September 1, 2010 at 1:45 pm | Posted in Digital Art | 5 Comments


This image was taken on outdated Polaroid film, manipulated in Photoshop, hand painted in Painter, then rephotographed with another outdated Polaroid.



The Healing

March 30, 2010 at 4:03 pm | Posted in Photography, Poetry | 1 Comment

The Healing

Through the fog

I swim toward the light.

From the dark

I struggle toward the dawn.

It’s easier now

As winter stretches into spring

And the warmth renews my broken body.

Wild flowers paint the hillsides,

Glowing like fairy lights as the dawn bursts forth

In all its glory.

And though their life be short in this desert clime,

they heal and help restore my battered being

bringing me out of the fog

and into the bright light of day.


©Mar 28, 2010

How Many of Us

October 23, 2009 at 5:19 pm | Posted in Poetry | 11 Comments

How many of us
When we reach the end
Have regrets,
Dreams lost in the shuffle,
Words never spoken,
Hugs never shared
With someone in pain?

How many of us
When we reach the end
Will never have pondered
The light of the moon,
The song of the wind,
Or the stories found
In a grain of sand?

How many of us
When we reach the end
Will die lonely and lost
Without friends to return
The hugs we never gave,
The smiles we never shared,
The love we never knew?

Are you one
Of the many
To whom life was a drag,
A gift thrown away,
Where nothing of beauty
Entered your heart…
Or your soul?

Are you one of the many?

Vi Jones
©Oct 20, 2009

The Pond

July 26, 2009 at 4:24 pm | Posted in Poetry | 1 Comment

The Pond

Like Ghosts in the water

they come and they go,

to and fro,

in light and in shade.

They’re there for the looking,

but take your finger and

ripple the surface,

watch them scatter and dive

into the murky depths

to hide where they think

it is safe.

Never knowing in their tiny brains

there are denizens waiting,


to swallow in one gulp,

lunch, dinner, and supper.

Then those that were there

truly are

ghosts in the water.

Would that we humans

had such tiny brains

that we too,

could live

in the moment

 not concerning ourselves

with an uncertain future.

But the thought of that too,

is scary.

Vi Jones

©Feb 1, 2010

Ten Miles before Tea

May 25, 2009 at 9:13 pm | Posted in Poetry | 8 Comments

Ten Miles before Tea

I hiked,
And strolled.

I saw,
And studied.

I spoke
To the clouds,
The trees,
And the grasses.

I sang
To the four leggeds,
The winged,
The Finned,
And the slitherers,

My plan was to hike ten miles before tea
And here it is evening, and I’ve gone about three.

Vi Jones
©May 25, 2009

Wandering through Nature: Foggy Sunrise

January 3, 2009 at 3:50 pm | Posted in Digital Painting | 9 Comments

Foggy Sunrise

Foggy Sunrise  by Vi Jones. Painting this gave me a break from the scurry and rush of the holidays.

Yellow Posies

November 21, 2008 at 4:11 pm | Posted in Manupulated Polaroid | 10 Comments

Posies scan0005 Polaroid - Psd

Manipulated Polaroid

Dreamtime Bouquet

September 22, 2008 at 3:13 pm | Posted in Photography | 2 Comments

Copy of Bouquet 006

Digital photograph of a bouquet after having been manipulated in Photoshop Elements.

A Sigh in the Wind

August 16, 2008 at 2:38 pm | Posted in Poetry | 7 Comments

A Sigh in the Wind

My voice is no more than a sigh in the wind,
A falling leaf,
One among many,
A raindrop that doesn’t touch the ground,
A tiny bird lost in a storm.

So what does it mean if I am not heard,
Not noticed,
Not recognized?

It means simply
That I walk a different path,
That I shun the mob,
The crowd,
The social scene.

And does it really matter
If I find not the fame I seek
So long as I keep seeking?
For when there is nothing more to seek,
There will be nothing
Except the deep, dark void of inner space.

Vi Jones
©Jan 7,2013

God Beams Over Superstition Mountain

July 29, 2008 at 8:22 pm | Posted in Photography | 13 Comments

Monsoon Dawn JPG

This is what I awoke to a couple of mornings ago. Monsoon season in Arizona presents us with surprising views.

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