I hope to enlighten and share my art and thoughts about my art and life in this small southern town. Art is truly a way of life. When the muse strikes, nothing else matters. When you dream about your work, waking up before daylight to attack the canvas is normal.
The winter is usually a period of prolific paintings, but not this year. I have begun to hold on to the work longer than usual, refining, thinking, second thinking, not wanting to leave the easel. I believe that I am on an upward learning curve, and when I am on that road, the work is better, but it is harder to part with the paintings.
So spring fever has hit me hard. For the last two weeks, I have not been able to paint anything but florals, and that is particularly unusual. I am known for hard hitting, bright, colorful landscapes, but I am ready for spring, my spirit is pouring onto the canvases, and that does sound a tad cheesy, but we do paint our desires.
Up Date: 2011: Realized that it is not my job to enlighten, this is a fruitless effort in my part of the world. It is up to the individual to accept and desire enlightenment. It is only my job to offer the vehicle!
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