Friday, October 28, 2016

Bold Brush

Hi there,

I hope everyone is doing well. I have been busy between art shows and haven't had much creative energy. I almost thought my muse had taken a permanent vacation. Much to my surprise, she came back in full force this past week and I have been painting like a mad woman. The above image, entitled Remember Me is one of my latest mixed media works. I've entered it into FASO's Bold Brush Art Contest for the month of October. Only a couple days left to vote on it. Your vote won't necessarily get me into the winner's circle, as the final judgement belongs to an artist judge, but it does help get my work noticed, and for that, I am truly grateful. So, if you have time before the 31st, consider voting for this piece. It is simple and easy. Just click the link and then verify your vote though your email.

I've always wanted to do a piece featuring a cross. I'm not religious, but I am a highly spiritual individual, and I love symbolism of any kind. I wanted something that sharply contrasted and stood out. I chose deep reds and oranges (sort of a Southwestern mix) as the backdrop. For me, this comes from the root chakra, and our sense of security. The cross itself is a deep shade of turquoise (one of my favorite colors) and very symbolic of the throat chakra, which is our need to be heard. I wanted it to be off center, because I felt that this was more profound of hidden meanings and messages. It almost looks like water.

Recently, I sat down with a friend and we spoke in length about my artwork, use of color and positon of images on canvas. It was truly enlightening. If you drew a cross through the center of the page, the left half would be the past and the right half would be the future. The top half is our conscious mind and the bottom half is our subconscious mind (what we are working on below the surface. Hmmmm. I've got a lot going on here in this one.

I'm excited about the direction of my abstract pieces and recently had another friend share my art page with the comment, if you like soulful abstracts. This meant so much to me. I love abstract art, but often hear people say, "I don't get it" or "It just looks like paint pushed around the canvas. Anyone can do that." This is not necessarily said about my work, thank goodness, but I have heard it on many occasions about the genre of art.

Again, if you have a moment, consider voting for my art. It is likely a vote you will feel good about, which is sometimes hard to imagine during this election year. And, if you have a moment, stop by my website to view some of my new abstract pieces.

Lots of love!!!

Saturday, October 15, 2016

Crazy Train

I feel like I've been on a crazy train.  I can't believe I haven't blogged anything since April.  From April to now, I've been wrapped up in several projects, shows and frankly, too much distraction.  I have a show tomorrow and one at the end of the month. After that, it is some much needed down time. I've even deactivated my personal page on FB.  Too much political garbage in my feed and I just need to take a break from it all.  I feel that unplugging will do me a great deal of good and hopefully open up the flood gates of creativity that seemed to have bogged up lately.  I am keeping my art page open, and do plan to re-open the personal page, but I'm not sure when.

Since April, I revamped my website and joined FASO.  It is a much more professional platform for artists. I've also been diving more into mixed media, abstract art and find this process very satisfying. I've been crafty, making various pieces, which explore a more spiritual side of myself and incorporate natural elements, such as shells and crystals (see pics below).  I repainted my studio and took care of some personal issues. Life is clipping along at a fast pace.  I'm also catching up on some Netflix shows that I've been wanting to see. I began exploring Soul Collage as a way to open up some inner dialogue. If you have any facilitators in your area, I highly recommend it. I also recently turned 47 and until that day was convinced I was only turning 46.  Somewhere between cancer and 47, I lost a year. People say that happens.  I now know what they mean. Despite the lost year, I'm feeling a renewed sense of health and strength. I don't know what direction I will be heading in 2017, but I'm trusting in the Universe. I know it won't let me down.

Wednesday, April 6, 2016


Hi everyone.  I just finished up a new mixed media piece that I wanted to share with you.  This one is called Kaleidoscope (for obvious reasons).  I love the vibrancy of color in this one.  Below the pictures is a link to a short video about the piece.  The other link is to my etsy store where it is available for purchase.

Monday, April 4, 2016

More Art You Can Touch

Sorry, I haven't been on here more, but I have been so busy creating art.  Guess that is a good thing. I've created two new mixed media pieces from the Art You Can Touch Series.  One is a 7x14 size and the other is a whopping 12 x36!!! Both were a great deal of fun to make.  I've also attached a link to a video if you wish to see a little more about the pieces.  Hope you like them.

Wednesday, March 2, 2016

Art You Can Touch

I love mixed media art and since I originally began as a sculptor, it seems only fitting that I would eventually merge my love of sculpture with painting.  I have created a number of pieces lately and just finished up an abstract called, The Golden  Trees.  It is a 12x12 piece utilizing acrylic paint, sculpting medium and fabric.  It is available in my etsy store.  Below are a few pictures and a link to a short video about the piece.

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Monday, February 29, 2016


I've decided that once a month, I am going to post a piece (an original work of art/limited edition or something special) at a ridiculously low price. I will keep it on etsy for one month. At the end of the month, I will post another piece in its place (sold or not sold). This will be marked as Special Sale. This will be an excellent chance to grab something really unique at a price you wouldn't normally see. If it takes off, I will keep doing it.

The first item up for grabs is an original painting of a bat used in my Mystic's Dream Oracle Card Deck. The image was for the Major Arcana card, the Hanged Man.  If you are a fan of bats, this is a must have.  It is an 11x14 original acrylic painting for only 20.00 plus shipping.  

