The smell of your body
16" x 19" Acrylic on Glass
A friend posted a picture of a white horse flying over a beautiful rainbow. After telling him I liked it, he suggested perhaps it would give me inspiration to paint. I then told him about my painting above. This was painted during my first year when I began painting. At the time, I had just got back from taking my daughter, my now ex-daughter-in-law, and my 2 grandchildren to the beach for a week. I recall spending that time telling my ex-daughter-in-law all about Dan and the journey I was on and the stories he shared with me. We played Dan's music during the 5 hour trip to the ocean and the 5 hour trip back to her home. She was deeply in pain. The best word I can use to describe what she was doing is "purging". Ridding herself of hidden pain/hidden emotions - which is what I was also doing with Dan.
12" x 16" Acrylic with Glitz, Ink on CanvasThe awesome smell of the tulips
enlightens the senses
sweetening the nostrils
opening
fragrances
of sweet sensation
the tulips
dance
magical
rhythms
opening
and
closing
a life
of their own
By Beth Ceragioli
Beth was just 9 years old when her father left. It almost crushed her. She grew up very fast in a small amount of time. Today, she blossoms. She will graduate from Nashville School of Arts in May. She has been accepted to Middle Tennessee State University where she will begin in the fall of this year. There are no words to express my love for this child.
Beth's brother Anthony will also graduate in May. He will receive his Associate Degree from Colorado Mountain College. He plans to continue there to receive his Bachelor's Degree. He was 16 when his father left. Still today, he is a "father figure" to his little sister.
Again, I have no words to express my love for my children. My oldest son, Craig, is a single, divorced father of two now. I've watched as he struggled through many obstacles. He is a magnificent being who I cherish deeply.
For me, my children is what makes my world go around. Planted fruit with an awesome flavor!
12" x 16" Acrylic, ink, glitz on Canvas
Sun rising
These are rose trees in my front yard. My ex found them in the woods behind my parents' house back when my dad was dying from cancer. That was 20 years ago. Look how they've grown. At the time he planted them, I was a very bitter soul. Just like the trees, I too, have grown and blossomed.
Beth went to Steamboat Springs, CO to visit with her brother during spring break. This is a pic they took while hiking at Fish Creek Falls. The waterfalls are now frozen.
This is a 8" x 9" acrylic painting with ink, glitz of my neighbor's tree in front of my house.
This is my Bradford Pear tree in the back of my house. I feel so very lucky to be surrounded by so much beauty. Trees blossoming - as I feel about my children.
9 1/2" x 8" Acrylic with ink & glitz on Glass
9 1/2" x 8" Acrylic, ink, glitz on Cardboard
9" x 11" Acrylic with glitz on cardboard
Yesterday was a rainy day. At lunch, my daughter and her friends picked up pizza and brought it home. We sat around the kitchen table eating and chatting. My daughter suddenly began laughing as she recalled memories of her past. She then told the story of "the crutch". One night her father and I got into a fight. He pushed me face down onto the kitchen floor. As he hobbled by me on his crutches, I snatched the crutch from him and hit him bringing him down along side me and then hurridly got up and ran. This story lead to many more of the same. The difference today is acceptance. She told her friends her father was still the same. She described it as a "building up" of tension. You can see it coming and you know when to get out of harm's way. My question is, does one accept this kind of behavior? Not me. As far as my daughter is concerned, she sees him once or twice a year. She does have memories of him being a good dad when she was little. Yet, also, memories of him not being a good husband. But we laugh about it today, realizing the seriousness of it then. A rainy day and pizza.
