“Art class with the finest teacher…I did not think I liked the man…”
“…my face is not bright yellow, my eyes not tiny black dots, my mouth not a thin and crooked black line?”
Do something! Say something! Move a muscle, change a thought! All seems to be running smoothly-till it’s not, and it’s not; right now. How? Every thing seemed peachy-‘seemed’ being the … Continue reading A Power Play Please
Did it hurt? No, of course not. (well, just a wee bit, maybe…) Oh, the joys of waiting to hear if you got the “Call”. That’s what we artists refer … Continue reading A “No” Blow to the Ego!
Ooo, Ice Blue is the Color of Cold AC!! I have been firing on ALL cylinders now that I am not pouring buckets of sweat every hour! The creativity seems … Continue reading AIR!
A Real “Old Florida” Rainy Season My own tiny paradise…
“…that secret ingredient that pushes us to create…true and lasting greatness.”
“I could send an angel…strong, beautiful…to intercept her in midair!”
******To all my dear friends who were worrying about me, I am doing fine and I did have a Covid test 4 days after I first felt sick, and it … Continue reading *UPDATE*Hello Fellow Fellows of Art
“brain injured in stages, blow by sickening blow…hands that…pledged to love and cherish me…”
” The place I was found is where I remain; a scar on the ground in The Land of Lost Names” I paint intuitively, I guess you could say. I … Continue reading The Land of Lost Names
…not Buffalo Bill, not Hannibal Lecter…no, Paper Factory…”
“…work that could not have escaped…without the catalyst of discomfort…”
“How I do struggle, with all the Angst pushing against the walls of me….”