The SPECIAL SALE LASTS FROM 2/29 UNTIL 3/29.  If this painting does not sell within 30 days, something else will take its place.  If it sells before 30 days, then something else will go in its place and the 30 day SPECIAL SALE begins all over again!!

Click link to got to listing~

Thursday, February 4, 2016

Fill me with gold


January was a rough month.  I had so much personal turmoil, that I literally wanted to hide under the covers.  I realize I wasn't the only one.  Was it Mercury in Retrograde or that old Uranus/Pluto square stirring up shit?  Who knows, but I think collectively we were all going though our own private little hell.

I had an old demon crop up just before January closed.  I had a mammogram earlier in the month, which came up normal, but my ultrasound picked up a questionable area on my treated breast. My doctor didn't think much of it, and scheduled a follow-up visit on the 29th.  Well, during the visit, I was told that the questionable area looked to be a cyst.  This is not unusual for me, as I have lumpy breasts.  I believe that is a technical term.  So, we did a little needle probing.  If it was indeed a fluid filled cyst, the needle would pop the sucker and it would drain.  We numbed up the area, which is quite a painful process, especially after radiation treatment.  I did not know this, so was very surprised by the overall pain.  I watched as my doctor did her best to pop the cyst, and immediately felt panic set in, as I realized the little fucker wasn't cooperating.  I was then told that because it didn't cooperate, I had to have a biopsy.  That dreaded word.  My brain immediately went into a tailspin.  I began to imagine 2015 all over again, with treatments, hair loss, pain, the burden on my body and my family.  I felt like I was going to throw-up.  What made matters worse was the fact that the biopsy had to wait until later that afternoon, as three patients were waiting to be seen by my doctor.  So, I had to come back and endure the pain all over again.  Now, I know never to do a needle probe unless there is time for a biopsy as well.  At any rate, I called my husband and through my tears managed to tell him what was going on.  He rushed home and we both came back later that afternoon for the biopsy.  It was in a word, horrible.  The pain was even worse, because I had endured so much earlier that morning.  I had even numbed the area with a topical beforehand, which proved fruitless, as most of the pain is felt internally.  After the extraction, we were told it would be up to a week before we heard any news.  As you can imagine, the waiting is always the most difficult.  While I had "lost my shit" as I like to say, earlier that day, I vowed to not dwell in the past.  I asked my angels, guides and Divine Universe, to please give me the strength to handle whatever the results were.  I wasn't going to make bargains about eating better and behaving better.  I just asked that I handle whatever I needed to with grace and strength.

Being alone is the most difficult.  When everyone goes back to school and work, and the house becomes quiet, the mind loves to pull you into the darkest places.  But, it wasn't just my waking hours, I was having horrible nightmares.  I had dreams about vampires, doing battle with them and enduring horrible pain that I actually felt in my sleep.  They were invading my home.  Yes, I realize what these dreams were about.  The vampires were my thoughts, my demons and I was fighting them.  I have been fighting them in my waking hours too.  When I was going though treatment, I did what I had to do to get though.  I meditated.  I maintained positive thoughts as often as possible.  I smiled though many tears.  I was never angry, and at for the most part, I did not allow myself to get overwhelmed by fear or emotions that were in any way negative.  After everything was said an done, months afterward, I found myself processing all of those emotions that I refused to acknowledge. They came to the surface at the strangest times. I would panic and cry uncontrollably. Every little ache and pain was a sign of the cancers return.  Every blood test that was out of range was a clear indicator that something was wrong.  I began to blame myself.  Was I eating too much sugar?  Did I have one too many drinks? Was I too stationary?  It was especially difficult on the anniversary date of my diagnosis.  So, you can imagine how I felt when I had to endure another biopsy.  I thought, I'm not ready!! I haven't even processed everything I had just gone though?  It's not fair!  I became angry! Finally, I became angry!

Then, I stopped being angry and just listened. I stopped feeling fearful and just allowed myself to breathe.  It's benign.  I said this over and over.

I began to paint.  I had spotted a beautiful pendant by a woman named Anna Kiranova.  It spoke to me very deeply. It became something of a talisman for me. I have a dove tattoo that I had done when I was 25.  My husband always called me dove.  I knew I had to paint what it was I was feeling based on this pendant.  I contacted her and showed her my work in progress and was met with warmth and best wishes.  The image below is the painting.  When I look at this painting, I see so many elements of myself.  The dove is me protecting my heart.  My heart is bleeding out of me and this is all my fear and emotion.  It is good and it is bad.  It is light and dark.  My heart is protected by gold, which is an armor of sorts.  I can't help but think of the Japanese technique called Wabi-Sabi, where cracks in broken pottery are filled with gold to make them new again.  I've often wanted to fill my scars with gold.  If you look closely you will see a black dove figure inside the white dove.  This is the shadow self.  This piece means a great deal to me, probably more than any piece I have ever painted, because it conveys everything I want and fear to say, so much more than I can possibly put down on paper.

The day I finished it was the day I heard from my doctor that the cyst was benign.  I'm relieved.  I'm grateful.  I am also aware that this journey will be a long one, and all I can do is take it one step at a time with strength and grace.