Roads Less Traveled

Times change and roads that were once void of traffic are discovered, thus losing the loneliness I loved. The only solution for me is to get on a new road -- one less traveled. So off we go to the land of the cypress and the tiny town of Wewahitchka. I wished for...

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A Part of Something Grand

The walls are painted and the hanging system is set to be installed next Monday. Artists bring their works in on Wednesday and SQUARES At 560 opens the Emerald Coast Theatre Company's 2017-18 season! It's going to be Grand! Why do I think so? Because it's good to be a...

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The Face of Limitation

These are the faces of my latest limitations. If I couldn't use my right hand, I probably would never have attempted new art. I feel like I really had nothing to lose in trying lefty pastels and then my oil and cold wax faces. After all, I wasn't allowed to paint in...

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details

two days have gone by in the month-long countdown. surgeon said no right-hand painting, but i thought i would experiment with the left. if i can vacuum with my left hand, surely i can get loose and go lefty with my art. so off to the studio i went with my black lab...

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Letting Go

This painting was chosen yesterday -- chosen to leave my little nest for the big city of Atlanta, to live its life in a luxurious loft. I'm a little sad because I always loved it. And I'm a little happy because someone else loved it as much as I did. This is the life...

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Shine

Sometimes you have a day that shines on you -- not only in an external way, but inside as well. All the good stuff you feel in your heart and your head somehow surfaces and shows up in your face and in your walk and in the way your carry your burdens. I know this only...

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I Don’t Want You To Buy Anything

This evening, as part of Artists of 30A Art Walk, my studio will be open from 5-7 p.m., but I don't want you to come with the idea that you have to buy something. I want you to come with the idea of a having a restful evening under the stars, by the fire. I am making...

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Waiting For A Dial Tone

I am glad those days are over – those waiting days. No longer do I wait for some grand inspiration to strike me upside the head. No longer do I wait for a significant soul to coax me into painting. No longer do I wait for the perfect day, hour or minute to begin...

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Starting Somewhere

In the beginning there is a desire to paint, to create something beautiful. With that desire, there is always some level of fear to be conquered, because the voice of self-doubt can easily step in and take over. Fortunately, I start simply with something called...

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