into this deep

  • Sandman

    hey there sandman. I see the salt at your feet. The tears that have dried that now you push aside. Piled high like mountains in your way. And i wave until the sunrise steals the last of you. Eyes too much to see. they do not sleep. A mind cannot rest when it wrestles with…

    Amy Jones

  • Projects

    I forgot to post the pictures of my latest project. Of taking an abandoned table and breathing life into it. I wrote a whole post about it but I do not know how to link back to it. Basically, it is what keeps me going. I have not had a project to loose myself in.…

    Amy Jones

  • DREAM

    About 98 percent done. So I want to post. This is my dream piece. A lot of meaning here. So let me begin. A few days after Caleb passed, I had a dream. I was standing in front of my aquarium, Caleb was standing just off my right. I was looking at my fish, the…

    Amy Jones

  • Run

    I do believe I am over run with projects. Just cannot stop, will not stop.

    Amy Jones

  • Therapy

    Nothing puts me at ease like painting. Decided to do a mural. It’s my first one. Was always so terrified to try my hand. This was an unplanned thing. I painted the wall, which was all I was going to do. Then just kept going. Glad I did. It was good therapy. There are words…

    Amy Jones