This a seed pod from an ocean-shore plant. It is hardy and protected. The new life inside it will carry its identity forward, long after the pod is gone. It’s a metaphor for our own families, be they happy or not. Ink drawing, 2014 8.5” x 11”
We depend on plants for our survival. It's important to honor and respect nature; we’ll regret it if we don’t. Ink drawing, 2014 8.5” x 11”
My husband is like the shepherd to a flock of energies within our relationship, his and mine. He freed his sister’s parakeet when he was a boy, and now animals come to him on their own. Ink drawing, 2015 8.5” x 11”
Hidden inside many families there is a dark bag of dangerous secrets. It needs to be emptied—into the light. Ink drawing, 2015 18” x 24”
My father loved to fly-fish from a small boat just like this. He’s been dead for more than 35 years—by now he’s become a star in the night sky. The boat still waits for him, and I wonder about the pendant. Ink drawing, 2014 8.5” x 11”
As a gardener, I hated this plant. Then I learned how much value it brings to the soil, and I changed my mind. It became a doorway to and symbol of a more open mind. Ink drawing, 2014 8.5” x 11”
I freed it. The bird represents me, I guess, as does the rhododendron. And the nest, and the feeder. Ink drawing, 2015 8.5” x 11”
The bird was trapped in the feeder. Ink drawing, 2015 8.5” x 11”
The butterfly is a symbol of freedom; through knowledge comes liberation. Ink drawing, 2014 8.5” x 11”
My mother’s favorite flowers were tulips. This drawing creates a universe surrounded by a necklace she had. It’s where I came from. Ink drawing, 2015 8.5” x 11”