Posted in Photography

Double Vision

The windows acted as mirrors while I took these photographs at the Central Library, Downtown Indianapolis. The Festival of Lights tree was still lit as pictured in the second photo.

Posted in Art, Musings, Photography, Poetry, travel

White Sands Gulf Art

United States #1 Clearwater Beach. Grab a chair. Be prepared, it’s crowded. Be amazed, it’s wonderfully vibrant. Be satisfied, it’s quality time spent in kindling rays and swallowing beach vibes.

indigo tides wave
kindled rays and swallowed vibes
sands between the toes

Frenchy’s Original Café “Grouper” Mural

Triplet Dolphins welcome you to Pier 60

Momma told me there are plenty of dolphins in the ocean. Make it a game, search for the others in and out of the tide, interspersed throughout Clearwater.

Walking on Sunshine down Mandalay Avenue

Currently I am 1,028 miles away…

Posted in Art, Music Video, Musings, Poetry, quotes, Random

Fabric of Life

Brambleton Threads has a really cool project happening at another blog that i honestly envy… i have not been able to pick up fabric and thread for Oh! So long… (somewhere in this blogging mess I have some of my quilt pieces posted.)


Click on the above link to see helium. I love it!! Go! Do it! Show her some love… 💙


< em>Enchanted Beach with Three Fluid Graces Dali Museum St Petersburg FL

Clearwater Beach today. The fog has lifted as I am listening to Tori Amos Climb and Twilight Sad Don’t Look at Me. And thank you to RayNotBradbury!! Go visit her blog too!

My plans are to visit Frenchy’s Rockaway Grill and Frenchy’s Salt Water Cafe. Tropical drinks at Clearwater Beach… a bittersweet day in Indian Rocks Beach.

I dont do drugs. I am drugs. Dali


Posted in Art, Memoir, Musings, Photography, Poetry, Soul Journal

Leaving too soon

I had hoped to move downtown Indianapolis during the summer, particularly in the Fletcher Place Neighborhood. Those plans have changed and we are looking elsewhere due to unexpected developments. I am busily packing my life away. A soul on hiatus. I am going to miss this Fletcher Place.

I am spending as much time as possible, over the next few months, to capture as much of Fletcher Place’s essence as humanly possible. Soon it will be a ghostly voice speaking to me.

Posted in Art, Musings, Poetry

What does love hold?

Historic Fletcher Place Neighborhood Indianapolis

Loving others will never be enough. We expect too much. Expectations are never satisfied by love alone, especially when our thoughts are misaligned and our heart sick with disease.

I have my values. I will listen to yours. I will fight for mine. Quietly find beauty in the impossible. Like seeing you again, despite our differences.

Posted in Art, Photography, travel

Street life


If you are ever in the River West neighborhood visit Windy City Cafe at the corner of Milwaukee Ave and May Street.  The food is absolutely phenomenal.  Their biscuits and gravy with fried chicken, fruit plate and banana nut bread french toast….oh my.  I am positive anything on their menu is worth trying.  Happy travels, J