Features July 31st 2011

My theme for this week is women and winged creatures (e.g. birds and butterflies). No particular reason except that after more than one image I liked contained these elements I decided to continue in the same vein. Enjoy!


Butterfly
by fotowagner


Hope
by Elvenspot


Those Watchful Eyes
by Matteo Pontonutti


Branwen
by MoonSpiral


The Owl Lady’s Midnight
by MaureenTillman


The Crow Knows
by MaureenTillman

 
Girl with Magpie
by Sybille Sterk


there was a girl ..
by Alenka Co


COLOUR IS THE BEST FRIEND OF BEAUTY
by GittiArt


Keep Dreaming
by AngiandSilas


So Close…
by Sandra Bauser Digital Art

From Rebecca Tun

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Features for 27th March 2011 – Psychological Landscapes

I recently launched a challenge called ‘Psychological Landscapes’, so in continuation of that theme I’ve chosen 12 artworks which depict an imaginary scene and use symbolic elements of the scenery as metaphors for an internal state or and introspective narrative. (I’ve had two feature sessions in a row now where I’ve just featured images and no writing, so next time it’s my turn I’ll make a point of focusing on written pieces!)

Possibilities by Tara Lemana
I like the serene simplicity of this piece and its dreamlike quality, while it also gives a sense of loneliness and grandeur.
Possibilities by Tara Lemana

Cold Comfort by Graeme Hindmarsh
This surreal and minimalist piece explores “isolation and alienation in the modern world” (Graeme Hindmarsh). Despite its simplicity it contains many messages and it’s the sort of piece that you could look at for a while. Interesting and original work!
Cold Comfort by Graeme Hindmarsh

My way by Jacky
This image along with its title conveys such a dramatic sense of directionality, with its use of leading lines to the vanishing point on the horizon both in the skyscape and the landscape. It’s striking in its energy, boldness and richness.
My way by Jacky

No Name by Manolya F.
This piece conveys a powerful message and seems open to various interpretations. One commentator eloquently said “We either walk into despair or into hope. From the darkend sky there appears great light and energy that seems to recharge the water. Perhaps going into it will somehow recharge us in the process. You choose.” (RoyAllenHunt)
No Name by Manolya F.

without my wings by strawberries
strawberries says that this image was inspired by Britney Spears’ song ‘Everytime’. I think it’s a beautiful song and this is a fantastic, darkly stylish interpretation of it!
without my wings by strawberries

And when the Clock stops.. by Matteo Pontonutti
“…how will they remember me?” Like a lot of Matteo Pontonutti‘s work this has a cold feeling of enormity about it, with its use of huge barren landscapes – this time exploring the stark and overwhelming fact of mortality.
And when the Clock stops.. by Matteo Pontonutti

Echoes…. by Carol Knudsen
This image was inspired by the Pink Floyd song ‘Echoes’ which starts with the lyrics “Overhead the albatross hangs motionless upon the air / And deep beneath the rolling waves / In labyrinths of coral caves / The echo of a distant tide / Comes willowing across the sand”. I love the cool melancholy in this picture. An inspired and inspiring piece.
Echoes.... by Carol Knudsen

endless solitary by vampvamp
A beautiful and poetic image, brilliant use of white space. There is something very philosophical about it…
endless solitary by vampvamp

the perplexity of L O S T by Fiery-Fire
Inspired by Salvador Dali, this surreal piece combines natural, emotive symbolism with fantastical symbolism, combining the realistic with the impossible to create a rather perplexing and intriguing image!
the perplexity of L O S T by Fiery-Fire

Cirrus by Randy Monteith
‘Cirrus clouds are cloud characterized by thin, wisplike strands, often bunched into tufts’ (says Wikipedia). I don’t know how to interpret this picture myself, but I just love its fresh, airy, bright and breezy feel.
Cirrus by Randy Monteith

Rising against…. by nanaris
This has such a feminine, earthy appeal and tells an intriguing story which can be interpreted in many ways…
Rising against.... by nanaris

Drowning in a Sea of Tears by Sandra Bauser Digital Art
I’ve had my eye on this piece for a while, waiting for an opportunity to feature it. It’s beautifully emotive and the crisp quality of the processing is sublime…
Drowning in a Sea of Tears by Sandra Bauser Digital Art

