World Turning (Barbarians at the Gate)

world-keeps-turningI’ve been absent for a while, had the dreaded fibro fog, a well-known feature of fibromyalgia which slows your brain down and makes it feel like its full of cotton wool.

I have been sitting creating digital art with my tablet, about all my brain was fit for so over the next few days I’ll post the images I had fun playing with.

Today, however, I created the above image after reading about the intention of the Trump administration to gut funding to the National Endowment for the Arts and the National Endowment for the Humanities.

It brings to mind the book-burning of the fascists in Nazi Germany and underpins the ethos of the new administration – money/profits at all costs and contempt for the artistic heritage and enrichment of the nation.

It’s easy to feel depressed when you read of this savagery and barbarity, but nevertheless across the US there’s a ground swell of opposition to the actions of the Trump administration which give hope for a resistance movement to a potentially fascist and ignorant bunch of blowhards.

With this in mind, I remembered the Fleetwood Mac song, World Turning, which inspired the above piece of digital art, and below is the band singing this number.

Remember: Onwards. Upwards. Resist. Create a new community!

And just for your information, here’s the foundation art for the final image:


Transformation – Hope Not Fear

transformationI created this image from a photo I had of one of Saturn’s moons. It was a triple image of the moon so I merged the images then used different features of Toolwiz to intensify the colour.

I hope the colours of this image inspire hope rather than the fear that political leaders and conventional media try to spread these days.

May our spirits fly with courage, compassion,tolerance and kindness!

Psalm 15

Lord, who can be trusted with power,
and who may act in your place?
Those with a passion for justice,
who speak the truth from their hearts;
who have let go of selfish interests
and grown beyond their own lives;
who see the wretched as their family
and the poor as their flesh and blood.
They alone are impartial
and worthy of the people’s trust.
Their compassion lights up the whole earth,
and their kindness endures forever.

 (The Psalms, translations by Stephen Mitchell)

Healing Springs of the Fae


The title is pretty much self-explanatory and derives from more fun-filled hours with Toolwiz on my Lenovo tablet.

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

On the Shoulders of our Ancestors

on-the-shoulders-of-our-ancestorsThis is an image I developed from a piece of digital art I created on my tablet with my Pixlr art editing suite.

The original, created with the Prisma app, is below but what I wanted to  portray is the power and creativity we inherit because we literally stand on the shoulders of our ancestors. The moon reflects our collective emotional memories of past existence.

The hand print represents all those before this generation who used hand prints to confirm their presence on this planet and to leave images of their existence.  We also need to remember that our successors are going to be standing on our shoulders – what gifts are we going to leave them?