Confusion is not affection chaos is not connection silence is not care. Inconsistency is not passion. Equal energy is necessary to feel safe and secure. Cared for properly protected and a place to nurture is where love can grow. Love arrives gently and always fosters your peace. I need trust and time together to feel comfortable sharing my thoughts my body my soul. Be still and lean into the spirt the vision the clarity of possibilities.

Come out and join us for some fun sewing. Tons of fun and easy too. A great gift for others or yourself. Bring your own scrapes need three 4″ x 4″ squares of fabric. We will be stuffing them with fragrant lavender. Take it home and add a ribbon, jute or cord to hang it in a closet or on the tree. Email: be244196@gmail.com to sign up and for more information.

Cost : $24.79

Via Paypal

November 12-15, 2025 Japanese Papermaking Workshop

Appalachia Artist, Scout Ery Paper maker is offering a three day workshop.
For More information and to sign up email be244196@gmail.com

I had a two-week out-of-town excursion planned, for my reasons I cancelled it. Instead, I took time off from work, as I had already scheduled to do, but I lingered.

I lingered over coffee until it got cold.

I lingered over my body until it healed.

I lingered over my thoughts until I wasn’t thinking.

I lingered  over seed catalogs

I lingered over a book till the end.

I lingered in my bath

I lingered in my bed

I lingered over time

I lingered in my space.

I lingered to resist

I didn’t spend money. I didn’t consume. I didn’t go at breakneck speed. I just lingered. And I lingered as a form of resistance, though I didn’t know it at the time.

I lingered beyond time to go.

I lingered over my finances and relived my year.

Lingering has many connotations. Of course, attitude is everything, but words are powerful. How we talk to ourselves is  how we look at our lives. 

And so I lingered over my life, knowing that at any moment, it could be over. That this is it. I lingered and paid attention.

And when you linger, you get the opportunity to do that.

by bery

10/21/21

hand made paper, pulp painting, lino cut,

During lockdown, it often felt like I was living under water. It was very difficult at times the isolation, the ever present fear of not knowing. I had papercircle.org. a fully functioning paper studio with all the equipment and materials one would need. I believe to be an artist one has to perform their craft. To forget as much as possible the critic that is ever present in our minds, judging and stopping us from working. I say continue to produce and the hell with the critic. I survived and as it turns out well. I had the saving grace of my work. There is always a way out if you want it. Or in this case a way up to the air and light of another day. Make art

I once had a evanescent lover
it was a total blunder

I am a woman who danced and jumped
hugged and fell in love

I was that and more now my portrait is a mosaic spread over different hours, days and years

my right foot sleeps during the day and my left foot at night.

I never ask you to save me, but to run away with me

I am the best thing at this party my sweet disposition
your hesitant gaze

like a moth to the flame a drunk to drink, I respond

you unwilling to be emotionally available
not interested in pulling that truck

when I know no one touches you like I do
is it only curiosity
and so little devotion

clearly you can make plans
clearly you do

always on the outside
never to be include

not a country

I’m interested in visiting

Is it over
when I turn you on

is it over
before it even started

Is it over
music plays as we lay together

Is it over
as you showered and I slept

is it over
when we shared a beer?

my sweet disposition
your hesitate gaze

my memory lingers
I know the feeling all too well

I’m the best thing at this party

Is it just my imagination is better than yours
that I can imagine
the cures

artist_barbaraery To tell your story, to acknowledge your feelings, to ask for what you want, is perceived as too much of a bother, or insignificant and often looked down on, especially as a woman. You’re heard it before, woman are too emotional. When it’s okay to express how you feel and ask for what you need. To be hurt, rejected, mistreated , dismissed, disrespected, hurts. Your hurt matters. To express this feeling is significant, not insignificant. You are not crazy for feeling your feelings. It’s your story. Stand up and tell it. #outloud #females #femininity #being #human #rights #

“Nostalgia embraces each day, from images to smells that make us remember what we left behind, we have visions of the past, pain for the present and expectant happiness for what is to come.

The new houses that we build serve as a refuge and there we feel peace, also

detachment, confusion, fragmentation, and instability, but we draw courage from within and continue, accepting the new beginning with gratitude.

With a part of us in one place and a part of us in another, we gather around a table to remember and make promises, to cry and laugh, to open windows to a generous blank page, with joy and hope.”

Gisela Romero  from her exhibition

Constant Goodbye

Stacking memories . I navigate my return to a city I called home for over 23 years, I am feeling all this and more. Here to see and be around my daughter, my life is no longer here. Only she is and she is so important to me. She has her own life and I try as best I can with as much grace and patience to be a part of that again. All the while being a scared little girl . Who is afraid of being rejected, abandoned, hurt, held too tight to a standard.

trust yourself you spent your whole life being ready for this. I am prepared in ways only I can be prepared for. My unique skills my immense love my intelligence and experience have hosted me to this moment. My kindness my smile my laughter, my focus I am ready completely ready for this !