–from Rebecca Tun

Challenge winners – “Monochrome, but not B&W”, December 10th 2010

“This challenge is for artwork and photographs which pretty much only involve one colour, but we are not looking for black & white or grayscale photos or drawings here.
For example…
It might be a monochrome photograph in the sense of being e.g. sepia, ambrotype, cyanotype, either originally or through a post-processing filter.
Or it could be any sort of digital image which has been given a hue, colour cast or some kind of filter so that all the colour in the images consists of different shades of one colour.
Or it might simply be that the subject matter of the photo, painting or drawing involves almost or completely one colour.
Or it colour be any digital image which has been so reduced in saturation, brilliance or contrast that each shade barely differs from grey.
I am taking the word ‘colour’ to mean not black or white. Black and white can be thought of as the darkest and lightest shade of any given colour.
Monochrome means almost the same thing as duotone!”

We have two winners for the “Monochrome, but not B&W” challenge: Berns, with A Blue Day, and Ivy Izzard, with The Web.

A Blue Day by Berns
A Blue Day

This beautiful image of Oliva Beach, Valencia, Spain is a great example of how the use of one colour can give a calm and dreamlike overall quality to an image. The subtle variation in the blues of the distant mountains receding into the mist is perfectly complemented by the sharper light and dark contrast which captures the crispness of the waves so effectively. And the simple, silhouetted figure in the middle distance gives the image a story.

The Web by Ivy Izzard
The Web

This is a lovely example of how choosing one narrow part of the colour spectrum and working with that can produce a stylish and evocative image. The masterful use of bluish greys for the soft but fine shading in this picture is part of what gives the image its mysterious feel, as the figure seems to be literally emerging from the foliage. I think this is a beautifully romantic and charming picture.

Congratulations to both our winners, who are now featured members for a while!

Features 8-30-10

This week I am going with a theme of the dreamworld and the subconscious mind. We often dream to vent out our fears and stresses from our waking lives. I was looking for images that were dreamy, spiritual, and surreal; and also ones dealing with our deepest fears. Writing, especially poetry, is often dreamy and full of subconscious imagery. I tried to pick writing that dealt with two of our biggest themes in dreams, death and love. Some of the writing just sounded like a dream feels.
I will start with the image that inspired the theme:
Power of dream
Power of a Dream by LisaMM

I Give You My Flower by Linaji

I am giving you my flower,
Because I feel your seed explode
The cosmos gets lonely on Saturday.

My flower has a shameless smell that may
conjure you a dream
This dream will give you strength

Where you are I have been
The soil was rich with nitrates and oxides
But come certain times of the year
That soil turns to dust

You are left to fend for yourself
And the barren garden burns your
Eyes and nose

So come over here and let me hold your
Hand, let me just understand
And give you my flower.

Linaji 2010

Dolphin
Dolphin Dreaming by Angel Gold

The Crescent Moon by JetMannHenry
Tonight

You will lay;
Alone
on the crescent moon.

Leave yourself behind.

Tonight

I will play
vigorously
in the memory of..

Love

in the memory of…

Us

in the memory of….

You

Tonight

We will stay,
masked in the shadows
dancing on mood dust
running on crevises
sleeping alone
on the surface of..
the crescent moon. ©

Seum
Seum by vampvamp

Unfolded Down-Under by Lenny Carpet Cleaner

spring is the rising of the leaves
the thinning out of Steves

jack and jill lying on a roll
fit for the uranium pit

licking up the frost off the clit of now
the hills are alive with the likes of you

beyond the outsiders, momentary gods
trip the liff of thought, vanity’s fete

of course you can stay
august is really the month of may

holy spirit! blasphemed the puritan
tan 61 degrees is just a PhD

oh, it’s a long way to the prawn shop
if you beget to sell Johann’s Seoul

dude looks like a lady
but(t) the lady is a tramp
tom thumb waits, I just can’t

a tragicomedy reversed
the cacophony of
well meant rehearsals, a-ha!

