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There is Nothing You Can Name, That is Anything Like the Flu
Greetings, friends… Facebook is letting me know that I’m letting my followers down. Sorry about that. Truth is, I’ve had the flu! It’s hard to concentrate on drawing, art, and making sense of things in general, when you’re coughing your throat up, and your sinuses are as clogged as The Long Island Expressway at rush…
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It Was a Nice Idea, While it Lasted
Having a shortage of paper, and a shortage of energy, I decided the best way to keep up with my art, was to do little handmade notecards…much as I did holiday cards for the Winter Boutique. Something that I could maybe sell for $5 easily at a later show of some sort. Just relaxing, fun…
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The Worst of 2016….and Moving Forward…
I’m still a little groggy this morning. I stayed up until midnight to see the ball drop in Time Square. Makes me think, all the years I lived in New York City, and close proximity, I never made good on my intention to go to New Years in Times Square. I think the lack of…
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The Bird is the Word…
As I work on the crow picture, I’m reminded of Alfred Hitchcock and “The Birds”. I’m doing a number of crow, flourishing of course, in a limited color palette. Now, how do I not make it look like this? It’s unfair to crows, which are a dignified, intelligent species of bird. To be fair, it’s…
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Flourishing, not Surving
So, as I think about getting through the winter once again, I remind myself that certain species do very well in the cold, dark time of year. It used to be that in Connecticut, there were all sorts of winter birds. There were titmice, chickadees, and lots of cardinals. I’m not sure where they are…
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Winter Depression….Just Deal with it!
The title is a note to myself, not to those others who are suffering from SAD. It makes one third of the year horrible, so I have tried many techniques through my art to …just deal with it! So, one year, I did a drawing each month to make peace.. An example was making peace…
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Fading away
When I first moved to Danbury, the ideas for pictures came in a rush. It was a lot like being in a wild, passionate beginning stage of love. Once the highs and lows have straightened out, you’re either left with a solid, loving friendship..or a lot of bittersweet memories. As it was, I really was…
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Looking at the Smaller Picture…
Without working in the retail Christmas rush, I have gotten past the rush. Now, New Year’s is on the horizon, and then that expanse of time known as winter. Last year, I spent winter exploring the new landscape around me, a suburban, not New York City surrounding. Nothing much has changed in this new area…