I routinely ask myself why I even bother to make artwork that hangs on a wall simply to make our rooms look nice. Really. When some folks have barely enough coins to feed themselves and others with no walls at all to hang things on, I question my motives. But the reality is that, like… Continue reading Why make art and coconut cake.
Yin and yang. In and out. Up and down. There are equal opposites in every part of life that flavor and sweeten each other with the anticipation of the change. For what would the coming of autumn be without the memory of spring? Thusly, there are seasons in the life of an artist. Creative expression… Continue reading The seasons of creative expression
Not the raspy, Kathleen Turner sore-throat thing (although there is something to be said for her mystique minus the cigarette)...but my artists voice - my ability to express myself through words or on canvas, or, even know what to express. I understand that it happens to the best of us - but you would… Continue reading Loosing my voice