Real Life : Jill Berry Blog

Beautiful woman
Scattered hope as pink petals
Soaring now, singing
Today I went to the services to honor this young woman, who was a bright, cheerful, talented young business woman. When she was diagnosed three years ago with ovarian cancer, I asked her what I could do.
Tell everyone, she said, tell everyone that ovarian cancer is the silent [...]

Come on a my house

Posted on April 7, 2010 - Filed Under My Work, Real Life, Uncategorized, What I am up to | 6 Comments

Houses are the one highly overused symbol that I can’t give up. Just can’t do it. I know they are a dime a dozen, yet I keep making them as though originality means nothing to me. The house above is one of a series I did when I was working with house songs, in this [...]

On to the Next Chapter

Posted on March 24, 2010 - Filed Under Real Life, Visual Inspiration | Leave a Comment

This is my last day here at the cottage, that is until I return on Sunday after Artfest. Today I will head to the airport to pick up Hegina and Arlene, then we will all romp over bridges, on ferries and over tiny roads to get to Port Townsend. It has been incredible to be [...]

Fourth Day in Paradise

Posted on March 23, 2010 - Filed Under Real Life, What I am up to | 1 Comment

Feeling smart, feeling lucky. Finally feeling rested and ready. It is foggy today, I cannot see the water. The birds are playing on the roof, their little birdie feet are tippy-tapping.
Last night I sat outside until it started to rain.
My lilies are starting to open, filling the room with wedding memories.
I have a little studio [...]

St. Patrick’s Day Limerick

Posted on March 17, 2010 - Filed Under Creative Exercises, Real Life, What I am up to | 2 Comments

There once was a dog named Teebo
Who when swimming would wear a Speedo
“It makes him look funky”
Said a passing by monkey
Teebo’s tears fell right on to his feeto.
By Sydney Erin Berry, poet, child, dreamer.

Reality Blogging

Posted on February 23, 2010 - Filed Under Real Life | 5 Comments

Today I have four friends in medical crisis. I am the kind of person who takes that to heart, and my mother would describe me as “acutely sensitive”. When you are made out of one kind of material, it is impossible to imagine that all of humankind does not share that makeup, but I am [...]