


You all will have to indulge me while I wallow around in the press for the upcoming show. I am absolutely pinching myself
Sweet, huh?



A friend of mine posted a link to this video on Facebook and it just cracked me up, the kitten "screams" are the best. The commentary from this clever child is hilarious - she definitely has a future in entertainment, ha! And the book reminds me of a similar book I had when I was little, now I want to call my mom and see if she still has it......










It's pretty bad when the mania persists day after day. Geez Louise, it is so busy around here I haven't had time to write. But the good news is that I have finished 3 big paintings for the gallery show. Yippeeeeeee!!! They've been professionally photographed and the images already sent to the gallery for the postcard. 





I am running late although I made this yesterday, but my day got away from me (seems to happen a lot lately). This started out as a square, but I spilled my yucky brush water on it and was only able to save half. I started with scraps of paper, then layered my own drawing on top with paint and pencil. It got a little "murky" after the spill, don't we all, huh???
Very apropos that Misty would select blue as today's color. I am mainly blue about my art; I am pushing too hard, trying to make things work. June, you are absolutely right in that I need to just walk away. Yes. That is what I will do. Walk away and when I come back my mind will be clear.
I painted all weekend. Like every moment, I kid you not. I am physically wiped as it is hard work especially with such a b-i-g canvas. So hard to turn it and get my drips where I want them. It was insane. As you can see, the studio is a wreck. Yes, those are my socks, ruined with paint. I think I am going to keep them to wear as painting booties; my studio is kind of cold and I always manage to kick off my shoes. And the other 2 pieces were "in between" work.
ssed in the drawing I didn't even hear my timer, was late getting to the showerand even later to Chesterfield. Oh well, what can 
Here it is. As you might have guessed, I made several. Drawn, painted, quartered. Whatever. It is hard, this drawing of your own face. I don't think I want to look at my face that much. I have jowls!?!?Whazzup with that!!??!?! And nostrils like a pig. I need a face lift or botox or something. LOL.
Whew, crazy day. I got so much done though. My voice is better, but I've moved into that lovely hacking stage of illness, where no one wants to be around me. Which is a-ok cause all I wanna do is work in the studio.
show at phd Gallery in case you just arrived or perhaps haven't been paying attention - just feel free to snigger at me as I continue to talk about it for the next 2 months. 


Here are some pictures from holiday events of late. The first one of our perfect(now what would you expect me to say) grandsons working on their gingerbread house. If you look close you can see icing on Ian's face. And Aidan has quite the big brother judgment look, doesn't he? So cute. These 2 couldn't possibly be any different. It is delightful to be part of their lives and watch their personalities develop. Today we will celebrate Christmas with them, yippee!!
Christmas morning was fun with three little kiddos - my nieces and nephew (I have 2 other nephews who are older - they are too "mature" to stand longingly in front of the tree, lol).
If you've spent any time at all hanging around my blog, you know how I love claybord. It's slightly embarrassing to say, but I guess I am obsessed with it. The slick surface, oh my; it's unpredictable, you never quite know what's going to happen, at least I don't because I work so wet and the paint just takes off on its own journey. 


I finally figured out how to embed the video....so here it is. You'll still need to read the previous post to get the lyrics and "story."
