What it all Means
Seeking Deeper Meaning in my life, thru my Art: I’m faced with this question. Making a statement about my art, who I am as an artist. What do I want … Continue reading What it all Means
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Many Moons: A New One Rises
“I am NOT giving up, I am not going anywhere, and I’m certainly NOT GOING QUIETLY!”
New Thoughts for a New Year
Belief: Trust, Faith and Confidence in something or someone…an Acceptance that a statement is true or something exists In Success: I have proven to myself, over and over again, that … Continue reading New Thoughts for a New Year
Gratitude Big
“Things I like to take out and hold from time to time…this special grateful day.”
A Day of Possibility
Finding a new project is an enlightening occurrence. Feeling exhilaration and anticipation. Where will my imagination take me? I feel new ideas stirring, a freestyle mood calling. Out of darkness … Continue reading A Day of Possibility
How Do I Always Get Here…How Do I Leave?
“one project done, the next begun: all clarity-no haze…”
NESTING SEASON
a time for cozy blankets, warm spiced teas and gentle thoughts Here in southwest Florida, on the “Sun Coast”(every few miles of coastline has a nickname) , we have been … Continue reading NESTING SEASON
The Ryan Licht Sang Bipolar Foundation and ME!
A Founding Artist of the Permanent Collection Due to the pandemic INSIGHTS IV was pushed forward to October 2021, again held at the Zolla Liebermann Gallery in Chicago. I wish … Continue reading The Ryan Licht Sang Bipolar Foundation and ME!
I’m Feeling Sheepish Tonight…Are Ewe?
“So here are some doodles…glimpses into the lighthearted, childlike creative I am…”
Totally Spent
“Knowing you did your level best to create something worthy…”
They Devour Our Pain
It’s been brought to light (as if it wasn’t already known!) that the more gruesome and violent a subject is, the more the general public want it. This type of … Continue reading They Devour Our Pain
A Long Lost Love
“Art class with the finest teacher…I did not think I liked the man…”
HURT
“…my face is not bright yellow, my eyes not tiny black dots, my mouth not a thin and crooked black line?”
A Power Play Please
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
Out of the Gutter Art 