Kreative Kristin

Ave Maria - The Final Take

2012-01-31T08:11:00.000-08:00

It has taken more than a month to learn and memorize the piano part, but it was worth every second and now, I can do this:

Ave Maria on Piano - Part 3

2012-01-20T06:11:00.001-08:00

This time, no music!! =)

Ave Maria on Piano - Part 2

2012-01-10T11:20:00.000-08:00

I learned a long time ago that practice makes perfect.... still not quite perfect, but much better than before AND I can get through the entire piece now. Next step is to completely memorize it!

So much fun!! =)

Ave Maria - flute & piano

2012-01-01T19:48:00.000-08:00

Not the complete song, but enough to get a feel for the finished piece once I finish learning the piano part..... it has been SO MUCH FUN to practice this!! =)

When I'm done, I'll make a final video, which will be dedicated to my mother. My mom is the one who gave me the gift of music as a child. Music has been such a wonderful part of my life, especially these last five years. This is my way of letting my mother know how grateful I am for her gift!

Hope your 2012 will be filled with lots of creativity!

Happy New Year!

K

Ave Maria on Piano

2011-12-31T07:47:00.000-08:00

Since playing Ave Maria on my flute for Christmas Eve, I've completely fallen in love with the piano part and have been trying to learn to play it. Once I can play the piano part, I can record it on my little keyboard and then play my flute along with it!

Here's the first three pages.... still a little rough, but given I don't really play piano that often, this is pretty good!

Happy New Year!

K

The Longest Night Has Passed

2011-12-26T10:07:00.000-08:00

We've endured the darkness
but the longest night has passed
light has returned and we turn
towards it, accepting its
warmth and radiance

With each day, the light grows
and we can accept its gift
and open ourselves to
new beginnings with
hope and wonder

And as the light fills us
we reflect its beaming glow
of life back into the world
for all to know the deepest
joy and peace

Living in the light
the world shines
with all the dreams
we've dreamed......
you and me

Just Enough of Everything

2011-12-19T15:14:00.000-08:00

The unexpected brings what's new and

smiles, words and energy prevail

and you bask in the moment,

with wonder and joy at it having

just enough of everything

Surprise, surprise

who knew the next corner

would be the one to reveal

and with it came the needed eyes to see

just enough of everything

This thing.. this moment so sweet

captured in the reflection of beauty

so attentive and awkward and

brimming with many delights that are

just enough of everything

Dancing in the light with music

swirling in the air, life takes

my breath away as the sun warms

my face and my day is filled with

just enough of everything

Got Yarn?

2011-12-15T12:46:00.000-08:00

My first Christmas present arrived in the mail a few days ago and I've been delightfully busy ever since. I had asked for a ball winder and my wonderful mother sent it along with a cute note saying "Hope you enjoy it - whatever it is!" I have the best mom!

Armed with my new ball winder, I spent yesterday searching my house for my entire yarn stash. I'm actually still finding yarn today! Then I began the process of winding balls... oh, so much fun! I know, I know... I'm kind of a dork, but - hey! - I love my yarn stash! Having my hands on all this yarn is certainly inspiring... I'm sure I'll be back to knitting soon!

I hope something has your creative juices flowing, too!

For the Moment

2011-11-27T16:40:00.000-08:00

Hold me in your arms and

look into my eyes

don't look for forever, just

for the moment

Peel the onion before you

layer by layer

the reveal slowly unfolds

for the moment

I have to say.......

I don't know what to say

I'm speechless

for the moment

Words pour out and

beauty reflects from my eyes

and I am captured

for the moment

"Flower" by R Shaffer

My Knit Masterpiece

2011-11-25T11:32:00.000-08:00

I realized the other day when reviewing my blog that I never posted anything about the sweater I knit earlier this year shortly after teaching myself to knit! This must be rectified as my summer cardigan was a smash hit that I wore many times during the summer months. Many of my friends will immediately recall seeing me in it a number of times.

It began with a trip to The Swift Stitch in Santa Cruz, where the sales attendant was wearing a delightful little short-sleeve, cropped length cardigan she had knit herself. I immediately loved it and asked her about it. I explained I was new to knitting, but had really taken to it. When I showed her my current project, she felt confident I could get through the sweater's pattern. She pulled it from her stock and help me select some luxurious yarn. I went home excited to tackle this next knitting challenge.

