with Bethany Jaine Bredeson
Beginning, transitioning,
into the unknown
yesterday behind us
I’m holding my breath.
Are you?
Looking up, the sun is bright:
hope remains.
Am I overwhelmed with anticipation, joyful
or fearful
either way.
I am an artist. Part of that definition is my mode of communication. I think visually. Sometimes, I want to communicate and my mind only sends pictures. I struggle to translate those images into words, occasionally. So, I've decided to start talking. But, I must acknowledge that for me to speak requires a visual outlet, as well as the verbal. Additionally, there must be play. So, I am blogging to speak and to play. View all posts by Bethany Jaine Bredeson
Making Sangria