“time for elevenses?”
the buck stops here.

steel breast
Steel Breast Light Arms by Rosa Cobos

When Nothing Is A Good Thing by Sandy Sutton

They tell me that
having nothing is
good for the soul
being nothing is different
the art of having nothing is
refreshing
replenishing
it makes you realise
who you are
when you may
count yourself
as possessions
and a figure on paper
that is an accrued
total of your fiscal wealth
the art of having nothing is
an accrued total
of you
of your
accomplishments
of your good deeds
and your bad
it is the thing
you will carry
with you when
the end is near
when in your fear
you realise
that it’s your
vision of yourself
that matters
in the end
not your possessions
not your money
not even the love you see
in the eyes of your children
or even their children
for that matter

it is the art of you
the art of life
the paintings you create
within yourself
the sculpture
you have created
out of you
for you and only
you
the image
you have of
you
is the only you
that matters

It Is You

Judgement
Judgement by Martin Muir

Stalks
It Stalks All of Us by Berns

But to die in the joy of knowing that I pursued my dream to the end or just the beautiful beginning by Blanchot

How poor a creature he must be who in his last moment cries out,
“But if only, I had followed my heart, eschewing the cold logic of my head and the creeping ice of the compartmental crypt so soon to be?”

I refuse that being.
I refuse his cowardice and the stale scent of the pillow at his side.

Rather, I celebrate my dream: realized!
I steadfastly refuse all issue of doubt:
“Do you have any idea what you are in for?”

Fools to have even asked: for my answer can only be a celebration of the equivocal. Nonetheless an unprecedented celebration it damn will be.
“Yes, I am ‘in for’ a love sublime: a love, which most will approach only in the perfection of nature’s allowance of the summer peach’s nectar.”
“No, for I am also in for an adventure the likes of which would make a proud woman of Scheherazade herself.”

Will I make it through the thousand and one nights?
“Seek thy oracle not in this stone abode.”
Will I live every night I have to the fullest?
“You’re goddamn right!”

While the life of the mind may well appear—as it so often did to me—the apogee of human achievement; it is only through the chambers of the heart that transcendence sings its siren’s song.

Long live the heart!
Mysteries, joys, pains, and all; glorify the hymn of love and of lovers!

© 08/25/09

goddess
Goddess of Light by Scott Black

Challenge winners: the six-word memoir / Brilliant Blurs (updated)

Happy Towel Day, everyone! We need to celebrate this very creative day with a couple of announcements: as we had previously shared with you, the six-word memoir is a force to be reckoned with. Nebsy knows all about this, and that’s why she was voted Six-Word Memoir challenge winner with this gem:

“Eat your cookie before it crumbles”.

Another six-word memoirs that was destined for greatness: “Suck it up Princess, Right now!” (Sonya Smith).

Also, the Brilliant Blurs challenge also has a winner… times 2: babibell and her stunning blurrific photo Jump.

Gavin Nolan and his Final Flight were also honored by the TBF voters.

Features 4-18-10

I am so excited to do my first round of features in TBF, but it was definately not easy.  The quality of art and writing in this group is superb.  Narrowing it down to 6 pieces of art and 6 pieces of writing is an incredibly hard job.  I tried to pick writing that not only grabbed at my emotions, but was lyrical and had a deeper; almost mythical meaning.  I chose art that either had layers of symbolism to bring out emotion, or deep emotions that were right on the surface of the work with no need for symbolism.  Some of the work managed to do both.  I hope you enjoy all of this work as much as I did.

"KAUS" by Mimi Yoon

“KAUS” by Mimi Yoon grabbed me on too many levels to mention. Mimi is one of the most prolific artists on Red Bubble and always amazes me. Lately her work has been addressing deeper issues. This work points to the disruption between the dichotomies of science and religion in such a incredibly emotional way.
Her work goes well with the words of Cosimopiro:
THIS IS MY LIFE
I have but an inkling of a divine spark,
it’s purpose I know not.
In truth I am a young soul,
infant,
trying to learn the way of this world.
I go about my daily rituals
like a zen master
yet wonder if I should do more.
If reincarnation
is the order of the day
then this journey I feel
is just opening the first door.
And what of sacrifice?
What must I surrender
to save this world from itself?
The cross I bear
will it suffice?
No,
I tell you,
I am but still a foetus
awaiting to be born,
my only nourishment
is the love of the womb
that houses
my fragile form.

"I want to be" by Magpie Magic

Magpie’s work so beautifully symbolizes transformation as the woman reaches up for the light. The power of this image almost surpasses it’s beauty.

Erika’s beautiful poem “mi luna” is like a enduring song written for moonlight. Also she include the word moonspirals in it, so of course it had my attention. Even without her inserting my username in there, I would have been captivated.

