Perfect Little Girls

8/28/17 Marie Laurencin a French painter, became one of the few women connected with the Cubist movement, a male dominated group of artists like many of the other art movements through history. Ms. Laurenin started out being educated as a porcelain painter later deciding to focus on oil painting studying in Paris at the Académie […]

An American Adventuress

7/21/17 Anna Walinska’s life and body of work feels adventurous because it’s so diverse. Ms. Walinska’s who would be 111 years old today, came to my attention through an announcement for an all female graffiti show currently running in New York at Pen and Brush “Graffiti Summer Vacation,” I’m not typically drawn to graffiti art […]

Dreams like Water Droplets

6/26/17 Notes to Myself: Dreams, like water droplets cling to the slippery, sharp edge like water droplets. Waiting to fall or evaporate into something else. Yet there they are so beautiful from the outside. Perfect in their form before they have begun to travel. Shall I go up close and look inside their shiny reflection? […]

Peanut Butter and Rice Cakes

5/24/17 Notes to Myself: When life gives you rice cakes… smother them with peanut butter? Is that what I’m doing? I’m not so sure I even like rice cakes but I’ve been eating them with peanut butter. Hmm… I love peanut butter.It reminds me of my childhood where peanut butter sandwiches were quite common. I […]

I Don’t Know

4/20/17 Notes to Myself: I don’t know. And sometimes that feels scary. Sometimes it feels like I don’t know where I’m going but I don’t think about that too long. When I’m creating that seems to disappear into the atmosphere and there’s a great peace within my soul. Maybe I can be a flower. I’m […]

Honesty…

3/14/17 Notes to Myself:I feel naked. When I step off that cliff of protection, armor and shield I am exposed. It’s scary, real and uncluttered. I liken this to standing on the platform posing, stripped of all clothing. It’s raw and beautiful. Wrapping my arms around myself. Timid to bare all. Afraid of what others […]

Freedom

3/10/17 Notes to Myself:Freedom I feel it! It’s like facing the wind and letting my petals flex without fear. It’s not outside myself it is within. I can stop looking for it. It’s here. Smiling, vibrant and strong. I won’t be swept away into nothingness. I will be liberated from all that is temporary and […]