Inspired by: Janis Joplin and Maria Popova
These are my walking shoes, and here is the story of how I came to own them.... A long time ago, in a previous life when I had a husband who had a huge extended family and none of them hated me yet, I was friends with one of his cousins. She and I were really … Continue reading It’s my blog and I’ll write about my shoes if I want to. #2
I'm exhausted. Here's a bunch of ten minute sketches I did for some random prompts... (panda, gun, anime, toolbox) Just to trick myself into feeling like I did something today. *Yawn*
I picked a face and I drew it three times. It is the same person, despite the fact that the three drawings looks so different from each other. Sigh. Just when I think, this art stuff is as easy as rolling down a hill, I smash into a wall.
This is not my greatest work, but it is today's work, and that is good. I want to say, also, that it is not really my work. I mean it is, I painted it. It is of a place I saw, a landscape like any other, but it is also a painting of a painting, … Continue reading Real vs. Fake
Why shoes? Because they are there and I need something to paint. Still lifes of dishes and such are odd. They lack something. A story perhaps. All of my shoes have stories. It's true. Shoes are one of those things that I have to buy on purpose. Not like the half gallon of milk I … Continue reading Why Shoes?