Loving an Artist
An Abecedarian Poem
Artists, like my wife, are constantly trying to find and harness the
Beauty in life. Like a bird pecks the ocean-sculpted sand, she dives into her
Creative process to find this beauty. Like her commitment to children, her
Devotion to her craft seems to spring forth inherently from the
Earth itself. There is a brilliant bonding and the total support of her loving
Family that continues to strengthen her admirable aspirations of finally
Gaining acceptance as a respected and skilled creator of these visual arts.
Having married this young artist many years ago, it’s fate that brought my
Inclusion into a world I’d not known. Much like the beauty of a roadside
Jonquil, this intro to the world of art was unexpected: something I did not
Know how to appreciate, until my wife entered my life. Learning to
Love art was one of the greatest gifts I’d ever received.
Mother of my children; artist extraordinaire; still growing, still giving.
Night brings the darkness, but in her studio a light blazes atop an imagined
Obelisk. See it, if you will: an angular brush in her…
