GlassBalls

When I began painting my series on "GlassBalls", I wasn't sure why. Then I watched a program on "How The Universe Was Created" a a couple of weeks ago. It described the universe as being parallel. 2 separate universes existing at the same time with 12 different dimensions. In order to get through to the other universe, you have to become like a bubble, with all your atoms, molecules, particles enclosed. Suddenly, it dawned on me....my glassballs. I am encased in a bubble traveling through space. Crazy, yeah? I know. Yet the imagination can travel to many places.

Like A Rainbow

Date:
Wednesday August 18, 2010 at 4:16 pm
Subject:
You Are lIKE a RAINBOW
Hello... I wanted to share something to you that I thought you would appreciate... It was really nice to met you today... and in your pictures and words I thought I felt and saw so much that I could not put my finger on it....
Then like so many people... you work and your mind worrks on things and for me... Boom.. All of a sudden I saw it... There where so many bright colors and nice things aout you it was like a rainbow... that's right, even your beauty is like a beautiful, classey, gracious Rainow...
So I thought you would enjoy this very special accompanying song I dedicate to you... I promise you will like what it communicates and that you'll be proud of yourself that you bring these kind of beautiful things to good men's minds like myself.
Please enjoy this link
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H2RXKvkvH_k
-Jonathan

Series12:GlassBalls

14" x 18" Acrylic with glitz on Canvas

This is what I see through my eyes ~ looking out.

Tasting your pleasure

placing your wand inside my mouth

summer's delight

adds no fright

filling me up

with your sweetness

loving me so

mind over matter

allowing the thrills

makes me still

whole

to the bone

all places

roamed

Many the Miles

Amazing, incredibly amusing,

waking up hard

being a female

yet discovering

the warm softness

of my being

Amazing, incredibly amusing,

to be human

feeling

loving

touching

the sweetness

of life

Coffee

Your summer eyes
shining upon mine
your summer eyes
have left me behind
days of old
like a photograph
of black and white
let's make tomorrow tonight
piercing through my soul
nights of long ago
your summer eyes
open up my windows
like a flower
with the rain
falling down
your summer eyes
like the petals
coming alive
I need to see
your material face
taking me
to a different place
your summer eyes
keep me alive
in this
magical time
of changing destiny