After a quick check of my gauge, I began. The cardigan is constructed in five pieces with some knitting completed after the pieces are sewn together. Here's a pictorial of the entire process. Unfortunately, I don't have a picture of me wearing the sweater, but I'll work on that!

The sweater is knit in five pieces from bottom to top. This is the beginning of the back.

Almost done with the back. You can see the increases for the back shaping and also decreases for the armhole.

Back is complete, but unblocked. Right front started.

Tilt your head... right front complete.

Blocking all the pieces. You can see one of the sleeves and both pieces for the front.

Once the back and front pieces were sewn at the shoulder, I was able to knit the neck band and also the button band. Saving the buttonhole band for last.

The very last stitch of the construction phase!

All sewn together. Now I just have to do that buttonhole band....

All finished and I found four fabulous buttons that match perfectly.

My Next Calligraphy

2011-11-23T08:51:00.000-08:00

I've been feeling a calligraphy for a while now, but was unsure of the words it would entail. When I'm feeling a piece of artwork bubbling up, I truly enjoy the anticipation of what will emerge and capture my desire to create. I rarely sit at the table wondering what to create. Rather I am urged to my table, no longer able to contain whatever has taken hold of my creative spirit.

It is with this wonderment that the past few days have passed, until yesterday a quick peruse of my Facebook page showed me the words of my next calligraphy.

Before I share them, let me say this: the past couple months have been a deeply introspective time where I have not only looked inside myself, but also outwardly to the world as I consider how I will again rebuild my life after a time of difficult changes.

I'll thank my Facebook friend, Ajay, for the inspiration:

‎"Who looks outside, dreams; who looks inside, awakens."

- Carl Jung

This quote perfectly captures my current experience as I both dream about my future and further awaken to myself and I knew the moment I read it I would calligraph it. The bubbling inside is now at full boil and my art table beckons... my pens and brushes yearn for my touch.

Stay tuned... I'll share pics as this one comes to life!

Dancing With Desire

2011-11-12T08:47:00.000-08:00

My heart brims with desire

With the luxury of time,

I bathe my mind in

warm and bubbly

thoughts of pleasure

Time pauses and I soak in rapturous delight

Floating from thought to thought

with each permeating

heart, body and soul

I am quenched

Intimate love is life's gift to each of us

Even without a partner

I will dance in this playground

if only in my mind

with all that I am

Choices

2011-11-04T08:34:00.000-07:00

Life is about choices and about learning the only control we have is over our own.

The choices of others can destroy us if we allow.

But another choice can be made.

A choice of renewal.

A choice of embracing the unknown with loving arms and depths of hope and without fear.

Never alone, I choose to live, I choose to laugh, I choose to love.

Betrayal

2011-10-12T12:41:00.000-07:00

Betrayal came into my life at a very young age.

I was four years old when a male babysitter convinced me to place his penis in my mouth. I was reluctant to do so when he asked, my argument being he would "pee." He promised not to do that and so I complied with his request. He then urinated in my mouth.

The horror of that moment still lives in me today. Nothing can prepare a child for the betrayal that comes from a trusted caretaker.

When I was eight years old, I traveled with a beloved family friend, "Aunt Cindy", to Buffalo, New York, where we would visit her sister and brother-in-law. While there, one afternoon the brother-in-law took me in the car to pick up lunch. Back in those days the front seat of the car was a bench seat with no center console.

When we first left the house, I was sitting next to the passenger door with plenty of space in-between us, but when we had driven a ways, he asked me to slide over and sit next to him. The moment he made the request, I sensed something was wrong. Reluctantly, I slid across the seat towards him.

What happened next never should have happened. I remember some of it. I remember telling him I didn't like what he was doing. I remember when it was over, sliding back to sit next to the door again. Years would pass before I would tell.

Even as I write these words today, my body is racked with fear from these memories.

Betrayal comes in many forms and can leave open wounds, scabs and scars across our lives. No one is immune.

For as much as I have been betrayed, I have been loved many more times over.

I've worked hard to heal from my past and to recognize my own wounds and scars and how they frame my world. I've learned to trust and to not be afraid. I have loved.

To me, this is the essence of the Light conquering the darkness.

An Open Door

2011-10-03T15:00:00.000-07:00

Revised 10/8/2011

Yesterday when I arrived at church with a car full of food for a luncheon after services, I was dismayed to realize I had forgotten my church key. There was plenty of time to go home and fetch my key, but there was no energy in me for that.

