetWarbled in old glassThings are not always What they appearTo be.

Art is the demonstration that the ordinary is extraordinary.~Amedee Ozenfant~Sun on browning sycamore leaves—leavesmein awe—in autumn.How can such tones,Colors of sunrises and sunsets,be held so surelyin thin driedpaper shapes?Round yellow seed ballspop out on stage to join the showto dance—the dance.

Enjoy the music of the world—crickets, wind, children and all the sounds that make life here on earth so rich.~Candy Paull~Wind sings a song of its own;There is the percussion shimmer of dry leaves,The whoosh of pine like the swoosh of cymbals,I hear the clarinet hum—wind wuthering around the wallsThe flutey note when a gust... Continue Reading →