Thinking Of Griselle and O’Keefe

When our sheep Griselle died I waited almost a year then went to where her bones were and took her skull.  I’m not sure why I wanted it, but I thought  I might do something with it one day.  It’s been on the back porch this summer and when I saw the small pink flower hugging it, of course, I thought of Georgia O’Keefe.

This isn’t the way I was thinking of using Griselle’s skull creatively, but it works for now.

6 thoughts on “Thinking Of Griselle and O’Keefe

  1. Maria,

    I was in upstate NY in the woods years ago and I found a deer skull.
    I soaked it in a bleach solution because I didn’t have the means to sunbathe it.

    After almost a decade I still have along me. It will definitely become a part of some creation someday.

    Your musings are always insightful. Thank you always!


  2. The Jimson Weed is starting to bloom all up and down the acequia. So I am having Georgia O’Keeffe moments every morning. “Nobody sees a flower, really; it is so small. We haven’t time, and to see takes time — like to have a friend takes time.” “I decided that if I could paint that flower in a huge scale, you could not ignore its beauty.” Even the dog takes time to see its beauty, sticking her nose down into every blossom.

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