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I Don’t Feel Very Good.

  Can you dig it? I am sure most all of you can, gentle readers. You can probably deduce from my latest posts that my creative powers seem rather discombobulated. I would have to agree with you.  The “SITUATION” certainly has a dampening effect on my spirit; whereas I used to force myself to get around people and interact for my mental health, now I … Continue reading I Don’t Feel Very Good.

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An Awakening

Sleep has been a constant goal for me since I put down drugs and copious amounts of alcohol. Yet it has been the most evasive and endangered of species, teasing me with scattered glimpses of it’s eternal beauty. Oh, how I have longed for it’s soothing embrace, and so have everyone I have contact with; they also wish sleep would embrace me! .   The constant … Continue reading An Awakening

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A Saint Petersburg Artist Resident

It has been an enormously trying year and one half, year and 8 months , actually. I have grown SO much since I have lived here in St. Petersburg, I have learned to believe in myself, and in my ability to survive. As An ARTIST.  In my own right, I have put in the footwork, stretched my boundaries, made the connections, painted the dreams, and PUT MYSELF … Continue reading A Saint Petersburg Artist Resident

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The Lemon Tree Box

POINTILLISM, YAY! One of my favorite methods of mark making! So satisfying to see the images take shape, to know I did it with nary a line, just marvelous dots! ah, but the little box is not finished,not in pictures one and 2…   and not in the little video…so where is the little Lemon Tree Box now?….. Continue reading The Lemon Tree Box

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