I stepped out of my car with a sunken heart, purse and car key in hand. I locked the car door and walked to the side of the church hoping to see if perhaps someone had already arrived. No one was there. It's early.

Figuring on a wait, I turned and walked towards a little bench in front of our church. There I would sit and wait for someone else to arrive, hopefully with a key. Disappointment would keep me company.

As I walked towards the bench, I looked at the fellowship hall just beyond with it's locked door. Maybe it's open. Suddenly I felt the possibility of the door being unlocked. It shouldn't be open.

I walked towards the door and up the few steps - dismay now replaced with hope - and placed my hand on the knob.

With one turn the door swung open and I entered the sanctuary.

Chuckling to myself, I returned to my car to retrieve my groceries. I couldn't help but notice a bounce in my step and a smile on my heart.

Revelation 3:8 "I know thy works; behold, I have set before thee an open door, and no man can shut it: for you have a little strength, and have kept my word, and have not denied my name."

Amen.

A Love Poem For Me

2011-09-28T08:33:00.000-07:00

Love For You

Beautiful and lovely, Kristin
How I marvel at the day the thought of you came

With such care did I create you
Full of compassion, wit and intellect

Fragile and tender-hearted

I know the suffering you endure

But I am always here

Nothing will ever keep me from you

Never will a moment pass where I am not filled with love for you

Time cannot measure the length of my love for you
The ocean depths are shallow compared to the depth of my love for you

Always will I love you - just as you are
Always will I be filled with love for you

You are perfect in my eyes
You are malleable in my hands

You are my child
You are my love

Now and Forever

Knitting Escapades - Part 2

2011-07-09T12:15:00.000-07:00

Okay - I'm hooked on knitting (funny pun there if you think about it!)... =)

Since my last post, I've finished the fingerless mitts I had started and also a hat. I'm well on my way to finishing a second hat that has knit up fabulously. It's amazing how checking your gauge improves the outcome of your knitting!

So for all of you wanna-be-knitters out there: If I can do it, so can you! It's really just a matter of patience and practice. Check out Knitting Help dot com.. they have great, short videos that show you all the techniques up close.

Here are some pics of my progress:

One of the finished fingerless mitts:

Hat with cable and lace pattern - I checked my gauge very carefully for this hat and it's knitting up to the perfect size for little old me!

Happy knitting!

Knitting Escapades - Part 1

2011-06-25T10:04:00.000-07:00

I've been crocheting my entire life and have made many things with my crochet hook, but knitting has always eluded my skills. I've made the decision to change that and here we go on my first official knitting project that I intend to finish, no matter what!

The pattern I'm using is for a set of fingerless mitts, which I downloaded for free from Ravelry. I also purchased a set of bamboo knitting needles, which were recommended by the store clerk at Bobbin's Nest to be easier to use than metal needles for beginners. A fresh skein of yarn and I'm on my way.

Here is a pic of the cast on stitches - it took me five tries to get the stitches cast on evenly with the first couple of knit rows completed. I kept dropping stitches or making them too tight - it was frustrating, but I was determined to do it again and again until it seemed just right.

But persevere I did and eventually, I did get the hang of it. Watching the free videos on Knitting Help dot com really helped. In fact, I've been trying both English and Continental knitting methods and I've decided the English method works best for my hands. Here's the next pic and in this one you can actually see the pattern emerging:

And one final pic from yesterday to show the end of my day one efforts. Unfortunately, I didn't get a pic of the delight on my face:

Stay tuned....

My Joyous Heart Sings

2011-06-05T14:17:00.000-07:00

Since becoming choir director at my church in late March, my heart has been expanding and expanding and expanding with joy until today it was finally so full of joy, it burst and in the droplets of joy that showered over me, I found this poem. -K

My joyous heart sings

"Sing out, oh my soul"

When I sing unto the Lord

my world is perfect and whole

My heart was once empty

for meaning it did long

And then You surprised me

and gifted my heart a song

This song You have given

has been there all along

And now that I've found it

the tune grows ever strong

The song in my heart
is not just for me
It is for all who seek Him
it is God's melody

May the music in my heart never end

may it play forever more

May it bring glory to the one

that my heart adores

I sing for You, Lord

I sing for me

I sing for the joy of others

I sing for all eternity

The Agony of Jesus

2011-04-21T13:22:00.000-07:00

Did you know the word "agony" appears only one time in the King James Bible? I didn't.

