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I Didn’t Really Feel Like Doing Any Art, Yesterday.
One thing I find about doing art, is that you have to keep it up. In some respects, it’s like exercise or meditation, if you slack off a day, you’re likely to slack off the next day…and then, before you know it, you’ve fallen back into the life of a slug sitting endlessly at your…
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Wishing You Joy…and a Couple of Blasts from the Past.
I know I must sound like a broken record, referring to healing art. Simply put, when a person is down and miserable, I want to supply an antidote. My work is unabashedly feel-good, joyous and happy. Making it brings me out of a chronic depression….I hope viewing it makes you happier, too. So, be it.…
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Speaking of Christmas Cards…
The below Christmas card is not mine. I wish I could claim it, but no, it’s the creation of one of my favorite illustrators, Evynd Earle. This is from a card that is actually for sale at the Metropolitan Museum of Art Gift Shop, where, once upon a time, I actually worked. So, since…
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Remembering New York City at Christmas
I’ve been dreaming about New York City recently…yes, I do miss, and I don’t. I think of the times when it has been idyllic, the glorious views, the excitement, but then…I gotta remind myself of why I left. Anyway, in the spirit of remembering what’s good about New York, if you can ignore the stampedes…
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Ahem,….While We’re Waiting
Well, still my pencils and papers are in limbo, between dwelling places. As an old friend of mine would put it, I’m “jonesing” on lack of creative time. My eyeballs are bulging, and the veins in my forehead are throbbing. So it feels, at least. Recently, I’ve been reading that simple coloring relaxes adults in…
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Happy Holidays and All That Jazz…
I’m getting ready for another Black Friday in retail, today, but in Connecticut instead of NYC. Yes, the move is final now…..I’m in Connecticut. I had my first Thanksgiving with a working oven in about 10 years..and let me tell you, turkey cooked in a crock pot, just isn’t the same. Ah, Connecticut….. Home.…
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A Stroll in the Old Neighborhood…
Here I am, being nostalgic again. As we were packing the car with a load of *stuff* to take to the new place, I saw my landlord’s chair, against the stone wall. He’s had it there all the years we lived there, probably many years before, and now…. It got me thinking of how the…
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Good-bye, New York
Well, I’m settled into my own place in Connecticut, now. It occurs to me, that this is the time of year, I’d get my view of the skyline back, because the leaves would fall off the sycamore. So, a revisit to that view.