Mi Luna
I scribble
sandlines of secrets
into my hands

the ones I whisper to you

who would’ve thought that I would never be a foreign language to you?

always dreaming of hieroglyphs
and ancient tongues
that taste like tree sap

moving in a golden river,
words flowing in comet form

but I’ve always wondered about stars
especially
the ones
that pour down
your eyes

and make moonspirals
of dark gravity

that leave me

breathless

I see
your handwriting
moving in your soul
like memorized poetry

whispering

like a prayer –

sacred

quiet

hauntingly beautiful
like a broken piano

and

murmuring

like darting fish
in a holy book

you always told me to believe
and when I search for the moon

I do believe

who would have known that my eyes would be born again
at the sight of you?

for you’re the moon
spilling
through the darkness
carving
stars in my hands
because you know my words aren’t foreign

they’re the same as yours

you take my blindness
and turn it into constellations
because you say there are galaxies buried in the future

and you’ve showed me your silver veins in the night sky
in the sandlines of our palms
because you say we’ll need our maps for dreams

you make a hole of light
in my abyss for us to sleep in

and create songs
only
a heart could understand

you always tell me
to believe

and when I look at you

my moon

I do believe

"Remember" by Tania Losada

“Remember” by Tania Losada is an amazing capture of emotion. I am a total sucker for beautiful portraits like this, and especially when there is strong emotion focussed on the eyes.

tight rope-walker’s poem was lyrical with mythical references and poignantly speaks about our current times.

The Tower of Shittim
In the time of my indulgence
You look after and before
With the inclination of
Doctor Jekyll and Mr Hyde
Wicked winds whisper secretly
“Its smarter to confide”
Oh but, you sell sea shells
Floating, out by
The Dead Sea shore
Chased by Prince Caspian
And the chill of the sun
On the back of waves
Of frequent mutiny crews
Executed instantly
Like the heart-attack hairs
Of unspeakable family feuds
Fish fingered
Not wanting anymore

I gaze into confessions
Of the wild flowers
Fighting in the night
I see every leaf that’s falling
And Ruth amongst the yellow
Alien delight.
Venus erected perfectly
Inside the floodlit mirror
Of events currently
Arranged. Sitting back
While Pandora’s glory box
Falls into the hands
Of Bathsheba’s exponential
Spelling mistake.
Held together by
Delilah’s imaginary face
Green eyes tied at both ends
With untugged strands of fear
Punched out by the holy weeds
Of overcrowded tears
And then choking
On the brown envelope
Of unlicked despair
Simply to cut off what some…
The fishermen supply

The zealous priest
Raw with peace
Though not indifferent
To temporarily
Lack direction more
Builds an envious journey
Of unaccountable stairs
Now, up standing
At laughter’s doorway
Barely on patrol
With your disjointed thieves
Arguing politics, just
Hanging around
Having heard Barabbas pass
Overhead, he won’t listen to
The popular harp that’s cold
Blinded too by reigns held
In storey time or fall
Seeing plainly salt and
Servants cannot prostitute
What the Jews have not sold
A cruel, twisted sea of red
Which Time was not required
To unfold.

"Amy" by Mariska

Mariska’s Amy is like a classical work full of passion and emotion. Her keen eye for color and composition are clear in this masterful piece.

I loved the imagery in Arcadia Tempest’s poem.
Seed, ripe, eat, plant
i am the authentic infant woman
laugh with me
truly
let’s laugh together
thoughts the nestle of a new womb
a new conception of me

looking at my past buds
long deliberate breaths press
opening and closing books
feeding my eyes
my mind strolling hungry
a tree talked of fruit to me
i forgot to keep listening
sadness the barren fruit

my belt now notched in years
worn with dignity
the circle blossoms a new harvest
i have grown to reach the fruit
i want to share
it is my need

authentic seeds
fertile from the kiss of friendship
growing my future heart
i want to care
it is my seed

i remember the language of trees
seed, ripe, eat, plant
seed, ripe, eat, plant

© K S Hardy 2010

"Triumph of Love" by Ming Myaskovsky

Ming’s work always garners my attention. It shows raw emotion in a Piccasso-esque fashion. Her bold use of color reflects her passion.

