I wrote about an experience I had following the death of my father; an old picture frame holds that aging poem. Today is the anniversary of his passing. It honor of him, I share... March 2, 2004 I had an amazing dream early this morning. I'll tell you about it sometime. It had to do [...]
Yes I smell emotions. I see colors when I hear music. The first time I heard the word synesthesia I was doing research for a paper in bio-psychology. There it was, right on the computer screen. I didn’t even know how to pronounce synesthesia but the definition described me perfectly. I sat for hours, [...]
May I show you my visual poem, Singing With Stars? May I read this poem to you? My friend, Kevin Donoho and I did a recording of Singing With Stars with backup music. It is on our CD, Peace On Earth Play Along Jams (available from my shop soon). You will hear Native style [...]
In 2008 I had a booth at the Zion Flute Festival. I later wrote to my sister about an amazing experience... There were concerts at night but my friends and I, who were also vendors at the festival, preferred to gather and play music together. We enjoyed allowing the evening to unfold. On the [...]
When I was five my father gave me a star. I still remember that night. He came downstairs, very late, to tuck me in. He found that I was still awake. My early home life was stormy and falling asleep was not easy for me. I remember how my father wrapped a blanket around [...]
A Handmade Artist Book by Annie Mathias This poem is written for the people I dearly love I look for the doorway with no frame To enter into the place with no ceiling and no walls. The land is before me now, beside me, within me I move with no feet and [...]
When I was young I knew that creating 3-Dimensional books would be an expression of deep wonder. I watched them appear in my mind, they cried out to come forth. My enthusiastic passion was met with scoffs and ridicule. (This was before the scratch n sniff and pop-up books... and those were not the [...]
