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I Make Good on My Promises
I finished the rose garden, but I plan on giving it a better name. My thought is it’s either a piece of genius, or a piece of fecal matter. My good friend assures me that it is neither, but she really likes it. So, here you go! A drawing of a rose garden that my…
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A Rose by Any Other Name
Still looks good in a picture with a cat. Okay, enough about cats. Do I hear a collective sigh of relief? I’ve been working on Rose Garden. I was working on the first version while tired and sick, and it came out awful. Put it away to look at later, maybe it would look…
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Questionable Quandary
Hurray for spell check! Otherwise, I would have misspelled quandary. Thank God for the blessings of our digital world. Some of those blessings I’m not so fond of, however. But I digress. This blog is about art, not the information age. So, now the quandary. My latest drawing came out very well, in my opinion. …
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Missed the Boat…
Every so often, I do something that, to me, is unacceptable. In other words I….fail. Usually I don’t redo the ones that miss the mark, but this time I will. The featured picture is probably the best of the tries I made of this idea. I did it when I was painting with acrylic, rhinestones…
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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…
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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,…
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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…
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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…
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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…