Of Snakes and Art

Angel Snake Philosophy

Seek Beauty.

Create Beauty.

Celebrate Beauty.

Therein lies the path to good health, peace, and joy.

Amusing Muses

Since the Angel Snakes are muses, they must be amusing. 

I sent Angel Snakes to my two nephews. The seven year old (who already calls himself an artist) asked his mother what I might have used to color the figures. I have given him a colored pencil set and a water color set, not markers. His Angel was colored with markers. He will get a new set of markers.  

The eleven year old, a great organizer, historian, collector, wondered where Aunt Gay was going with this. He did not see the purpose of it. He asked if these Angel Snakes were the originals.  We will have a discussion when I see him later this summer. His mother did report that later that afternoon he went into his room and wrote a story on his new laptop.  

Wings Up!

Angel Snakes to Take Road Trip

This past weekend Ron and I took Astrid, Flash, and Emma to a party with us.  They spent some time alone out on the patio enjoying the lovely weather.  Before the evening was over, they had decided that a road trip was in order. By the next morning, they had talked us into taking them and a few of their friends on an extended journey.  Madilla (not shown here) is in charge of arrangements.  

Next weekend we leave Galveston for Los Angeles, Gunnison, Denver, Kansas City, Russellville, Fort Worth, and points along the way.  

Go to The Angel Snake Blog and subscribe to email updates to follow their adventures which will include visits with numerous friends and relatives along the way. 

Since Angel Snakes frequently change their body paint, packing is a bit of a nightmare, but we will manage.  

Writing Prompts -- May 24 - 30

Sunday, May 24 >  . . . pride . . . 

Monday, May 25 >  . . . prick of the needle . . . 

Tuesday, May 26 >  . . . wiped the canvas clean . . .

Wednesday, May 27 >  . . . freshly mowed clover . . .

Thursday, May 28 > . . . white sun . . .

Friday, May 29 > . . . chewy morsels . . .

Saturday, May 30 > . . . quiet breathing . . . 

Writing Prompts -- May 17 - 23

Sunday, May 17 >  . . . smell of sycamore trees near the river . . . 

Monday, May 18 >  . . . thick, creamy . . .

Tuesday, May 19 >  . . . raging anger . . .

Wednesday, May 20 >  . . . flew at top speed . . .

Thursday, May 21 > . . . salty drops of water . . .

Friday, May 22 > . . . golden brown . . .

Saturday, May 23 > . . . crunch of footsteps . . .

Writing Prompts -- May 10 - 16

Sunday, May 10 >  . . . bitter seeds . . .

Monday, May 11 >  . . . burning meat . . .

Tuesday, May 12 >  . . . prickly gum balls . . .

Wednesday, May 13 >  . . . blue evening . . . 

Thursday, May 14 > . . . slow dripping sound . . .

Friday, May 15 > . . . bubbling laughter . . .

Saturday, May 16 > . . . raised her head . . .

Writing Prompts -- May 3 - 9

May 3 > . . . left alone . . .

May 4 > . . . polaris . . .

May 5 > . . . daybreak . . .

May 6 > . . . tethered to the wall . . . 

May 7 > . . . bright orange . . . 

May 8 > . . . squawking mockingbirds . . . 

May 9 > . . . sweet peaches . . . 

Writing Prompt -- May 2, 2009

. . . in the dim light . . . 

Writing Prompt -- May 1, 2009

. . . many dark rooms . . . 

Writing Prompt -- April 30, 2009

. . . had met years ago . . .