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So Little, and So Much
LOL: How can so little a bit of artistic real estate and so simple a concept as an arrangement of a few cut-out circles of color challenge me so much? Couldn’t tell ya, but that was my story here. In the end, though, once again: magic! En route, I’d collaged a strip of text in… Continue reading
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Off to the Races
Countless process questions and what-if’s roared off as I worked on this piece. what shapes?what color palette?portrait or landscape?what level of detail?how to create contrast?how to create balance?how much reliable pattern?how to disrupt pattern?how to move the eye around?what marking tools?how to respond to ‘mistakes’?text collage or not? In the end, I opted to include… Continue reading
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Magic
When I woke up last Saturday, the CutUp featured here didn’t exist. I had a studio with art supplies and a loose intention to weave into my day, if possible, the creation a new CutUp. By Saturday’s end, a new CutUp! The seeming magic of going from ‘nothing’ to ‘something’ never gets old. I feel… Continue reading
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Mindful Meandering
While I paint and collage and create, the primary gift is presence, being here and now. In large measure, especially as I get increasingly pulled into any one particular creative undertaking, I do not think with verbal language at all but engage wordlessly with the sensory processing of and physical interaction with my emerging art… Continue reading
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Perception
Today’s CutUp holds all the bits cut away yesterday from a piece of hand-painted dark green paper to yield three ‘positive’ dark green parabolas. When adhered to a brightly-colored background, a painting start from last year, those parabolas became the foreground of This Morning the World Is Made of Wind. Today, I adhered yesterday’s cut-away… Continue reading
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A February Fish Story
You’ve probably all heard or told a few fish stories, stories that are wildly exaggerated or untrue altogether. The fish story in my neck of the woods this week came from the meteorologists who predicted a major snowstorm across most of Massachusetts. We’re pretty hardy here in New England, not easily intimidated by the likes… Continue reading
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Have You Ever
Time for a camp song I’ve sung countless times over the years, full voice, standing up, with hand motions. Have you ever been a-fishin’On a bright and sunny daySeein’ all the little fishies Swimmin’ in and out the bayWith their hands in their pocketsAnd their pockets in their pantsSeein’ all the little fishiesDo the hootchie-cootchie… Continue reading
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Don’t Worry, Be Happy
This CutUp and its sister—sister posted yesterday—both make me feel gosh-darned cheerful. I just love the saturated primary colors, the simple sharp-edged shapes, the curved line of the stems, the textures, the differing patterns in the leaves and petals, and the asymmetries. They coalesce to ignite an instant inner and outer smile in me, and… Continue reading
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February Harvesting
On a recent road trip to Quilted Threads in Henniker, NH, friend Phyllis, a pictorial quilter, captivated my attention by sharing how she ‘paints’ with textiles by harvesting small pieces from lengths of fabric she selects to create the images that emerge in her quilts. In a process similar to Phyllis’s, I harvest mindfully-selected bits… 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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