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Somehow, I Managed It
As I was saying, I woke up to a an orderly mess of scribbles. So, what did I do. Sometimes, there are things in artwork that there are no words for. I did something here, I did something there, I added a little blue. So, I pulled it off. I captured the feeling a bright…
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An Idea that Didn’t Make the Cut
Or if you’d rather..an idea that crashed and burned. It was to be entitled, “One Person’s Trash”. I saw it sitting, discarded, by the side of the road. I found it to be cute and interesting. Obviously, someone”s daughter outgrew it. So far, so good. But then I started thinking about that little girl,…
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Down and Dirty
Time to get down and dirty, back to the nitty-gritty, and other last generation cliches…. Wasn’t my art supposed to be about healing? As I rush around producing merchandise for shows, and feel the angst of the approach of another Christmas Rush in retail…. Something stopped me, and told me to get back to my…
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What about it, Roxy, are you still a genius?
Somebody put this on my Facebook newsfeed. Could go for my art career as well. My plan was to be a successful, famous artist by the time I was 25. Yeah, right. In a world where feces in a can is art, I didn’t stand a chance. Not to mention,that if I had made…
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Last August….Redux
I’m working on the project for the college students. Right now, the winged foal is on hold. And the date for the Artisan Market is fast approaching. Not sure if I’m going to get the date of April 6th off at this point. The day job, the day job, that damn…..schedule difficulties at this point. …