stolen from Jackie over on Facebook:
In the long run, we shape our lives, and we shape ourselves. The process never ends until we die. And the choices we make are ultimately our own responsibility.- Eleanor Roosevelt
thanks Jackie!
stolen from Jackie over on Facebook:
In the long run, we shape our lives, and we shape ourselves. The process never ends until we die. And the choices we make are ultimately our own responsibility.- Eleanor Roosevelt
thanks Jackie!
to Keri Smith, who I found out lived somewhere nearby but I only found this out after she moved! Ain’t that the way? And thanks Keri for all your wonderful blogs and takes on making art in the world. here’s one of my favorites that I refer back to from time to time: 10 ways to infuse your work with your personality.
I said I’d get around to taking a photo of my East Side Son Rise challenge on the theme “something fishy” and by gum I did:
This field of buttercups made me pull over with total disregard for the groceries I had in the trunk.
The next time someone sniffs and snootily implies that it’s not “art” unless it’s painted, hand-dyed, printed or messed with somehow, I’m going to remember these 2592 pieces and their related seams and think something pretty unprintable in their direction. OK, I might not think it. Just putting it out there as a warning.
It is astonishing how elements which seem insoluble become soluble when someone listens. How confusions which seem irremediable turn into relatively clear flowing streams when one is heard.