The next piece of writing is by Trenchtownrock and shows his amazing talent with picking the right words to induce a feeling. He paints impressionistic paintings with his words.
I Don’t Want to fall in Love
Love came in a Spanish calypso
with sonnets written under a Guantanamo Bay’s moon
it was smoking a Cuban cigar
filled with verses written by romantic poets
blowing clouds of carnival sounds
trying to rewrite the notes to my heart
I almost fell prey
to the sweet tongue kissing my heaven
but then I was awakened from the hypnotic loving
before it stole my rebel
leaving me like those badass poets
who once wrote the history of America with their hungry teeth
volcanic lyrics that made the devil retreat under words
they can now be seen on road side
foaming at the mouth like Macbeth
after interpreting the wrong voodoo
writing love messages in bottles
searching for that predator
who feasted on their hearts
very shortly they will die
cause that is what love will do
filling your inkwell with roses and soft tunes
making you forget to cry
feel the beating heart from graves
of men whose bravery still bleed on my page
I don’t want to fall in love
and have it take away the pain
yesterday needs unearthing
and tomorrow needs replanting.

"Survivor" by Martha Andreatos

Martha’s work is highly powerful. She chose to show the beauty in a body that has been mangled by cancer. The figurative work alone is beautiful, but the message it sends speaks of the human condition.

Matthew Dawkins writing also speaks of a survivor, one that has to survive the mediocrity of others.

Judging

The thought of thinking that anyone is judging me, makes me worry about the time they are wasting, thinking about me. I don’t want to feel peering eyes or inquisitive minds. Thoughts of being seen in what could be a trendy state of mind, frightens me into feeling that I must act in a way that makes persona look better yet imposes havoc upon the soul.

My opinions are my own, yet they feel suppressed by the society I have surrounded myself with. I have lost the respect that I have shed sweat, blood, and tears to gain. Is the prospect of a brighter future ahead that makes us try another day?

Everyday you wake up is a day you put on your daily skin of the days of the past. Your concern is to cleanse your under skin so that it looks like your outer skin, thus hiding the skeletons of your closet. Fend off and contort your inner demon to reflect your inept ability to change your soul.

Vile, unholy, yet lacking self-pity. They believe in what they’ve done so unjustly that their soul has no meaning. They feel nothing. They have little to no purpose.
The only substance worth fighting for is your wholehearted, deep-rooted belief that your opinions are sound and true to what you think is…

It’s not the idea to believe in but the idea to believe.

Thanks for reading everyone,
Tammy (Moonspiral)

TBF welcomes MsDebbie

Touched By Fire’s Latest Blogger!

I’m so excited to see Touched By Fire growing exponentially. In order to keep up the pace I’m excited to announce we have another blogger joining us. MsDebbie, as she is known on the bubble, has been a member of RedBubble for nearly a year and has made herself quite cozy. She’s a highly motivated and emotive writer who shares her inspirations with everyone that she comes across. My first impressions of Deb were her sincerely supportive and sweet comments that she would leave for others writings. She always leaves an artist feeling worthy, like what they shared was truly valued.

Deb is definitely a woman on the prowl for inspiration in everything around her. She is a lover of poetry, music, art, books, thinking, challenges, conversations, and so much more. She will be sharing with us commentary on poetry, art, motivational thoughts, and whatever else floats through her dreamy beautiful mind.

And to use a quote that she uses “The aim of life is to live, and to live means to be aware, joyously, drunkenly, serenely, divinely aware” – Henry Miller. So here’s to having our joyous, aware, and divine Debbie join us – welcome Deb, we already love you!

p.s. don’t forget to check out her bubble page to see her art, writings, and journal ramblings!

touched by fire group in redbubble

I’m so excited to say that another step in taking this blog to the next level has launched this week. touched by fire the group is open for business on redbubble.

The focus of the group harmonizes with the focus of this blog – to discuss and appreciate art that affects people in profound ways. It will be open to all genres of art – writing, photography, graphic design, drawing, painting, and photo manipulation, etc… The stronger an emotion, feeling, or thought comes across in the piece, the more likely it is to wind up on the blog and/or be featured.

We also hope to bring relevant information such as how-to’s, tips, information, contest and publication opportunities, and marketing and sales expertise. The internet, blogs, and social networking has changed in such a powerful way that the opportunity to make money doing what you love (your art) is much more easily at your fingertips.

If you are a member of the redbubble community, please considering joining our fledgling group and being a part of what we call ‘reimagining the world’. If you are an artist but not a member of redbubble I strongly recommend it – it’s like facebook for artists. By becoming a member of our group, you will be part of a wonderful collection of talented artists and giving friends that will support each other and marvel at the world we create within our art. You will also be taking a step forward in promoting your art within the community and the rest of the world. It’s good to be seen.

