Alice Eckles
Bio
artist, writer, being
I’m interested in life, nature, art, books, joy, beauty, doing stuff and refreshment.
Art portfolio at www.AliceEcklesStudio.com
Daily paintings available at www.AliceEcklesArt.com
@aliceecklesstudio on Instagram
Stories (20)
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Mysterious Copilot
I have the feeling that I’m not alone, although I’m in a space tunnel. Who has led me to this small and narrow way? I don’t know exactly so I look out my only port hole and name my mysterious copilot , Marigold , for the yellow splotches scattered on the sublime plaid purple space ahead. That’s the aim of my journey. The tunnel of space all around me is soft darkness in dim shades of green, red, and blue. I don’t mind it. I’m not afraid. The way ahead seems pleasant, and I trust Marigold holds my heart at these high altitudes giving me a touch of light to steer by. I don’t know why but I do.
By Alice Eckles4 years ago in Fiction
Nancy’s barn
The whole point of a barn is to be beautifully old, unlike houses who should be new and fresh and ready to live in. Barns are for work and new work is built on old work in a continuous process from to master to apprentice, apprentice to barn cat, barn cat to farm worker, farm worker to artist. Of course sometimes there’s a gap in the continuous process, but just the same: A barn is ready. And that’s how I stood, well worn and waiting for work to resume after the flood.
By Alice Eckles5 years ago in Fiction
Doomsday locket
A heart. He could never say, “I love you” but this locket he gave her was in the shape of a heart. She had come that close to being zipped into the forced unity of Russia and Japan. The zipper pulling up to her neck caught on the locket and gave it its heart shape.
By Alice Eckles5 years ago in Fiction
