You Don’t Know What Love Is Until You Know The Meaning Of The Blues!

Reflections on the 3rd anniversary of my mother’s death, and the lessons I’m learning about living life with purpose.

A New Year With Penland On My Mind

The blessing of a new year is the privilege to roll the dial back to 001. Being at one signifies a new day, a brand new start, having another opportunity to get living life right. My reward to myself is a continuous 28-day pledge to draw, make color and journal the process. I’m a teachingContinue reading “A New Year With Penland On My Mind”

Crying The Blues Away

After crying for twenty hours because I’m going to be an orphan soon, I surrender all. I’m at the end of my bloodline because I’m dirt and river water. I’m Toisnoit Skaru:re to Contentnea Creek, a Gatekeepers off-spring that hid in plain sight for 300 years. I’m this black earth where people from Fort Neyuheru:keContinue reading “Crying The Blues Away”

Thanksgiving Day::Reflections

Thanksgiving Day 11.26.2015 The World is at war! Instigators are trying to bring about Armageddon. Locally, people seem angry and resentful. The land is saturated with exploitation. The world treats the land like it treats cultural others. And yet, God guides me to and from Toisnot/Contentnea to Chowanook beside Lake Vann to share learning withContinue reading “Thanksgiving Day::Reflections”