When I read this today, I was surprised. I checked my Strong's Concordance to ensure the accuracy of the statement and, sure enough, there on page 28 in the concordance, listed only once, was agony.

The Greek word for agony is agonia meaning a struggle (properly in Greek, the state of being in a struggle) or figuratively anguish or agony. Agonia derives from agon which means conflict, effort or contention.

It seems obvious that this word is more than just "agony" in the English meaning - it is a struggle filled with anguish and conflict and contention.

So where is it that this one word appears in the Bible? It appears in Luke 22:44, but let's look at the entire passage to get the full story behind this one scripture and allow me to set up the scene.

Jesus has just shared the last supper with the twelve disciples and has told the disciples one of them will betray him. Now, after the meal has ended, Jesus, with His disciples following, goes to the garden to pray. Here are the scriptural passages that follow:

Luke 22:41-44

And Jesus was withdrawn from them about a stone's throw and kneeled down and prayed, saying,
"Father, if thou be willing, remove this cup from me: nevertheless not my will, but thine, be done."
And there appeared an angel unto him from heaven, strengthening him. And being in agony he prayed more earnestly: and his sweat was as it were great drops of blood falling down to the ground.

My study Bible adds this note:

Jesus is borne up in His hour of greatest need, when He must intercede not only for Himself but for His followers, who are about to leave Him in the lurch. Agony appears only here in the New Testament: it points to the intensity of Jesus' struggle. Surely Jesus wrestles, not so much with death itself, but with His own destiny to be made the sin-bearer for all mankind for all the ages. The punishment that had to be borne for our sins brings Jesus to His knees in anguish.

Jesus knew His destiny and knew what was coming and He struggled in agony and anguish over it. He even prays for the "removal of this cup" from his path, but then adds "not my will, but thine, be done." As many times as I have read this passage, today is the first time that I understand the agony of Jesus in this moment.

This week I have struggled with a personal issue - one that has born anger and hatred within me for more than a decade. Today, a particular event brought that anger and hatred to a head and I found myself weeping with complete and utter frustration. I am helpless in these circumstances and so I must surrender to them, but my heart resists with clenched fists.

In my frustration I turned to my husband, my mother and my Bible for comfort. I was blessed by the conversations with my husband and mother and then further blessed by my Bible in coming into this knowledge today regarding agony.

The Lord knows my struggle (He knows yours too) and has offered me comfort in showing me more clearly the agony of His own struggle as He walked to the cross on my (and your) behalf. I am truly humbled.

I've wiped away my tears and I'm wiping away my anger and hatred one small swipe at a time. It's a process - I get that - one that I have agreed to and one that I am surrendering to one unclenched finger at a time.

Threads

2011-04-10T14:07:00.000-07:00

Threads

Life is like an intricately woven fabric

made up of many different threads.

Some threads are prominent only in some areas

having distinct starting and stopping points.

Other threads dot the fabric throughout.

While others still form the very foundation

of the cloth itself being constant for as long

as the threads have length to give.

The threads no matter how used serve only

one purpose: to make up the whole.

Only the Master Weaver knows the final

design of the cloth and only in His hands

will the threads find their place.

As each day passes it is my joy to admire

the work of the Master who so cleverly weaves

the threads of my life together.

Answer Well

2011-03-20T15:04:00.000-07:00

Answer Well

I weep for what was

Yearning for comfort I reminisce

and remember

If allowed,

I could stay here a very long time

But the past holds not my potential

only lessons that

when practiced

prepare me more

For the joys ahead and

the sorrows yet to come

How will I live my life yet lived?

The future is determined in

the smallness of each moment's choice

What shall I carry?

What shall I leave behind?

What shall I cherish?

What shall I protect?

In each moment

With each choice

We answer the questions

of life

Answer carefully.

Answer lovingly.

Answer well.

Pages from 2010 Life Book

2011-01-01T14:05:00.000-08:00

In April 2009 I purchased a Fabriano Venezia Book, a delightful sketchbook filled with wonderful Fabriano watercolor paper.

Incredibly, I wrote on a few pages in 2009 and then put the book down and didn't touch it again for more than a year.

Luckily, I picked it back up on August 4, 2010 and I haven't put it down since.

This book has become so much more than a sketchbook - it really is my "Life Book"... a sketchbook, journal, scrapbook and photo album all in one.

