
An Update on our dear friend Riley! We have not forgotten him, nor any of our multitudinous works in progress! Perhaps if the Artist could just focus her efforts on ONE project at a time….?…
But what fun would that be?


Here is a first look at my new metal sculpture, “Praying Praying Mantis”! I am so excited about this effort, it was my first time welding and plasma cutting, which I did freehand. I absolutely LOVE the medium, and hope to incorporate more metalworking into my portfolio in the future. I hope you enjoy!
I found this little post in my recycle bin… My “Praying Praying Mantis” has been standing watchin my garden for the past 3 years , praying for humans to take better care of his habitat!

Here is another sculpture of mine, from 4 years ago, from which I coined the name ” Out of the Gutter”. I have every intention of making more gutter sculptures, I just have to find a way to construct without using toxic glues… That is why I learned to weld, but I never did get a machine…

I am Creating! In a wonderful whirlwind! Paint flying off brushes onto cement, metal, canvas and walls! Hot glue, super glue, elmers glue, whew!
My work feels urgent, and it has for a while…secretly I have been feeling that my time here is limited, so I must hurry-make my mark while I can! Is it health concerns? Physical ones? Is my breath being sucked out of my lungs from the past abuse I put them thru? Each day feels less like breathing and more like drowning. Each step feels less like walking on the ground, more like sinking in the mire and sediment…
I am urgent in my service to God, they need to know, they need to know! How good life can be, without the stone, the stick, the stem!! Do not drown that brain in pickling juice my young artist friend: FEEL IT, BREATH IT IN, PAINT IT, NAIL IT DOWN!!! NOWNOWNOW!!!!!!
The life I took from myself has to be accounted for! I will account for it in dreams, in images, in COLOR! I have to let someone KNOW WHO I AM before it evaporates, this little giant life of mine.
Did I tell you about being snake bitten twice? Did I tell you about riding the rails with the train tramps? Did I tell you about living in the Sonoran Desert? Did you read my poems, my blog? My instagram feed?
Do you know who I am?
Look at me, I have lived.
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