Jungle Paintings
pageAmazonian Caress I am guided into wild and tender places by strong and loving people and I notice something being in the jungle. Butterflies move in and out of buildings. All the animals move in and out. The floors, earthen. No windows, no doors to separate me from the jungle. All is open, even the walls, loosely woven trees. Butterflies fly in and out of the Shamans home. A butterfly licks the skin on my arm where it lands to … Read More