Fitting In I sit quietly, this miraculous in itself. Hands finger smooth paper, caress the cold metal of the writing implement. Exhaling, eyes flutter, colors speak, indigo and Parrish blue flash behind gossamer lids, a sensation of the world flattening, planing, a compressed square of self slides, into my background, snapping in like a puzzleContinue reading “Fitting In, Digital Art and Poetry by Joan Ellen Gage”
Coloring Outside the Lines–Photography and Digital Art by joanellengage
Joan Ellen Gage 