Mona's web page

Though aloft on turf or perch or poor low stage,
Both sing sometimes the sweetest, sweetest spells,
Yet both droop deadly sometimes in their cells
Or wring their barriers in bursts of fear or rage.

FromThe Caged Skylark by Gerard Manley Hopkins

my job               my writing               my art

my job
I am ESL (English as a Second Language) Coordinator at TVCC .
my writing
My play THE POST-MODERNIST was read in the 2005 season of the id Theater and the Seven Devils Playwright's Conference.
my art
Old Woman
acrylic on canvas
18 x 24
original given to Roger and Sally White
prints available upon request

See more of my paintings on my page in in the Saatchi Gallery website.

Mona's web page

Though aloft on turf or perch or poor low stage, Both sing sometimes the sweetest, sweetest spells, Yet both droop deadly sometimes in their cells Or wring their barriers in bursts of fear or rage.

Though aloft on turf or perch or poor low stage,
Both sing sometimes the sweetest, sweetest spells,
Yet both droop deadly sometimes in their cells
Or wring their barriers in bursts of fear or rage.