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I am an Artist, Poet and Author. I am so much more than this: I feel like a tiny seed that sprouted in a desert, and now has grown into a Passion Vine. My Art is my Voice, Screaming, Crying, Praying, Loving, Laughing, Healing- all in Riotous Color…

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  • I Better Put Shades On

    The Future Looks BRIGHT!    Oh boy, I’m very excited. You know I go thru the highest of highs, then crash to the ground? Well, this time I’m doing something good for my future as a fine artist…I’ve been accepted to study classical art under a great Artist: Eduardo Salazar!! I am over the moon!…

  • Faces I see, Dreams of Me

    Faces I see, Dreams of Me

  • Round One: Let the Game Begin!

    Round One: Let the Game Begin!

    “…walking into the sunlight of my artistic future!”

  • Mer Sea the Maid-Horse

    Mer Sea the Maid-Horse

    …not Buffalo Bill, not Hannibal Lecter…no, Paper Factory…”

  • GRINDING AWAY

    GRINDING AWAY

    ‘Progress, not perfection.’ Who said that? I hate you, whoever you are. Because I…WANT…PERFECTION! The Earth keeps spinning on it’s Axis, and my mind keeps spinning like a mouse wheel. A recent medical issue charges my thoughts with negative ions, even with semi-positive news reports… Nothing to see here, folks. Let’s keep moving… Relevance…that’s the…

  • RESOLVING THE COMMISSION DILEMMA

    RESOLVING THE COMMISSION DILEMMA

    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 The Pope.. Endless coffers, freedom of expression in my own magnificent style, expensive dining and and more and more projects to work on. What a…

  • AM I FAMOUS YET?

    AM I FAMOUS YET?

    “…I was a rebel…not knowing thousands of feet had gone down that same road days…months…centuries before…”

  • Are You Confused?

    Are You Confused?

    Who Was I Then? Am I Now? Who Will I Become? I know that we change, it is a natural thing. I’m not hung up on the aging process… the CREATIVE PROCESS is where my interest lies. My creative life ebbs and flows like the ocean, like my moods, like my illness… Must I always…