Round One: Let the Game Begin!
“…walking into the sunlight of my artistic future!”
outrageous, obviously
“…walking into the sunlight of my artistic future!”
THE BEHINDER I GET How true, how true that Pennsylvania Dutch saying is. I squander my art endeavors, rushing from this deadline to that, frazzled, befuddled and unsatisfied. That may … Continue reading The Hurrier I Go…
recognizing my BIPOLAR self image I’m in “Wonderland” right now. Been here for a week or so. Time seems to be inching by, my head too heavy to lift off … Continue reading IN the Mirror
I eat a lot of my art. Great flow, free strokes, endless imagination…stuffed in my spare bedroom. “What spare bedroom?” You have a right to ask, especially when the door … Continue reading Eating Art
Stuck in the Barnyard “OLD McDONALD HAD A COMMISSION…Oh no, Oh no, Oh no……” So, I had a “Patron”, and I am envisioning a relationship similar to Michaelangelo had with … Continue reading RESOLVING THE COMMISSION DILEMMA
“He bandaged my broken hands that had beaten down my own hopes…”
“…I was a rebel…not knowing thousands of feet had gone down that same road days…months…centuries before…”
I have to get the mix just right: a smidgen of anxiety, a pinch of hunger, a good dose of caffeine and just about 48 hours without sleep and *BAM*! … Continue reading A Freewheeling Frenzy!
…Random Words, Targeted Pain….Red, Yellow, Green and Brown Pain…White Pain…My Pain…
“… can you see me going mad in here?…”
…there is a niggling worry, about the big C…CO I mean…VID…
your home is your place to dream, to find peace and rest. A cocoon, a safe haven, an island in the storm… a place to create, to define, to highlight … Continue reading In My Room
“Why am I small again, lost again?”
…the room seems to awaken with her…golden rays fall…like the petals of an opening rose…