in a show in Denver. At the opening a man asked me who the bearded man was. When I began to tell him how he just showed up in my drawings usually taking center stage or placing himself in the background, it was then that I realized it was him that I was speaking to. His name was Steve and whether he places himself in center stage or in the background, we've been good friends ever since.
Friday, October 31, 2008
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Friday, October 24, 2008
Carnival I and II
acrylic collage on paper
both 16 x 20
acrylic collage on paper
both 16 x 20
She always had difficulty convincing her mother that her abstract paintings were non-objective. Upon further thought, she realized it wasn't just her mother.
She cringed when her mother thought that yesterday's paintings were about her teeth.
She hopelessly tried to defend herself with that ever useless monologue, "No mom, my work is strictly formal. It's only about the elements of art; line, color, shape, texture, and space."
But she only saw her daughter's ongoing and upcoming visits to the dentist. She couldn't get passed the teeth and gums. It was too hard for her to swallow.
Her art unexplained,
out there in a world that is confused,
only causing more confusion
and she wonders why.
Is it really only about nothing?
Thursday, October 23, 2008
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Usually from the backseat of an old Chevy on long trips to Grand-maw's house, or as you tinkered on that broken down truck, but mostly on Sunday mornings when you made your famous beer- battered biscuits,I heard that song.
You whistled or hummed to the forgotten words, but it was your song all the same.
I can see clearly now the rain has gone............
It's going to be a bright bright sunshiny day........
When the big storm hit, did you close your eyes?
Why did the rain sodden your days, months,then years?
Saturated, you allowed time to weather that storm.
But the clouds have passed.
It's over now.
I hope you can see clearly by now.
Years since found me on a country road just after a rain.
Your song came on the radio.
I could see the sun poking through the clouds.
When I called you that evening you said it was still raining, but you were doing alright.
A lttle rain never hurt nobody.........
I'll be back next week. I am going to visit my family in Dallas-maybe I'll have a few biscuits on Sunday morning if it's not raining too hard.
Friday, October 10, 2008
This pic should motivate you when you feel like giving up.
You see, Sienna has no teeth!
We call her our little sock puppet or Madame, http://www.madameandme.com/
I am not giving up, just taking a long weekend and maybe a few days tacked on.
So "Hold On" I will be back soon-
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
I have been tagged by http://sodistressing.blogspot.com/
OK here goes…
1. Link to your tagger and list these rules on your blog.
2. Share 7 facts about yourself on your blog - some random, some weird.
3. Tag 7 people at the end of your post by leaving their names as well as links to their blog.
4. Let them know they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their blog.
Here are my 7 random facts:
1. I am terribly insecure, but believe I am destined for greatness.
2. I live in a dream world, which I believe has something to do with that destiny in becoming famous.
3. I am obsessive about my weight and weigh myself at least 3 times a day, those who know me know that already.
4. I have to paint everyday, otherwise I feel worthless.
5. I call my mother everyday.
6. My husband is my best friend.
7. I question my existence daily.
Here are my people. I do not have 7 people that I feel comfortable tagging, but here are a few:
Monday, October 6, 2008
Friday, October 3, 2008
I heard today that when they preformed the autopsy on Albert Einstein
his brain was cut into 240 different pieces.
Throughout his lifetime it was speculated that his brain was larger than average, but
to this date there has been nothing substantial discovered about his intelligence and the size of his brain.
It has been proven that brain size does not determine intellectual ability. If that were so, imagine the lengths people would go for brain augmentation.
So this makes me wonder.
Is there a visible difference between an artist's brain to that of a fool's?