Those of you who know me pretty well already know that I am an English major--two degrees in English I love it so much. I'm clearly not an art major, which is one reason why I respect to a great degree the knowledge and beautiful artistry of those of you who have studied art your entire lives. I have to say, though, that
T.S.Eliot, in his poem, "The Wasteland," says that April is the cruelest month. I say, NO WAY, T.S. February is the cruelest month, and February, 2021, proves it in terms of the weather. The good thing about February, though, is that it's also the shortest month. Soon it will be onto March and some early spring days, and we may even be warm again. Someday.
Happy New Year!!!! I posted a Bitmoji instead of a painting this time because it's winter, and I don't paint "winter" (because I really don't like winter), and I figured it was too early for a beach painting. But maybe not. Maybe a beach painting next month. Speaking of painting--I would love to see what you--fellow painters--have been working on during this long, long, long
Happy New Year!!!! I cannot wait to say "good riddance" to 2020, and I have a feeling that I'm not the only person who feels that way. I haven't seen my sisters in almost a year. I had knee surgery at the end of November and our son and grandson were here to help, so I did get to see them--and it was great. I
Thanksgiving is next week, and it's time to make the glass half-full again instead of half empty. Therefore, with that in mind, here are some things that I am grateful for this year. My family is still healthy. My freshman-in-college grandson tested positive for the COVID-19 virus, but he just had a stuffy nose for a day or so and is now okay. No
I always tell Nancy Mullens that before I write the blog, I wait for some kind of "inspiration." Well, I was inspired by our WSI General Membership meeting on October 24. It was the first General meeting since November of 2019. It was a ZOOM meeting, which isn't the same as seeing everyone in person, but it was great to see everyone who logged in,
I always tell Nancy Mullens that before I write the blog, I wait for some kind of "inspiration." It's a bit difficult these days to feel "inspired," at least it is for me, so I think I'll write about "inspiration" and share some things with you in the hopes that you will also share with me. I am always inspired by the art of others.
My daughter and son-in-law visited the Fishers Farmers' Market one Saturday recently and purchased a beautiful bouquet of flowers for me from one of the stalls there. I decided that I would paint them, and that way I would always have the bouquet. Flowers don't last long, but paintings do. That's my painting of the flowers at the top of this page. Right now I'm
Why do you paint? Sculpt? Draw? Write? Play and/or compose music? Have you asked yourself those questions, and have you counted on those interests and talents to get you through this very difficult time in our country? Why do I paint/do art? I really think that "playing" with paint in my studio (my friend Jerry Smith says I play with paint, and he's right) is
I went into Meijer to buy groceries on May 28, 2020. I mention the date because it was the first time I had been in a grocery store since March 12, 2020. Every time we needed groceries, I went online, ordered them, and had the groceries delivered to our home and placed in a big box on the front porch. Once the delivery person had