So this is what I want to know. Did the mussel who created this gorgeous shell feel those little bumps inside and let it spoil his day? Did he do what I would have done in my only-some-things perfectionist way and insist on making another? Did he...
The other morning I sat down at my desk in a big funk, an off start to the day, my head running in circles, a bunch of things needing doing, and a jumble of ideas over what to do first. I pulled out my little...
My easel and I are ships that pass in the night just now. We stare longingly and lustfully at each other and mutter about getting a chance to hang out together soon. It will happen. I think it's a ways away but I'm going to surprise it...
I have a soft spot for this painting. It's of the nicer cat, Scout, and she's gifted at making herself sleek and graceful and paintable. Look how she curled her tail around her ankle here. Oh she's good. Sweet, loving, fun. She'd be pretty much...
Like it? Last January I painted the one down below there but I've been looking at it recently and thinking it was missing something. A theme lately. My paintings all get nervous and worried when I line them up and start looking them over. Who's...
Behold, my studio as she is right now. A little corner of the kitchen. My kids get so fed up with me leaving my painting stuff out. They don't say much but it's sort of like the looks the cats give when their food bowl...