An Artistic Adventure

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Lyla

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“Far Away Castle” Oil panting by Tilly...

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“Far Away Castle”

Oil panting by Tilly Mattox

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Watercolor landscape by tilly mattox

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“Windy Window” by tilly...

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“Windy Window”

by tilly mattox

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Happy Resurrection Day

Sun, 31 Mar 2013 18:05:09 -0400

We’re on this side of the cross

We know what came of the cost

We see all the glory

The glory no one could see before the cross

We know the whole story

To us it’s not all lost

We don’t only see the one side

We’re, so to say, on the outside

We don’t only see death and the end

We’re not where we can’t see the salvation He’s gonna send

So why must we still be scared?

Anxious and untrusting?

We know He came cause He cared

He was led like a lamb to the slaughter

So why think for our hearts it should be harder?

One day we cried, “Hosanna”

The next, “Crucify’

How blind can you be?

Open your eyes and see

There is peace, life everlasting

Peace from a true friend, pain is passing

Portrait of Molly by Tilly in acrylic Portrat

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Portrait of Molly by Tilly in acrylic

Portrat

Oil Pastel Landscape by Tilly Mattox

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Oil Pastel Landscape by Tilly Mattox

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Pottery _________by tilly mattox

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The goop between my fingers

Fills not like your fingers

The studio is a shadowy, cracked, cold

Its windows are cracked like the dried clay, unsold

The cold only reminds me of being in your shadows

There in the sunlit places beyond the windows

Between the smudges

Pressed through the crack’s edges

There, there is my heart cracked like the dried clay

Walked upon, forgotten about, yet there it stays

But like my heart

The clay can remember the start

Remembering its dreams

Dreams of being whole

Of becoming a companion to another piece of pottery

Like the highest piece

On the shelf in peace

Finished and valued

Valued and wanted

And the sound of the wheel

Sounds like that heart standing so still

And a voice from the water as it sloshes around

As it tries to make a sound

Hear it, hear its song

It says, “Stay long!”

“Must you go?!!”

“Why will you not your creations show?”

Hear it, hear its cry

“Be prepared” comes the sigh

“Make your foundations”

“Make a return station”

Because like the heart

You’ll die being apart

Apart from the finished

The valued, the wanted

And you’ll craw back

Because your heart you lack

In hopes you could be

Whole, finished

Valued, wanted

Is That?

Tue, 19 Mar 2013 00:30:48 -0400

Is that what a soul looks like?

Is it a feeling passing between us?

Drifting on sight

As a lust?

Could the blanket that warms me be

A thought from your deepening dream?

From your far fires to me

Rising to embrace me like a steam?

Is that what fear looks like?

Is this how it dances?

Dancing like the wind through the trees; it’s flight?

And after fear has blown away, are we left with any chances?

Is that what the moon sounds like?

Like your fingers picking flowers?

As through this parting we hike

Looking to each other, holding on to these powers?

Tilly Mattox

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Charcoal by Tilly Mattox //

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Charcoal

by Tilly Mattox

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