Painting of the Day

I am playing with paint and style. This one was just fun palette knife play along with a blush brush. Yes, I did say that. In fact many of my makeup brushes were purchased at the art store. Why not, right? Anyway, the big blush brushes are great for blending as in the clouds behind the trees and wispy grass in the foreground. When I finish a painting, like this – an experimental painting, it feels like just getting off a carnival ride. Up, down, spinning, speed…somehow this one little painting had all of that. Weeee!

From the Frying Pan

Physicist needed! I think that’s the profession I need; someone more observant, smarter and able to use both sides of the brain at one time. I’m so weak in my left brain that I need brain exercises. Maybe that’s what dumbbells are for (sorry).

I know, usually in this blog I’m beating up on the fashion industry…taking issue with buttons, zippers, pajamas, that sort of thing.

But to show my versatility, today I’m about physics. I very respectfully ask for the assistance and knowledge of science. I like science. It’s logical, unlike the fashion industry. Ok, so here’s the experiment I need help with. Ready? Go.

Despicable Is Alive And For Real!

This event was akin to telling me that there really is a tooth fairy or Santa Claus. Imagine for a second what that would be like. Surprise and awe come to mind first and then a grin. The kind of smile that makes you look a little dopey and brainless – in a good way. Ya know the sh*t-eating-grin – like your blissfully uninformed.

Well, that’s what I felt like when I met a cartoon that was a real human person. I couldn’t take a picture of him because he would have wondered why or asked questions. Or maybe, I was just too shy to do it which is usually the case.

Beasties of Burden

Framing my watercolors and embroideries has become too expensive. I can’t seem to sell everything either, so I’m left with a lot of framed pieces with no home. I thought of a way around this problem and still be able to continue doing my stitching. That would be with my little flying moths and birds which I’ve shown in previous posts. However, I felt like they needed a purpose or a story. This is what I came up with, as a small tag that would come with the critter:

Beastie of Burden

When my children where little and didn’t feel well, I would tell them to give their sore throats and tummy aches to Henry. He was a puppet that hung from the ceiling. They imagined their illness, no matter what it was, all balled up in an imaginary sack. Then they would give that bundle to Henry. He would fly their burdens to a distant place where illness and worry would turn to dust and disappear. My Beasties of Burden are just like Henry and come in all shapes and sizes. They are sure to fly your troubles away! They actually work beautifully for adults as well as children. All it takes is a few minutes and a little imagination.

Okay, thoughts? Are there any marketing people out there that would like to give an artist some free advice? Even if the advice is to stop trying to be an artist…I can take it…really.

The Real Woman’s Once-A-Month Spa (Yet another excuse to get away from the house)

Come join us in the exclusive (overpriced) spa made especially for women. We offer gentle support (because you paid us lots of money) with the use of herbal digestives (Lipton’s tea), healing salts from the ocean (potato chips) and potent curatives from the mountains (chocolate) to reconnect to mother earth, our main source of vitality and spirit (necessary oxygen). Women banding together at “that time of the month,” will be a source of comfort (seeing that someone else is worse off than you are), safety (in way too many numbers) and well-being for each other. Along with herbal remedies (Smith Brothers Cough Drops), a soothing touch (sympathy as you pay the bill) and sumptuous (pretentious) atmosphere. Where growth (girth) and regeneration (of the many more cells per pound of gained weight), will be the result. In almost every culture women have been separated from men (they feared us) during our monthly cycle. Let’s continue this (foolish) perceptive tradition (see how they do without us for three or four days) in an extraordinary healing and communal environment.