Please enjoy this oldie by goodie while I spend the next two weeks camping, packing, visiting with the mom-in-law and moving from WA to OR. See you in September! I never fail to be blown away by the humility…
figurative art
It’s been such a grey, gloomy week here in North Florida, that I thought we could all do with a little sunshine! Maribel Angel’s work never fails to make me smile. Maribel grew up in a Spanish speaking family and their…
Madeleine Peck-Wagner has a way of taking subjects that could be trite and making them extraordinary. Her latest series features mythical wolves and horses, but in Madeline’s hands, they are treated in a way that is contemporary and elegant.…
Today, I have a case of the mean reds. If you know what that means, you’re awesome. If you don’t know what that means, you need to watch Breakfast at Tiffany’s asap. Holly Golightly’s cure for the mean reds is to…
I am a lover of stories. Ever since I was a little girl, cuddled in my grandmother’s arms, listening to her read me story after story, I adore being drawn into another world, wondering what will happen next. Whether…
A man gives many question marks, however, a woman is a whole mystery. ~Diana Stürm Artist Brad Kunkle is a creator of feminine mysteries. Haunting, glistening visual fairy tales which are at once throwbacks to the past and yet…
I find myself continually drawn to artists who realistically paint the human figure, but reimagine it in unique ways. ( see: Deborah Scott, Susan Hall, Jeff Whipple & so many more I’ve yet to share with you ). So…
Maybe it’s the little girl inside me. Maybe it’s a way to relive the days when my imagination was unshackled and my days were carefree. Who knows. Whatever the reason, I am always drawn to whimsical, fanciful imagery of…
A bad night’s sleep does not sit well with me. Ask George. And last night, I did not sleep well. Tossing and turning, waking up every hour to toss and turn some more. A restless night = crabby blogger…
Today I was stuck on what or who to feature on the blog. Nothing was jumping out at me. Desperate, I asked my husband. His first ( joke ) repsonse was “Thomas Kinkade”. Hardee har har. His next suggestion…