I love to paint old furniture. Old, unloved, forlorn furniture. Abandoned. While my efforts are earnest, I don’t adhere to and “discipline”, such as Tole painting. I love the results of timeless beauty where this discipline is used. But there is something of a rebel in me, an impatient, free-wheeling force to be reckoned with.ContinueContinue reading “All the Comforts of Home”
Monthly Archives: November 2019
pain in my art
I hope this place I am in passes quickly by…i am in a sad place, and feel immobilized. This too shall pass:
The Duality of My Artistic Self
Depicting my own image has been a starting point my work from the beginning. As a child my drawings were always of female faces, although I never consciously realized these were reflections of me. Even then, in my earliest work, the duality of my nature is blatantly apparent. . The faces I drew were alwaysContinueContinue reading “The Duality of My Artistic Self”
Out of the Gutter Art 