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Bookmarking Joy in December, 2
cell after cell flowsto apical meristemto become a leaf. Continue reading
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Bookmarking Joy in December, 1
We are now reduced to one significant choice. We can take our stand either on the side of life or on the side of death. This will never be presented to us as one large and final choice, but only as a succession of small choices, continuing to the seventh and the seven-hundredth generation. Because… Continue reading
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Deep Inside
walk deep inside the ordinary sacred paint decisions with me Continue reading
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The Invitation
I received a Llewellyn Skye online downloadable workshop as a gift in 2023. Thank you, Sylvia! That workshop and this resulting painting were such invitations into the gifts of process, a process in this case that turned out to span leisurely months and months, with long pauses en route. Some of the gifts: the delicious… Continue reading
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A Tease
Well, hahaha, I’m thinking I may do a little more fine tuning of the Skye-Llewellyn-inspired painting I’ve been writing about this week. Yesterday I hung it back on the wall oriented in a different direction from the one in which I’ve been painting it, and I see places where I’d like more balance. I know,… Continue reading
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Daredevil
with guest room bed as makeshift studio, I paint,collage, scribble, dare ——— Just sayin’, looks a little risky … Continue reading
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Deep Dive
If indeed any given painting is ever complete, I think I completed one today. Because I couldn’t remember when I started it, I trolled back through my photos and then through earlier blog posts, and, Whoa! This painting has a long history! I first worked on the actual canvas four years ago, taking it through… Continue reading
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November Morning Drop-In
I place attentionthrough my hands, my heartexpands, light floods in Continue reading
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Scattershot
more wholly here in medias resi walk to my studio,reconnect briefly with a journal pagewhere i began messing abouthaphazardlya few days ago. i tear a bit of paper,collage it to my mess,splatter india ink.the ink runsamok,not to my eye’s pleasure. i grab a square of toilet tissue,blot the ink,make a different mess,spy a nearby metallic… Continue reading
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Wayfinding
In Alexandra Fuller’s memoir, Fi, she writes, … and everyone has to find their own way [to survive, thrive, transcend]. C. S. Lewis knew: he knew grief , he knew love, and he knew love’s source. He knew, too, that for some, the way to Narnia was through a wardrobe, but to others the wardrobe… Continue reading
My Story
In 2014, I grab an unexpected opportunity to paint.
To make art.
I get hooked.
In 2015 I start a blog—a diary of my life as an artist.
I post my paintings and their stories. The good, the bad, the ugly.
My compass points: bust through fear, be playful, get messy, trust my gut.
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