Against my Nature

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I try to give very freely of my thoughts, artwork, love and creative spirit and sometimes people tell me to be quiet. Don't show everything, don't tell everything, be quiet. Sometimes it makes me feel like the little kitten who wanted to play and jumped in someones lap and was tossed off immediately. But that's my nature. What if I am not here tomorrow? I don't want to leave things unsaid. Bad enough to leave things undone. I don't see the point in a contrived production of secrecy but I do see this as a personal challenge for me so I will practice the art of quietude right now. I have wanted to take a techno break and not use the computer or my cell but that is a fantasy when you're a starving artist whose main source of income and info is coming from your computer. But this week and possibly next it's buckle down time as I have a lot of work suddenly and two new orders that popped up today. So while it's not a techno break it is going to be busy enough for me to just check emails, orders and log off. But I'm digressing....the blurry picture...

If you'd like to see the whole story please come to KETTLE ARTS this Thursday night for the NEW SHOW, it's a group show featuring some fantastic work and this mysterious blur along with some other never before shown work of mine will be there. I'll post proper photos of it on Friday after the opening...and I guess my next PATH OF painting will be the PATH OF QUIETUDE.

Speaking of this series- I was accepted into an online arts publication called Composite Art Magazine, based out of San Francisco and Chicago. I am super excited to be part of their theme THE WILD and it looks like it will be out in March so you can keep your finger on the pulse here or on their facebook page. Ok, I'm staring at a stack of 7 blank canvases and know what they're there for and a pile of records need my brush put to them so au revoir and see you at Kettle hopefully!

hush hush keep it down now voices carry

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