sneak peak..winter issue of butterflies and anvils, out soon.

meet featured artist, jill enfield... 

remember, yearly subscriptions are now available for 2012, here
(scroll down to the bottom of the first section.)

and as always, thanks for your support!


all the people i love...are here.
all the people that i love...can't hear.

all the people... that i love...aren't here. 
                                              - hot chip


new things for 2012!!!

i'm excited to announce some endeavors on the horizon for me 
this year.

1. my new site and business....www.eileenraffertyconsult.com

2. yearly subscriptions for butterflies and anvils for 2012! you can buy directly on site above! 

(to purchase or preview each issue at a time, please go here)

3. a few new workshops in new places! i'll be teaching for Maine Media Workshops and Pacific Northwest Art School. more information also on site above!

here's to a productive, creative and fun 2012...

talking with you.
about the state of the world.
and where we fit in.
crunching leaves...

moving through. simply.

airplane graveyard.
you stand among the ruins.
delicate and hopeful and young. busted up fuselage. your dress so fitted and pressed.
motionless. burned out wings.
not knowing if the remains are yours.
injured girl.
rusting yellow metal in heaps. lush green grass grows around you. as the bright country sun lights up your hair.
sun flare obscures your face and shoulder.
but you remain.
a giant among the battered pieces.
of this airplane graveyard.
and your world.

once we were best friends. without even knowing.
it's your turn to turn off the light.

once we were alike. without even knowing.
watching thunderstorms on the patio.

once we were confidantes. without even knowing.
we didn’t know what secrets were.

once we were happy. without even knowing.
that goodness meant we were together.

. you whispered. i heard it. i am sure.

grow. i whispered back. on the breeze that blew between us.

grow. i feel it. but i sit here in defiance.

grow. you know it. and you thrust out your shoots, without intention.

grow. i want it. but i am swimming in the thickest sea.

grow. you must. so you reach through the power lines for your sky.

grow. i can. but these tendrils hold me to this merciless earth.

grow. you will. and i’ll look for shelter below you.

grow. i will. but first let me rest my body against you.

grow. you have. and i cannot imagine this world without you.

grow. i am trying. but i cannot keep up with you.

grow. you show me. let me learn from your strength.

grow. i whispered. did i hear it? i am sure.