neurographic drawing
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Joy and Comfort, Comfort and Joy
decenber 21; unbroken thread twinkle lights festoonour bare-branched backyard pussywillow: this year’s proxy for that which elicitedmy tiny gasp of wonder as a child, in my pj’s, seeing with wide eyesthe indoor evergreen at 9 waverly with itslights in primary colors, its sparkly tinsel heavily draped, andmy name in glitteron a shiny ornament. decades of… Continue reading
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A Beautiful Day in the Neighborhood
wayfinding not unlike the enticing darting light of tinker bell, the fairy dust of a nocturnal rabbit’s delicate footprints spools out in front of us in otherwise unbroken new-fallen snow for the entire one-mile length of labor-in-vain road,beckoning us forward, forward,this way, this way,as we walk together before dawn on a thursday in january. —dotty seiter ===== ===== Notes about poem and… Continue reading
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Discoveries
what in the world with a phrase from Gregory Orr’s “Untitled [You’re invited to visit]” to nose around in the atticis to be nine years old, alone in a space both cramped and unboundaried,as unfamiliar and shadow-distorted as a dream, a worldforeign, possibly forbidden, secret-laden;is to lift the lid of a dust-topped shoebox that shelterscreased… Continue reading
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As the World Turns
songfest (with a line and a half from brian andreas’s “#37”) absolutely everything is a chance to give love—the cloudless blue of a clear midafternoon skythe hardiness to withstand ferocious winds at -5° celsiusa birdseed wreath to hang on the leafless pussywillow treethe generosity to pick up litter blown onto the streeta back and forth… 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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