The fiber of life
shifts
when intertwined,
criss crossing
past
to
present
to
future.
Our choices
define us,
destroy us,
save us
No path is straight.
Color outside the lines.
©Hilary Clark ~ 10/24/16
See the quilt here.
The fiber of life
shifts
when intertwined,
criss crossing
past
to
present
to
future.
Our choices
define us,
destroy us,
save us
No path is straight.
Color outside the lines.
©Hilary Clark ~ 10/24/16
See the quilt here.
The sunshine doodle
of my childhood becomes art —
fiber, thread, stitching
©Hilary Clark ~ 9/19/16
See the quilt here.
The largest population has the
smallest voice.
Cries for help
drowned out,
buried,
layered under
non-stop
pervasive
Media.
Everyone has an
opinion. Here is
Media’s opinion:
The only one
correct is the one
speaking loudest.
Be! Do!
Listen! No!
Yes! Right!
Stop! Wrong!
I cover my ears.
Cacophony leads to
destruction.
We are puppets,
Media the puppeteer.
©Hilary Clark ~ 8/24/16
See the quilt here.