August 13, 2017
As I sit in my home studio pondering the week ahead, I feel nothing but pure graittude.
Gratitude for the support of family, friends and the visual art community in WI.
This Wednesday I leave for UK, to participate in my second exhibit there in 5 years.
I am doing so with the generous support of the
Mary l. Nohl Suitcase Fund.
It is with this support I am able to participate in the Robertsbridge Arts & Crafts Fair in
Robertsbridge, East Sussex, England. Robertsbridge is believed to date back to 1176.
Travel and being immersed in other cultures has always played a vital part in my artistic
process and growth.
Art and literature have played significant roles in shaping my understanding of
differences (and similarities).
I am so honored to have this opportunity to exhibit and most importantly meet other
artists and patrons abroad.
Perhaps my presence will also have an influence on someone there?
Now more than ever, it is important to cross the cultural lines and with maybe with the
platform of art, spread friendship and understanding. PEACE.
I haven’t written in a while. I have been busy painting. It’s amazing how as an artist if you work on 1 task it seems to take you away from another. I do my best to spread my time out, but if I find I am in a groove of one sort or another, I stay in one spot for a while.
I have been painting – A LOT. So what does that mean? It means I haven’t been promoting on social media. I haven’t been building frames. I haven’t been updating my web site. I haven’t been entering shows. It’s a challenge dividing your time up. If I could paint in the morning, do social media in the afternoon and make frames at night, life would be perfect.
But inspiration rarely works that way. I have bouts of total inspiration and its like I am on a maniac high and I can’t stop painting. I can say the same for self promotion and the rest.
Well, I am back writing. So what does that mean? Am I painting? I sure hopes so… cause in the end,
it’s really all I want to do. The rest..it just is for financial survival.
Happy Weekend All.
Its always rough for an artist when it come to pricing your work.
It seems everyone has an opinion.
If you were to value your time and materials, more often than not the customers gasps at
If you lower your price to their ridiculous expectations they say in bewilderment, that it is
Yet they buy it. Perhaps they say it to ease their guilt?
Other artists like to tell you what to price your art at.
Its a never ending circle of advice.
Yet at the end of the day, if like me, this is how you feed your family you do what works
Another goal for 2017, is not to let all these voices in my head.
I will do what works for me.
I know a lot of people think New Years resolutions are silly.
I don’t think I am one of those people.
I am a goal person.
I have always set goals for myself throughout my life, they give me a focus.
If I achieve it great, but really the aim is more what I am after.
This last year was tough in the US.
This last year was good for my art.
I am heartbroken daily with the outpouring of depressing news.
I am an optimistic person.
Right now, it feels tough.
I feel as though I am running in circles.
My aim for 2017 will be to unlock the circles.
I will have an even better year in art.
Through my art, I will help make change.
Today in Wisconsin it is bitter cold.
The sun is shining bright,
deceptively convincing us of another day.
It is extraordinarily beautiful.
With the cold comes a quiet,
a beautiful quiet.
The temptation to go out is minimal,
so we view the quiet beauty from the safety of our windows.
I am content, painting indoors while the lightness shines in.
I am painting with such contentment and color.
2016 has already been a better year than most.
How do I know?
My painting is telling me so.
It is bright, rich and happy.
Which is what we all should be this new year.
Bright, rich (
in friends and love) and happy.
Happy New Year All!
I have begun my annual painting hibernation season.
It is a seasonal tradition for me.
As much as I say the cold is no longer my friend,
I feel I am lying.
I produce more work in the dark winter months.
I turn down parties and dinner dates, so I can stay in my studio and paint
in the dark night hours.
This December is strangely mild, yet I carry on my hibernation
I have to remind myself who my friends really are.
My art continues to evolve.
I am still most interested in the process,
more than the product.
Abstraction has a hold on my attention.
It allows me such freedom that I have not felt in a long time.
I feel as though I was a kept woman.
So stuck, so tight.
Painting with little brushes, and little canvasses.
Now I am bold, bright and big.
Big color, big texture, big inspiration.
I am painting with my hands, cardboard, knives..what ever grabs my attention.
I am hungry for creation and discovery.
I am thankful that I shed my old painting layer.