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“INSIDE VOICE” a New Series of Works

“…look into this inner world and I promise I will use my “INSIDE VOICE”.

LANDFALL(In the Garden of my Father)

…see what this work has gone thru on it’s journey to fruition…

The Journey, a Debut Art Video

. This project was a couple years in the making for me, and was born from the bottomless grief I was dealing with then. As caregiver to both of my parents after a 23 year-long active addiction, and after a devestating breakup of my marriage when my ex went to Federal Prison, I wasContinueContinue reading “The Journey, a Debut Art Video”

Sick, Sick, SICK OF IT…

…this post is winding itself around my consciousness like my fairy python-mother…

The Unveiling!

Shall I call it “UNBAGGING”? I told you that you would never guess my source photo, in the last post’s images. Well here it is: . Here’s the deal: I was ready to take Kleo for her daily walk, mask on, prepared to face the outside world. I had just finished watching (another) horrible newscastContinueContinue reading “The Unveiling!”

I Don’t Feel Very Good.

Can you dig it? I am sure most all of you can, gentle readers. You can probably deduce from my latest posts that my creative powers seem rather discombobulated. I would have to agree with you. The “SITUATION” certainly has a dampening effect on my spirit; whereas I used to force myself to getContinueContinue reading “I Don’t Feel Very Good.”

An Awakening

Sleep has been a constant goal for me since I put down drugs and copious amounts of alcohol. Yet it has been the most evasive and endangered of species, teasing me with scattered glimpses of it’s eternal beauty. Oh, how I have longed for it’s soothing embrace, and so have everyone I have contact with;ContinueContinue reading “An Awakening”

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”