Today I am grateful... for a single drop of water.  I need to focus on those miracles in life... and you?

 "The Missing Swan" mixed medium by Kathy Ostman-Magnusen

"A Single Drop of Water"

A fantasy fairies illustration.
A single drop of water.
I saw one on canvas.
I have always admired the art
of painting drops of water.
I suppose I could study it.
Look inside its world.

A single drop of water
I saw one on a leaf.
It glistened in the sun
caught a rainbows colors.
I did not touch it
I merely loved its presence.
By noon it was gone.

A single drop of water
I held one in my hand.
I dipped my finger
into a glass
let wetness touch my skin
then dropped its tiny bead
into my palm.
Twas there it rested
until I wiped it off.

A single drop of water
touched a zillion times ten.
I filled my tub
to drench my body in.
I slipped into the envelope
of closely connected drops
closed my eyes
and felt comfort.

A single drop of water
joined with all its friends.
I stood beside a waterfall.
It spoke of storms past.
My heart accepted its remarks
speaking loudly.
It sees new days
continuing
until the last.

A single drop of water
I am mesmerized.
I am a single human figure
on a planet
here and now
I am not that far away
from the dew on baby roses.
I expect the same miracles.

A single drop of water
our most precious gift.
I am a fierce admirer
and will defend it till the end.
I stand before the ocean
realize its vastness.
I feel so tiny
strain my eyes
as I try so hard
to see it all.

It is a fairies illustration
I suppose
of a single drop of water.

I stand in awe.

by Kathy Ostman-Magnusen
Copyright 2014

5 Ways to NOT Feel So Stinkin' Old and Notice Life Before Our Very Eyes

The painting is from my "Victorian Series" It is a 24x40 oil on canvas .. as I recall I think it is titled "Mother and Daughter"



Feeling young or feeling old is all about your attitude.

5 Ways to NOT Feel So Stinkin' Old and Notice Life Before Our Very Eyes

FIVE ways to FEEL OLD?
Is it really that hard?
Find an old picture
and look at it
hard
and for a very long time
Yikes!
Go ahead
you can say it out loud
it will feel a whole lot better!
Yes
loads of smiles
all the while growing older.
So What happened!?
no lines are seen
in past pictures
when we were young
so young
a... way
back...
then
singing other songs.

WHO was that woman
or
WHOS was that man
WHO was that girl
or boy
who the heck was that
so beautiful
and upon reflection
so outstandingly
grand?

Five ways to feel old
not really that hard
if you consider the past
years lived
and a past
hard
not easy
to restart.

So I was thinking
on this day
this very second
of life
arrayed
I want to stop that
talk
and with a bit of self shock
take in every second
of todays
glorious
yes I said
glorious
walk.

OK! So that is ONE way
backwards from what I did say...
You gotta live life
TODAY!
Embrace this very second
the NOW as they tell you
Take a deep breath
yes, this very moment
and second!

Done?
Did you do it?
Take in life's high
that full breath of fresh air
life's ride
and the magic it comes from?
Yes...
is that done?

Soo many things fade
as we let go.
Memories
too hard to embrace
time
just goes...
Just goes
youth
just fades.

Simplicity brings a thousand
and one
things
all we need do is embrace
each fragile kiss
and hold the fragrance
of lost
perhaps even neglected
years
we did not outrun.

Don't miss those elusive gifts
that once indeed brought us
to
a predictable
cheer.

TWO is clear
focus on what brings you
CHEER!
Be it grandchild
or first child
or great grand past the years child
those smiles
are indeed golden
gladly
I chose them.

Does life at times seems
stolen?
Feel as if lines are drawn
and you missed the simple
sounds of contented smiles?
Wait..
say a smile out loud!
Do it
have a silly day
that if you try will wash all cares
away.
Be silly for just one second
laugh out loud
at the mere suggestion
can you hear you
singing number THREE
LOUD!!
Look into your mirror
and see
You singing.

Of all the mountains we could cross
rivers flowing
memories lost?
No.. think again
this is not pretend
we have all crossed some pretty
spectacular
landscape bends!
This is a glorious world
yes?
My friend..
and it is FOUR
in the making
do not mistake it
LIFE lived
is spectacular and it is
YOURS.

FIVE is everything that feels alive
you eating breakfast
me writing
these simple lines.
YOU are remarkable
and you know what?
So am I!
Sooo instead of feeling old
feeling that mirror
looking back at you
be grand!
You are a legend
in waiting
and miracles are all around you
and me
Demand it of yourself to...
NOTICE
LIFE
at hand.

Copyright 2009
by Kathy Ostman-Magnusen

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Don't forget I have free coloring pages & letter from the tooth fairy on my website: http://ping.fm/zDICG -Kathy

female form 1-3

"Female Form 1" 24x36 oil on canvas



"Female Form 2" 24x36 oil on canvas



"Female Form 3" 24x36 oil on canvas

"Female Form, Goddess Post" 1-4, 11x14 graphite on paper

"Female Form, Goddess Post 1" 11x14 graphite on paper


"Female Form, Goddess Post 2" 11x14 graphite on paper


"Female Form, Goddess Post 3" 11x14 graphite on paper



"Female Form, Goddess Post 4" 11x14 graphite on paper

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What absolute power.
I weave silver
I weave gold
you shine as bright as my pen allows.

I sing it part time.
I make it roar or not.
I pay the penitence
calm down loud breezes
trade winds shuffle the pages.

I count on those moods
the ones that excite the predator in me
The ones that block my view at times
just like tall buildings
or being in a forest
I worry I will never see the view
and yet
my predator explores me
explodes inside of me
and I in return write volumes
paint skies I have not seen in days.
Draw bridges
where none were meant to be before.

I am not home yet.
All I ever meant to say
is written down.
You've got to link it somewhere
pull in those dreams
sift through those wind chimes
that scream into the night.

Perfect desert
perfect storm.
remember those when you feel deserted.
You may sing calm
mark that mile
file that code
catch those lullabies in mid stream
they are calling for all rescuers
remember that.

Strip back those internal lies
Be gentle with the spokes
that wheel
that attitude
protect that mood
revel in those circumstances
before they get spent up.
Surveillance of your patience
did you call home?

It is somehow symbolic
that I would draw
whimsical musicians artwork
refine the thread for fantasy fairies
let them walk that tight rope here and now.

It is symbolic that I would meet you here
this kind yet subtle gesture
this wave
I guess the predator inside me
will indeed placate your endeavors.

Words that you declare
I meet under the stairs
my Steppenwolf.
This opening flower
might I see the stamen
beneath its lovely petals?

Ahh generous conclusions
yet that's not all
there are episode and new stories
new drawings of tiny angels
fantasy fairies,
artwork in a butterfly garden
and pictures of cats.

Greet me.
Bend me.
The light is what happens when God breathes.
The beauty is in its harmony.
As a predator I excavate its surface
and there I am
and have been
all the while.