Since I mostly paint at an easel while standing on a hardwood floor, my feet can be very “owie” by the end of the day … In my late 30’s I started to feel like an old lady hobbling around in the morning and I wondered what was going on. I figured it was just an...
Over the years I have gathered many comforting items in my studio. I thought I would take the next few weeks and talk about my many “friends of the studio” If you have been following my blogs, you already know of my love for my good friend, aluminum foil. Read...
I was digging through my storage room this past weekend looking for a painting that I could rape for its frame….. Looking through old work is like an adventure into the past. Sometimes it is rather melancholy and yet sometimes it is like meeting an old friend. I...
I was trying to put together a “cool” artsy blog for this week and I was having trouble. Too many things on my mind… The forefront of which was the latest high school shooting here in the States. I remember being in high school and I think even the idea of being...
As long as I am talking about color, I have found a friend in a color that has gone underestimated on the color wheel. Yellow Ochre….. For some reason, (and I have been very guilty of this) artists try to build portraits in oranges, pinks and boring browns. I see...
