
l i f t
my mantra for 2012
when i wake... 'l i f t'
when i run... 'l i f t'
when i create...'l i f t'
when i think ill thoughts... 'l i f t...l i f t...l i f t'
up and away from 'it'
'it' that holds me back
'it' that offers nothing positive
'it' that can be toxic
whatever 'it' may be
i shall 'l i f t' away
my usual beginning is in the pages of old books

from there a layer of paint, via cardboard square..my fav tool...and of course a bird along for the ride

buried beneath the surface of 'l i f t' are those items i feel i need to lift from...those buried deep...those that will nurture the roots...those that bring strength..not so neatly written in...not so neatly lived...not so neat at all but necessary all the same for growth

then a beautiful layer of pristine, fragile rice paper is layered over them...to cover...to keep...to bring a layer of white...a surface for the threads to become roots to the word that gets me through

and splashes of red...i tend to splash red into many of my art pieces...my art...my soul...my blood

floating in the air above 'l i f t' are my reasons written in, also protected by a delicate layer of rice paper and etched with rays of yellow sun

thank you 'l i f t'
you are my push word
looking forward to a very good year