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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
Art offers sanctuary
Alain de Botton has quickly become my favourite new philosopher and in case you have not yet made his acquaintance I would like to introduce you to him. There is a series of videos connected to his School of Life but the one I watched for the second time today is through Rijksmuseum discussing Art as … Continue reading
Relate locally
Marcel Proust: The voyage of discovery is not in seeking new landscapes but in having new eyes. How easy it is in modern life to escape to a new place or a new person. If our desires balance between stability and adventure as Esther Perel teaches, then how do we navigate these needs? Renew on … 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
A breath of life
I have been travelling further into the season that I thought I would. I thought my travel would go through October and into the middle of November but I find myself still travelling. In the last two weekends, I have been to Galveston, Shreveport, Houston, then back to Shreveport again. I am grateful for the … Continue reading
One door closes, another opens
I am a wimp for cold water but I don’t mind cold rain or cold air on my face. I looked out across the pool today. I swam outside. When I arrived, steam was rising off of the water. I don’t keep up with outdoor temperature or even most weather, but I do notice the … Continue reading
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