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Between Dreams...

Just sold a very important piece in my reportoire- "Between Dreams"- which had once gotten me all the way to NYC.
It had been chosen for a group show called "LANDSCAPE:A SENSE OF PLACE" by Annette Rose-Shapiro (managing editor of ARTnews magazine).
(Annette Rose-Shapiro and me at SITE: BROOKLYN)
I had only a few days to submit to the competition and didn't think I would finish this painting in time. I was swamped working to pay the bills but I kept thinking- do it-do it-do it...you never know if you don't do it. So I would drag myself into the studio after work and paint. I remember getting the acceptance letter-what a feeling!
"Between Dreams" what a fitting title for a piece that shows the boundaries between fantastical and reality- and just which location are you heading to? Which one are you leaving behind?
This one's been hanging in my house a few years now, it's been shown a few times. It reminds me that I did it once- which means I can do it. It reminds me to keep on through the woods. Get that dream, get to that place.
Now it goes to a wonderful collector where I hope it will mean many things to him. One of my favorite mystical places I've painted.
Ended the week on a high note as we inch closer to rent time. Its been another weird month of stalled projects (and checks) and hustling non stop to get my rent and bills covered before my work trip to Idaho next week.
Hand painting a family photo album for a client friend.

Hand painting a couple portrait on vinyl.


Looking forward to getting ready for my trip and creating a beautiful ceiling. I love getting to travel to see new places and best of all -meet up with friends in the real world! I am blessed and appreciate the skills of my painting hands every day. 🙏❤
Enjoy the weekend my friends! Dream a bit 😉

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