My Foolish Heart
14" x 20" Watercolor on paper
1989
When we cradle our heart, we feel its consistent and soothing rhythm as an African song, the steady music calming our soul as we carefully hold the vessel in our hands, its spirit comforted by our grasp as it beats softly through eons of space and time, coursing through the rhythms of the oceans, gaining momentum, then crashing onto our shores.