Allison Mackie

Interlude with sunshine. Hello

Interlude with sunshine. Hello monday mein lazy freund. Allison Mackie

The exchange of words

The exchange of words is a lot like a virtual handshake. Is the writer’s grasp of the language strong and bold? Are the words gripping? Direct? Inventive? Sincere? Allison Mackie

Writing without words? Its

Writing without words? Its not easy, I tell you! I stab the pen into my heart and let the blood flow. No more ink, no more words, no more b.s. Just me. Allison Mackie

So worried was I that people would see through the painting into my soul – and guess at secret Alison stuff – that I scraped the paint off the canvas. It was too risky to expose what everyone hides…And yet isn’t that the job of the artist? Next step is to take the risk – … Read more

Paint right into the

Paint right into the darkness. While painting in these conditions the mind shifts gears, engaging the unconscious. Unique ‘insights’ happen in the dark. Allison Mackie

There are two types

There are two types of people in this world: Gypsy and Gadge. Which one am I? Neither. I’m a writer. Allison Mackie

There are many out

There are many out there who proudly call themselves critics, but I have come to see that many of those critics have never tested their own skill. Allison Mackie

It is a rare

It is a rare and valuable tonic to share insights, dreams and concerns with people whom you have never met. The sole purpose for such exchanges is simply to give light to one another. Allison Mackie

We need a safe

We need a safe place, a reserve of truth, a place where words kindle ideas and set ideas sparking off in others, a word sanctuary. Poetry is this gathering place of words. Allison Mackie

If the weeds are

If the weeds are pulled out of the garden too soon, the too shallow roots of the plants developing around it get pulled up with the weed also. Time is what is needed before criticism can be useful. Allison Mackie