It's the way your stars shine
Sometimes so bright I swear I could hear
And it's the way your moonlight
Falls on your mountain lake so clear
And it's the way your sunshine
Paints your evening sky
And it's the way your rain falls
To sing me to sleep at night and…I fall into you
God of creation take my breath away
God of the heavens in this very space

It's the way you lead me
The way we walk by your water's still
It's the way you hold me
The way you've felt all that I feel
And it's the way you touch me
The way you know when it's needed most
It's the way you form your words
On my heart while I rest in you…

And you enter suddenly
And I am lost again
Inside the mystery
I am lost again
And you come suddenly
And I am lost again
Inside the majesty
I am lost again…
Inside the majesty
Inside the mystery

— David Crowder ©2002

Done to my satisfaction

Finally have painted from a Death Valley photo without fighting the pull of detail. This after a failed half sheet with three times as much information: Luke, the painter; the mountains behind; the big sky and the striped mountain range on the right side of the valley. This one is just Luke and the mountains behind him, and it rocks.

I also painted without drawing first. It requires that I put paint down with a great deal of thought, and I believe this extra thought shows. I really don't know why I draw at all. Lack of confidence perhaps, or doing it that way because every other watercolorist does. Time to say "Enough of that."

I feel blessed again. The inner critic is silenced.