Check out TOUCHED BY FIRE – THE GROUP.

Please enjoy a slideshow of the first weeks featured pieces – please visit the group to enjoy more wonderful art by these and other artists.

ShadowDancers Journey – RedBubble’s Gallery

If you’re like me, you check the RedBubble’s homepage daily. It’s definitely a huge honor in the RedBubble community to be a ‘chosen one’ who has their art exhibited on the front page along with other carefully selected pieces that, both combined and alone, titillate the senses. The home page feature is a fantastic way to bring attention to the many styles and artists on the bubble. It has been a driving tool for me to find my own personal favorite pieces and artists.

Many people often wonder how the layouts for the homepage gets chosen. It’s actually up to one of RB’s staff, an admin, who signs in as the enigma RED, to choose the layout for the day. If you pay close attention, you might even begin to understand the different styles of the admins and be able to tell when the staff member changes up.

There is a great forum on RB – Choose The RedBubble Home Page – that allows its own community members to make suggestions for the homepage. Thanks to the good graces of RB’s admins, they often use layouts suggested from this thread. Over time, a great number of community members have participated in having their collective choice featured on the main page. Some of them are core staples of the thread – they daily spend loads of time putting together terrific mini galleries for our viewing pleasure. Other times people stop in perchance after being inspired by a theme, artist, or group.

As the thread continued to grow, some of the ‘regulars’ often found themselves wanting to keep track of past layouts, both as a form of record and as a tribute to the beauty as an art piece. It was then that community member Sanne Thijs decided to create a blog that tracks each home page, along with who put it together.

The blog RedBubble Homepages is actually a beautiful gallery of the art that is the RB main page. I asked Sanne about her blog and the reaction from it.

She starts by explaining what motivated her to do the blog: “I saw many homepages coming and going and it was sad in a way because they are artpieces on their own and would never be seen again. So i started the blog, putting every homepage that was on it. I also labeled each layout with the person that suggested it along with search words. Lots of people were very happy with that because sometimes they had missed it. It is a moment to shine, being on the homepage, and it is no fun if you miss it.”

She went on to explain that, since most of us have busy lives and can’t log on every day, many times a persons art is on the home page and they miss it. Having this record is like an art gallery, and the artists who have been featured are always excited and appreciative to see it preserved in time.

The blog has received appreciation from RedBubble itself, including a personal thank you to Sanne in their October newsletter. A lot of hard work goes into the blog and as it continues to grow she would love to get help keeping it going. It takes a tremendous amount of perseverance and consistency to keep this going daily.

Much thanks to both Sanne and the admins of the bubble who work so hard to make RB a special place for everyone and acknowledge the vast array of talent in it’s circle. Don’t forget to view the forum thread, Sanne’s bubble page, and her blog!

Below are a few of my favorite layout picks for your enjoyment.

Scribbling in the sand

I have been wanting to start a blog since before they were ‘hot’, but between a job that demanded 60 hours a week and my growing family, it was hard to justify getting away and focusing on writing something that perhaps only I will pay attention to.

Once I decided to create a blog, the next question was what will it’s focus be? What to write about, and why? Knowing the focus would surely answer what to name it. For me this was almost as complicated as writing an auto-biography.  I want it to be so much more than just a journal. I want it to have meaning, to make people think about things maybe they haven’t before,  to hear a new perspective, or even to find a voice with ideas similar to their own. Should I talk about business or family? Current events? Leave politics out or speak out on that as well?

When pondering all of this I realized my blog should be a reflection of my own spirit. If I’m going to upload my ideas for everyone to see, why keep it narrowed to one thing? So, that’s when I decided to make it a blog about a woman that is as many things as there are topics. A mother, business developer, creative marketing brain, accountant, college student, charity supporter. A woman who spends hours reading others ideas and opinions and wants to join them. A business woman that wants to grow her professional network, gaining mentors and peers that occasionally meet to learn and grow from each others synergy. An artist that is filled with paintings, poems, stories swirling around in her head. An idealist who dreams that perhaps someday her voice could change the world, or at least something, for the good. Isn’t that the definition of a woman in the 21st century?

So enough with this boring journey of my blog. While I can’t promise to blog daily or routinely, I promise that when I do blog I will be honest. If anyone reads this, the invitation to comment (positive or negative) is open and wanted. The goal of blogging really isn’t about me, it’s about perspectives. It’s about being touched by fire in the mind and soul and reimagining the world.