Animals, Art, Life

Do butterfly like distractions haunt your mind?

“Distractions softly hover in the corners of my mind, 
like a butterfly haunts a flower.” ~M

Butterfly drawings and paintings previously completed using a variety of mixed media including: colored pencils, pastels, watercolors, crayons, ink and pens. Each piece was completed separately and measure 3 1/2 x 5 inches. They were then scanned and assembled into the collage above with no color editing, only adding a border design line.  Original art work completed in 2012, copyright Mark Schutter.

 Life: is infinite in its variety and intricacies, if we would only take the time to look.

Beauty: a splendor in so many things that exist right before us, with no effort on your part.

Pause: we often fail to slow down enough to see, easily distracted by so many things.

I wish you moments when the distractions fade and beauty crashes in, causing you to stop and pause long enough that it simply takes your breath away. Happy Spring!


Colorful Words

Colorful WordsHe spoke the words
he thought she wanted to hear.
Words he hoped
would fill her aching soul.

He spoke of blues and reds,
of greens and yellows,
but never black or white.

She heard his voice
speak the words on which her mind turned.
Words that sharply pierced
her heart and melted the walls she built.

She had prayed for so long
to hear a voice carried on powerful wings.

He spoke of blues,
and as she heard the words in her mind
she envisioned a velvet sky of cerulean blue.
Not the dark cobalt ultramarine blues
that existed within the depths of his
sojourners torn and battered soul.

He spoke of reds,
and as she heard the words in her mind
she envisioned a pure heart of valentines red.
Not the dark burgundy crimson reds
that bleed from the scars he keep hidden
deep within his barely beating heart.

He spoke of greens,
and as she heard the words in her mind
she envisioned fields of endless lush grass.
Not the dark withering moldy greens
that carried a sickness he could
never ever truly recover from.

He spoke of yellows,
and as she heard the words in her mind
she envisioned an ever brightly shining sun.
Not the dark bright treacherous mucus that
fell from his mouth with every word he spoke.

He continued to speak,
as if every word he said would echo
on forever within her mind into infinity.

He spoke the words
he thought she wanted to hear.
Words that in the end,
were uttered only in black and white.

~Mark Schutter ©2015

Be careful with your words, they hold tremendous power. Are you speaking truth and life in love? Or are you a clanging gong, not stopping long enough to listen and hear the need of others. #SpeakLife


Friday Haiku – Black and White

Happy Haiku Friday!



Deep inside the black
The colors hide from our sight
White shatters the dark

~Mark Schutter ©2015

Pastel drawing on black paper.

Ronovan from Ronovan Writes provided this week’s prompt words, Black and White. Ronovan is a writer and poet and he also does author interviews and much more. You can read some of his poetry and fiction pieces on his blog. He also hosts RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge every Monday. Anyone can participate. Check out his Haiku Prompt Challenge Guidelines for more information.

Art, Life, Writing

Do You Color Outside the Lines?

An artist is...In the beginning the lines we draw around our lives serve to define and differentiate us, and then over time they come to limit and isolate us. To experience the relationships we were meant to experience with God or other human beings we must hug those lines and even be willing to cross over and color outside those very same lines.
We often draw lines in our lives, setting boundaries all in the name of trying to keep ourselves from being hurt. In the end they keep us from experiencing all that life as to offer.  Free will allows us to be the artist of our lives and to create a life’s work that is uniquely us.  We only reach that place of breakthrough when we move past what is comfortable, what is known, what is expected and into the absurd.  We must allow the colors to run, to mingle and mix with the colors of others creating new hues and shades.
The community, the life we yearn for is only found in the anxiety of mystery.  We must choose to walk into the darkness of our hearts, search the undiscovered and shine a light into the dark corners revealing the beauty of color that resides there.  And by the grace of God find our true purpose to be a blessing of ripples impacting the lives of others.    ~M ©2014
To know one life
Art, Life, Photograph, Writing

Colors of Love

Colors of LoveDo you live with a passion allowing the colors of your life to shine outward, touching and impacting others?  How different would this world be if we all lived from our deepest and truest essence of what we were created and intended to be.  I encourage you to take the time to listen to your heart! Just Believe! ~M