Spring Rain

Spring rain on my face,
lips and soul thirsty for for adventure.

Spring rain calling from deep inside,
watering places that have been ignored...abandoned.

Spring rain, reminding...
yearning, passion to be found
Reminding soul, of who she is.

Spring rain calls her out to play.
Calls her to explore the forgotten and discover the new.

Spring rain sweeps the drought and eases her out.

Where will my path lead? ~ Lori Singer

Where will my path lead me? I've been doing a lot of wondering about path and where it might lead. Reading, thinking, collecting of thoughts. hmmmm?

My Room with a view~ Lori Singer

My Room with a View~


My room with a view is not unlike my life. There are stones turned wonky, stones that are broken, some straight, and some in place, but as a whole the picture is pleasing to me. My life is... just a life nothing great in comparison to some, but it holds a beautiful light that keeps my heart in the right place when life's "weeds" try to invade and wear me down. The golden light resembles the golden Daffs that appear at the end of the dark winter's days and they always seem to whisper to my soul a voice or maybe a feeling that lets me know that the path I lead is the right one for me. I find myself pulling weeds that try to invade the deepest part of my existence and send me down a wrong path.


We each have our own path, and there should be no shame, no blame or ridicule, for we each can choose our unique own path to walk. What lets one she is on the right path is when her life is filled with golden light even in the darkest of dark places. When you are on the right path one can feel a beam of warm light that keeps us open to the better days even in the greyest of grey.

Life is but a ton of choices and we can choose to be who we are and we cannot change how our view if it is misinterpreted by some who see things differently, but we can choose to make choices that are for the best for ourself, somedays we fail, and others we grow and move further down our own personal path.

Wild for Textiles~ Acrylic ~ Lori Singer

Pray for a Cure~

Today the world has one lost one wonderful soul~

I was looking at what to post today and had just recently photographed the newly bloomed Daff and had no idea that they are also the symbol for cancer research, very fitting for today while I just learned our sweet friend and neighbor passed today. We will never forget you and each year the daffs will remind us of the short joy you brought to us as friends and neighbors.

Daffodils have the flower meaning of rebirth, respect, regard and unrequited love. The daffodil is one of the first flowers of spring, therefore it is a symbol of rebirth.

May your family find peace and rest. We are all a lot better off knowing that you'll be above watching over us. As I told you, you'll make a great Angel to watch over your family and friends. Rest in Peace and may you plant a beautiful garden with lots of fruit trees to run through and fresh fruits to pick. My memories will be of you as a happy vibrant man who loved. The last time the kids were up they played in the trees and climbed....please plant more. We will miss you dearly.
Lori Singer

Just Playing~ Acrylic ~ Lori Singer

A safe place~ Doodling saves spirit~

Doodler takes it to the canvas. I am a doodler and always have been. I used to spend ours doodling on the side of my school work as a child and believe it saved me in many ways. Maybe my next painting will be dedicated to the flower on the side of my homework that protected my spirit. One of my other loves and obsessions is about wild vibrant colors. I long for the day when I can fully master color and get it to work the way I see it in my head and the world. This canvas is a merging of two things I love and it's a piece of who I am and have always been. It's been fun to see the merging of line and color. When I finally manage to master color, I think this quote will have come true for me and I will finally feel like a painter. For now I fumble along trying to manage dirt and minerals.

"Color has taken possession of me; no longer do I have to chase after it. I know that it has hold of me forever... Color and I are one. I am a painter." Paul Klee

Lori Singer
Doodler takes it to the canvas~playing with colors/lines~ Acrylic ~