Here are some of my favorite pages since that wonderful day in August and, I'm happy to report, I have a brand new Venezia Book for 2011!

Feliz Año Nuevo!!

-- Kristin

Forever In Your Eyes

2010-04-05T21:24:00.000-07:00

Forever In Your Eyes

How beautiful I feel when

you caress and hold me close

How wonderful it is to be

the one you love the most

How is it that you found me

so lost and all alone?

How is it that you left behind

the place you called your home?

How will I ever thank you

for loving me so much

There's nothing I desire more

but to simply feel your touch

I know our love's forever

the world can keep its lies

Because I can see forever

when I look into your eyes

Hope

2010-03-08T20:44:00.000-08:00

My latest work-in-progress... another Versals lettering with Celtic knots. The letters are bigger this time, which allows me to paint the inside spaces with watercolor. I'm trying to decide if I want all the letters blue or not. I'm thinking an alternative could be to fade to magenta with a pretty purple in the middle. What do you think?

Majestic Redwood Tree

2010-03-06T09:58:00.000-08:00

During the last camping trip in my camper, I painted a majestic Redwood tree that was on the camp site. I had forgotten about this watercolor until recently when I was going through all my sketchbooks. Unfortunately, my scanner is not big enough to capture the entire work, but most of it is in the scan.

I really miss my camper.

Painted October 24, 2009.

"Transformed" - The Finished Work

2010-02-02T15:09:00.000-08:00

For Cathy... 8-)

Starting the Final Ink

2010-02-02T07:18:00.000-08:00

As I work on inking the final work for "Transformed", I am reminded of two things:

1. Art is about expression, not perfection... and
2. I am WAY overdue for an eye exam!

I feel blind as a bat, but I love how this is turning out.... 8-)

Practice Makes Perfect

2010-01-28T19:29:00.000-08:00

My pencil sketch of the word "Transformed" is complete and ready for ink. However, before I take permanent black ink to my final work, I need to practice. I created another version of the pencil sketch with only a few of the letters to work with first. This enables me to practice my knots and to get control of my pen. It also allows me to experiment with the placement of the ink in each letter.

I tried both interior black with white ribbons and interior white with black ribbons. The interior black with white ribbons shows the lacing of the knots, which I think I like better.

When making the Celtic knots, it's important to get the lines perfect so that the knot is clearly visible and the lines begin and end exactly where they should. You can see in this practice sketch that my lines are not quite perfect yet, thus more practice is needed before I tackle the final work in ink. Practice makes perfect!

Transformed - Initial Sketch

2010-01-21T20:42:00.000-08:00

I'm working on a calligraph of the word "Transformed" for my church back in California and wanted to capture the different stages of the work. Unfortunately, my scanner is not long enough to capture the entire work in one scan, so two scans it is.

This is the initial sketch in pencil, which ensures my spacing is sufficient for the entire word and also sets up the initial design for each letter. This is Versals lettering with Celtic Knots. The pencil sketch is very light... hopefully you can see it.

Versals with Celtic Knot

2010-01-20T12:49:00.000-08:00

My first attempt at Versals lettering with a Celtic Knot. Created today for my step-father's birthday... can you guess his name? 8-)

Panic

2010-01-18T07:43:00.000-08:00

My first ever by line happened the week of June 21-27, 2007, in Santa Cruz's popular weekly publication, Good Times. I entered their annual 66 Words contest and submitted a short story containing only 66 words. I created the short story from a longer version written earlier that year at my first Holy Ink Writing Workshop and it's based on a true story about my two-year-old son. I was thrilled to see my first by line in print! Here's the story and a scan of the published page it appeared on that summer.

Panic
Panic swallows me as my toddler crawls towards a narrow storm drain opening. Lunging to stop him, I fail, and he disappears into the pipe. I try coaxing him back with my words. He only giggles. Seconds now take eternity. I remember I have his pacifier. Holding my breath, I offer it. Manipulated by desire, he takes the bait and crawls out. Holding him, I weep.

My Dreams

2010-01-15T13:14:00.000-08:00

My Dreams

When I go to sleep

My dreams are filled

with you

Your sweetness swirls

throughout my mind

I can see your eyes

I can hear your voice

I can almost feel your touch

You are with me

in my dreams

But then I wake and

find you are gone

And all I want

is to sleep again

To be near you

To love you

If only in my dreams

Patience

2010-01-14T17:17:00.000-08:00

Many years ago, I did calligraphy on a regular basis, but then for some unknown reason, I stopped. I'm trying to get back into calligraphy now, but with a new twist - adding watercolor! This is a small (and quick) experiment I did on December 25, 2009, in my sketchbook and I'm so happy with it, I'm going to do a larger work of the same.

