Roxanne Baldwin's Artsy Blog

  • After My Tirade About Dogs

    After My Tirade About Dogs

    Why am I suddenly drawing so many bicycles?  Is it some kind of Freudian thing? So, there have been two recent drawing of bicycles.  The last drawing I made, and this one: Is it a wish fulfillment of my unfinished application to the Rhode Island School of Design?  As I think I mentioned, part of…

  • SICK AS A ????!!!!!

    SICK AS A ????!!!!!

    I spent the week after the festival, sick as a dog with a respiratory flu.  But let’s back it up a bit….sick as a dog? Where did that come from?  Why does a dog become a simile for illness?  Why such a desultory description of such a kind, benign, helpful creature?  I did a swift…

  • There’s No Business, like well you know…

    There’s No Business, like well you know…

    Last Saturday was the Danbury Street Fair! In which I participated in as an artist.  I was able to do this on the cheap, without investing hundreds of dollars on equipment. I was breathlessly waiting to take the tent from its case.  I only paid $65 and a trip to Queens, NY, so there would…

  • Forsooth, forsythia!

    Forsooth, forsythia!

    I’ve lamented and moaned on how fast spring passes.  You’re probably sick of it, I’m sick of it, but I’m going to do it again.  Why?  Because it’s another spring, and by the time I draw the daffodils, the tulips are gone. Damn. So this spring, I’m going to get away from my usual MO,…

  • venus and mars are alright, tonight

    venus and mars are alright, tonight

    For those of you who caught my short-lived, remarkably self absorbed post the other day,  I apologize. But an update, the featured picture “A Western Tao”, is alright after all.  Much to everyone’s surprise, my artwork survived the flood waters. It’s a drawing of a man and a woman.  Every remember the book “Men Are…

  • I’ve had it with this

    I’ve had it with this

    What have I had it with? Not being able to do my large pieces.  They are most expressive to me, and what keeps me going. My hand is fine, now, and other than work space, I’m ready. My first piece is going to be a nocturne, of the yard I had when I was a…

  • Sometimes, the Sky is Purple

    Sometimes, the Sky is Purple

    A lesson in creativity. When I was about 7, we were doing artwork at school. It was a assignment, don’t remember what.  Exclusive of one little boy, the kids at my group of desks, were drawing the sky blue.  That one little boy, was energetically coloring the sky purple.   One of the gaggle of…

  • What’s in the Box

    What’s in the Box

    So, as I have the time, I’ve been plodding along, a snail’s pace, slowly, working on my notecards.  Once again, I’m feeling in a level mood, I can concentrate, and not everything looks bad.  My wrist is becoming more flexible finally.  Spring is off to a good start.  So, here are recent additions to the…

  • Kill Them All!

    Kill Them All!

    and let God sort them out later.  Was that from a spaghetti western or a WWII flick?  I know it was a from a movie, or at least, I sure, sure hope that was from a movie.  Unfortunately, in this day, it sounds just horribly like something that would happen in real life. But that…