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Yup, I am part of another statistic.  Never logged onto Facebook and Zero T.V.  There are advantages.  I can sit in the garden and observe the romance of ladybugs.  Make up improv whistles for the Mockingbird to mimic…she likes this and has built two nests in the thicket I created for hiding.  Bike riding and…

Friday was one of those days you try to throw your toothbrush in your purse, or you stop and buy  gum to cover that “all day working breath.”  Yup, work from 7:45 until 3 p.m. then stop and buy gum to cover “the breath” and drop off 24.36 canvas for the art show downtown on…

Here’s my idea for the 450th Mosaic Project.  The St. Augustine Love Tree.  Also, after a weekend of sharing time with my best friend in Deland the art projects got a little behind.  My first plan was to download the photo I took of the Love Tree onto her computer and print a copy for…

Sometimes it’s a huge distraction being surrounded by so many talented friends.  Heather gave me a copy of her second book “Murder of Crows” and after reading the 35,000 words I found myself inspired to make a drawing.  It took about 2.5 hrs of doodling.  I considered the plot and characters.  The tension between North…

Two 12×12 canvases.  OK…deadlines don’t scare me and neither do blank canvases.  But the idea of running out of time and opportunity to meet a deadline does.  So I constantly find myself getting started early.  And that is a good work ethic for battling the unknown. Being an artist requires a certain tolerance and expectation…

Thanks to Bonnie Edie for giving a bit of creative and pointed feedback about this project.  I showed her an image of the underpainting and she commented “why don’t you just leave it like it is.”  Her advice hit me in a big way.  I had actually stepped back and considered that the blue and…

Cabin fever is a real affliction…as evidenced by one being mad at the walls around them.  Why?  Part of it had to do with the interior wall of my bathroom crying like some blessed Madonna statue.  I thought about just hanging an icon in the bathroom instead of stressing about the new roof leak.  Yeah,…

So how does one go from bike riding and strolling the local community garden (citysprouts.org) to holding a paintbrush with tar?  Let me share a story… It started when I arrived a little early at the Lincolnville Farmer’s market and decided to walk over and check out the “Espiritu” at the dry dock of Riberia…