Laugh

2010-01-10T11:48:00.000-08:00

I love this poem. It reminds me that no matter how bad things get in your life, laughter is the very best medicine.

Written October 2009 at Cathy Warner's Holy Ink Writing Workshop

LAUGH...

often

boldly

outloud

in public

in private

in the car

in the house

at dinner

before breakfast

after your shower

in your sleep

when you least expect it

through your life

Just Laugh

Tower Clock

2010-01-09T11:00:00.000-08:00

Here's another watercolor painting I did as part of Sketchcrawl 21.

Painted January 10, 2009

Keith - A Portrait

2010-01-07T10:25:00.000-08:00

Keith was a dear friend of mine that died two-and-a-half years ago. Some time after learning of his death, I used pictures of him received by his mother to paint his portrait.

Painted August 2008

Chinatown Bank

2010-01-05T07:17:00.000-08:00

As part of Sketchcrawl 22, I went to San Francisco's Chinatown and was completely taken by this bank... it was so beautiful. I would go to the bank everyday if my bank looked like this!

Painted April 11, 2009.

Jesus the Shepherd

2010-01-04T07:26:00.000-08:00

Back home in Boulder Creek, my church has a beautiful stained glass window depicting Jesus as a shepherd. In the window, Jesus is seen with three sheep, one of which is a young lamb he's carrying in his arms. On May 24, 2009, while attending worship, I felt moved to paint the window and now everywhere I go, the Shepherd is with me not only in my sketchbook, but also in my heart.

No Greater Love

2010-01-03T10:59:00.000-08:00

Written today, January 3, 2010

No Greater Love

Bring me your broken heart
Your broken bones
Your broken life

Lay your bloodied wounds
Upon my presence

Bring your cares to me
The one who cares for you

Let your damaged soul
Be washed

For there is no greater love
In the universe

No greater love in eternity

No greater love than mine for you

Frisbee Girl

2010-01-03T08:20:00.000-08:00

This is my Golden Retriever, Sara, fetching her frisbee from the river. Painted in August 2008.

Where I'm From

2010-01-02T07:02:00.000-08:00

Written in May 2007 after attending my first Holy Ink Writing Workshop

Where I’m From

I am from spirit and light
And dust and breath
Sewn with threads of time
To become flesh

I am from heart and soul
And thoughts and dreams
Fed with rivers of emotion
To become life

I am from the past and the future
The beginning and the end
Filtered through the eyes of the soul
To become the present

I am from husband and wife
And daughter and sons
Grown with laughter and tears
To become family

I am from smiles and joy
And sorrows and grief
Woven with virtue and choices
To become memory

I am from notes and keys
And voices and song
Matured with practice and patience
To become music

I am from intimacy and desire,
Needs and insecurities
Sifted with instinct and love
To become woman

I am from sunshine and sand,
Palm trees and blue water
Torn apart by mountains and heartbreak
To become home

I am from knowledge and books
And classes and lectures
Molded with experience and time
To become wisdom

I am from heaven and hell
And from Eden and the cross
Sacrificed with blood and thorns
To become salvation

I am from verses and scripture
And Psalms and the Word
Folded with worship and prayer
To become peace

I am from all that there is
And all that will be
Carried in the hands of God
To become eternity

Self Portrait

2010-01-01T16:41:00.000-08:00

Not sure this looks like me, but, hey, I tried!

I Am Like the Sea

2010-01-01T16:35:00.000-08:00

Written April 29, 2009

I Am Like the Sea

I am like the Sea
With unknowable depths
And gentle shallows
I am blue with the knowledge
Of the world's suffering

At times I am smooth and silky
Gently guiding you on your way
But the harsh winds
Of my storms can toss you
From shore to shore

I am like the Sea
Forever calling to you
Come wander through my depths
Partake of my unending abundance
Love me as I love you

A New Blog

2010-01-01T15:15:00.000-08:00

Kreative Kristin will be dedicated to sharing my creative works - poetry, watercolor, calligraphy, sewing - lots of creations!

My hope is in sharing my creativity, I'll spark the creative spirit in all who visit.