June's contribution (a poem shared):
One version of "Why I paint" -- jou
...We're made so that we love
First when we see them painted, things we have
passed
Perhaps a hundred times nor cared to see;
And so they are better, painted - better for us,
Which is the same thing. Art was given for that;
God uses us to help each other so,
Lending our minds out...
This world's no blot for us,
Nor blank; it means intensely...
Robert Browning, from Fra Lippo Lippi, about 1853
Jerry's work:
Jane's work:
Helen's work:
Emery's work:
Catherine's work:
Dave's work:
right side up:
upside down:
Susan's work:
right side up:
upside down:
