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Cyanotype Sunrise bursts onto the scene

My writing is all but buried within my art these days, and has been for quite some time. Things I used to say in words I now put into my paintings and sometimes I talk about that and most of the time I don’t. I’ve been busy with my new Instagram; I say busy but … Continue reading

The light kaleidoscope of colors

Routines took a backstage. There was no normal in 2020 and in the unscheduled time that lent itself to the brief consolation of daydrinking; that was thankfully brief and not lasting and I had an intentional shift to the accomplishment of tasks. I wish I had kept a written list but I didn’t. My quickly … Continue reading

Press one for happy birthday

It is not for lack of content I have taken some time from writing this blog. If anything, there is an exceeding amount of content; so much so, it is challenging to know where to begin. I have had the good fortune of two visits to Manhattan in the past six months. There are so … Continue reading

Like the wave of the sea

For all my talk of light conservation, I LOVE TIMES SQUARE. No one is more surprised than I am. I love it there; I visited many times while in New York over Christmas. Each time enjoying the subtle differences of the experience. The lights, the traffic – I tend to have an affinity for traffic … Continue reading

No time like the present

No time like the present to resume blogging. As I sit here, early, Houston being here. From the hotel window, I could see soccer players late last night under the lights at Memorial Park. I don’t believe in outdoor lighting aside from sporting events – and not for events like in giant dome buildings but … Continue reading

Part of me has gone there to stay

I met Optimus Prime, yesterday, thanks to my eight year old son who invited me to the most recent Transformers movie. I admit, the ONLY reason I agreed to go to the movie yesterday was to spend two hours sitting beside my son and to do something he wanted to do that appeared to make … Continue reading

Love is a renegade word

One month since my last post. In that time, I have continued to attend art festivals such as Galveston Food & Wine Festival. The travel schedule can be a little intense and I am resting today. Resting in bed, my favourite place from where to write a blog. Rarely am I resting in bed with … Continue reading

The Auspicious Invitation

My feelings of abandonment are subtle. I see it in relationships. I can’t say I feel overwhelmingly abandoned, it is subtle. Like a ghost from the past. I am glad to be adopted, grateful. It is the only way I can imagine my life. It feels safe. And yet I am caught in between worlds … Continue reading

Make a life you love

I’ve taken about ten steps back from social media, recently, with the thought of making available more time to paint. Two and a half years ago, I went back to school for my real estate license. I sold a few houses. I gave away about thirty paintings, then I sold a painting. Then, I sold … Continue reading

Our lives are separate, but that is an illusion

Yesterday, I was outside in my bikini enjoying the sunshine in 70 degree weather. Today, it is rainy and cold. The contrast has my hands cold. I have my hat on, now, and a great big sweatshirt. It is January, after all. This is to be expected. Yesterday was not expected. And for that, I … Continue reading

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