Abstract Painting With The Kitchen Sink And A Few Swear Words Thrown In For Good Measure

This abstract diptych painting was quite a challenge. At the beginning of the process, when I had laid down the background with ALOT of colour I accidently dropped both panels face down on the floor! Everything ended up smeared so I scrambled to the kitchen sink and ended up rinsing away all the work I had done. After some colourful, choice words I noticed remnants of that beginning background were left behind which gave me the inspiration and vision to paint what you see here. It’s one of those things you might call a happy accident!!


Teaching The Importance Of Social Media And Applying It To Ourselves As Well

So I’ve been teaching my better half how to set up an etsy shop, how to tweet, put together a facebook fanpage and blog. The funny thing is it turns out I know alot about all this stuff, lot’s of research over the years, lot’s of trial and error (okay less trial, more error) but I myself don’t apply even half of what I told him are his must haves. I don’t really have alot of time to spare to cover all my bases, tweeting, blogging, promoting my fanpage, keeping up an etsy shop, keeping my other selling venues current. Not to mention painting the commissions, packaging and shipping sold work, etc, etc. It’s alot of work!! So here I am lecturing him on the importance of being consistent just to pull up my own blog and see the last post was in November! Shameful!! I think I will take my own advice, give myself a good old kick in the butt and get busy on at least one thing on my list of to do’s….. Add Me On Facebook

My Story, My Life Path, An Artist And Proud Of It

We all have a story, what brings us to choose our path। Was it a conscious decision or something more subtle? I went through some rough times and with the heartaches I found myself itching to break free and define myself. I’ve had a retail business, it felt like me, like my life path in the years I was there. When it didn’t feel like me anymore, when it drained me instead of sustaining me I moved on. Now I’m here, I’m doing what years ago would have been the impossible. I’m doing what I dreamed of when I got my first compliment in an art class in high school. What drove me while I sat through art history and still life study in college and dreamed; could I one day call myself an artist? It happened slowly, painting and hiding the results. Painting and showing my kids, then my spouse until one day I had the confidence to hang a few where friends and family would see. OH MY, what a step! I used a site called deviant art to post work and get some feedback. It was so hard at first to put myself out there but it helped shape my talent and my self confidence. I was shy to approach actually listing my art for sale. I will never forget the experience of seeing my first item sell, to a total stranger, in a different country. What bliss!! Now I am out there, I’ve defined myself, I’m an artist and I’m proud of it. My Art For Sale