Enjoy Beckas’ beautiful art and poetry below and visit her website and facebook page for more from this talented artist. Don’t forget to check out our ‘Art-4-Sale’/Visual Arts section where you’ll find some of Becka’s original paintings available for purchase.
You can hear art cackle in the wind; she is a low flying crow, winging her way to the forest.
You can smell art cooking in the kitchen; she simmers, bacon in a cast iron skillet, luring you from underneath the blankets of your slumbering eyes.
You can taste art when the juice of a mango drips languidly off of your chin on a summer afternoon, soiling your best shirt.
You can see art when she’s looking right at you, or be shot in the back.
You can touch art when you are terrified, elated, when you are forgiven, forgotten, peaks and valleys, nothing and everything, synchronized.
You can hear art’s song in the rigging of a sailing ship, waltzing across the ocean’s waves.
You can smell art’s flatulence in the gritty underbelly of famous, rotting cities; she prefers filth to veneered falsity.
You can see art?
Ah, you can taste art with your tongue yet,
You can never touch her.