Roxanne Baldwin's Artsy Blog

  • The Bronx is up……….

    The Bronx is up……….

    Yes, I promised birds…………BUT. I changed my mind again. I found the files of old work, which was this woman’s treasure.  There’s a lot of stuff that I don’t think I put on this blog…was on my old Blogger Blog that still exists somewhere in the vast Universe of the internet, probably.  Maybe not, and…

  • Come Bobbing Along, Already!

    Come Bobbing Along, Already!

    I have a friend who visits from Thailand every couple of years.   He’ll be here in March, and I was starting to make plans……………and he said, “Well that’s two months away”.   I really thought it was right around the corner.  Thanks for nothing, James! As I said last post, I was going to work on…

  • 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…

  • Hit the Road, Rox…..

    Hit the Road, Rox…..

      I’m really looking forward to Spring. I probably said that last year, and the year before…..but it bears repeating.  C’mon Spring. I thought about it and I miss doing art fairs.  I managed to score a white tent on Ebay, and as time goes on find creatively inexpensive display items. i finally found a…

  • Making Progress

    Making Progress

    It’s Imbolc for Pagans, and Groundhog day for the rest.  It’s the day that early signs of spring are celebrated..the beginning of the end of the long winter. My cast is off, and I’m on to physical therapy. I can nearly write, which means I can nearly draw.  I’m typing normally again, in other words…badly.…

  • Turn, Turn, Turn

    There was  a song big in the sixties, during the folk music era.  The lyric went something like this; To everything, turn turn turn…there is a season, turn turn turn, and a time to every purpose under heaven. Some of you, I know, remember this song.  Some of you, will remember it because your parents…

  • The Flowers That Bloom in the Spring..Tra la

    So, in the time that I so looked forward to, spring, I’m stuck with a stubborn case of artist’s block.  You’d think, with all the time off I’ve had, I’d be fruitful as fruitflies.  I’ve made attempts, but nothing that I’m excited about..at least excited enough to do the hard work behind doing a drawing. …

  • Rushing the Season (and Rushing the Post)

    Spring moves by so fast, I wanted to get a jump on it.  The problem is, by the time I’ve managed to do a drawing of one stage of the season, spring is almost gone!  So, by the time I do a daffodil picture, the lilacs are already gone… My mother one year, greeted spring…