love this detail

Hello. This is a detail from a large new painting. I love this bit.

Listening to a spoof of Jethro Tull's "Aqualung" "Santa Claus" It is brilliant and made you realize how amazing vocally Anderson is/was. The story was about how grim Santa's existence is, working at Walmart. nism.

winter wonderland

Hello. It is another white day in EH and I have continued with the dig out. Had a struggle this morning concentrating and getting to work. I went out early for coffee, three large ones to go as I did not want to make a pot. How's that for lazy? I'm on my second and looking forward to settling into some painting. I made a mess last night, revisited a large painting that I thought was finished. Oops. I'm trying to not hold something so precious. After all who the fuck do I think I am? Thank you!!

The photo is a wall of ivy covered in snow. In April this will seem funny today it's no joke. Get over yourself. Sung to the tune of "Sixteen going on Seventeen" from TSOM and to be continued.

I am fifty going on thirteen when will I ever learn... compared to songwriting my painting looks really easy. See you later.

I was thinking earlier and after seeing "Julia and Julia"?? don't even know if that is the title, anyway, the thought of writing things in the blog that are not necessary to write. Good radio right now. Christmas Time is Here from Charlie Browns Christmas. How brilliant and what good feelings it brings to the stomach. How lucky am I to be in my studio and in front of my next challenge. I am reworking a painting that is already on my site for sale. So that is the way I operate. Once it is made and I am happy it goes public. What a thought really the whole concept that anyone around the world could access your work and thoughts.

My re-worked 86"x86" painting that has also had different titles from "The Dragon", "Gold Landscape" currently, "Gravity" which is short lived. The painting above left looked this way till December 21, 2009 it looks different now but changing and hopefully all for the better.

I wish I had equal time for everything that interested me in life. I would like to manage my time better. It seems like it should be in my power to organize my day and live a period of time with order. It's an idea anyway. It might be highly over rated. I will try, baby steps. Odd thing life has everything to make it easier but it does not get necessarily easier, busier certainly. Again not complaining just observing. Trust me I complain - about myself. Is it really sincere though? As an artist can I be trusted? I wouldn't trust me. Just kidding, guilt makes me reliable.

I have taken a lot of photos lately and that makes me happy. Thinking about taking some self-portraits, really looking at myself might help me to concentrate. The act of facing myself, then there is no bullshit. This is when a blog should be illegal, when the "writer" rambles like a stoner making little or painful sense.

I really liked Britney Murphy in "Clueless" she was perfect. It will be especially moving the next time I should happen upon clueless.

I will not edit something that hardly anyone reads. I love radio. Long Live Radio.

Later.

Julia and Julia, saw it

Britney Murphy, R.I.P.

She seemed to have a great career ahead of her. She always touched me.

Hello. Yes I think the name of the movie "Julia and Julia" I'll google and find out. Anyway a touching movie Meryl is amazing as always and I wanted to like it more quite frankly. I did not know that a blog was a big part of the story so that was interesting and a little personal. I think I get a little personal with this blog but that is life. If I write what else is it going to be about but me? I guess I have to admit that I am self absorbed. I guess I could tell my story as a alias. I don't even know what I mean. You know this.

I am thinking aobut my next move with a group of 26"x26" canvases. Trying. Tea got cold.

in the country - snowed in

It's not to late to turn back.

Hello. Monday night before Christmas and John went to the city to host dinner for friends and I stayed in the country with the snow covered house and hill. He gave me a gift of staying behind to be in the studio. Going through incredible emotions lately recently. A year ago we lost our Dad and whose knows what else, fifty? No I am fine but overwhelmed and sad none-the-less. The holidays are supposed to be happy times. They normally are for me and I'm not attributing it to the holidays - totally.

When I take it out on the work that makes me feel sad. Feeling free and available to explore paint, new subject matter. Back to the snow I felt compelled to clear the front and back entrance to the house and push it off terraces. I still have to get up on the roof to see the drifts. It is good physical work for me and good for the house so a win win situation. Two and a half feet, where we live. The town did not or was not prepared for the storm. Main streets were still a mess the next morning. Maybe I'm not realistic but I thought the roads should have been more clear, had they been plowed during the storm. I don't mind being snowed in as long as there is coffee and cream. Okay some fruit and water there is rice so I'm set. Fat because I made a batch of cookies and John and I were insatiable, five or six a go, lunch, dinner, lunch, dinner. Enough.

I just happen to feel like I am making the paintings of my life right now and it freaks me out because maybe I'm wrong. I'm almost positive that they are good and will get better as I am always finding something new.

If I could get my paintings in front of the right person who could sell them, I mean cheap, that would be the answer for me. Of course I'm dreaming. first of all that they are good. Ha.

I need to continue with the smaller paintings. Much more manageable and practical. I guess after the energy of the larger ones I need to think smaller.