Baltimore Sonnets

I made a special gift for my Russian language instructor, All wrapped in red . . .   and presented it to her after our exams. Gold book with textured gold cover My Russian language instructor holding her one-of-a-kind handmade book. Большое спасибо!

One hundred years . . . One hundred years, acrylic and oil on paper one hundred years with you would not be enough to show you all my love to shower you with kisses to touch you where it tickles to soften the blows of life to capture the wind in a jar and save for a still day one hundred years with you would not be enough for me to feel your presence as we swim in the lake guided by the moon even hurricanes didn't touch our oak cabin you built sturdy roof and small kitchen for two we have had wars where lives were lost property was destroyed, children made orphans Our love endured. Two days left before I take my final breath The machine will be turned off and all I Can think of is your kisses on my breasts On that cold winder day when all seemed hopeless We thought we would never get through The long lines in frosty weather with holes in our shoes Tears in our coats, empty pockets We thought we could never know what it Would be like to pay rent again...

These "water cards" were made especially for participants in my swimming class. Water cards by Suzanne Coley Created with oil and acrylic paints, these cards are inspired by my time underwater, Swimming Pool photograph, 2015  in the deep end, water paintings by Suzanne Coley  practicing various swimming and diving techniques. water painting cards 

handmade textured envelope from Vast Arts, Australia A few months ago I participated in Vast Arts Postcard Exchange. Everyone who participated mailed three postcards inspired by the theme "Water" to Vast Arts in Australia.  Windmills and Water Towers by Gayl Walker, Queensland Vast Arts redistributed them, sending two different postcards to each artist.  The third is currently on exhibit and will be part of a fundraising auction. Morning Showers by Mollie Bosworth, Queensland Today I received two lovely postcards, and I must confess that photographs don't really capture their beautiful textures.