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"Path of Nurturing" has just been SOLD AND COLLECTED

Wonderful and smart people are taking me up on my sweet offer to do PAYMENT PLANS so you can collect art. Just sold this large canvas to a collector who will have three of my pieces now and her home is beautiful, this painting will love it's new home! : )

This blog was almost entitled YEAR OF THE SNAKE SSSSSSSUCKSSSSSSS but it sounded really negative and I have nothing against little snakes. They can't help it if my world is being turned upside down and inside out in every which way possible. Some of the stuff I can't go into as it's a delicate matter but let's just say where I am is about to physically change soon and I can elaborate more when things settle however they get settled. I will say it is an absolute shock and kick to the balls if I had any. That being said I've had time to reflect on the weird disappointing actions of another and decided....that's life and that's humans for ya. Change is the one constant in this world and I'm definitely getting a spoonful of that shoved in my mouth. C'est la vie as the French say. Do they say that? I have no idea.

But onward to the positive stuff, I am refusing to let another persons negative actions make me lose focus in a crucial point in time for me. CRUNCH TIME for the gallery showing at WAAS. I have mere weeks to get everything done and a few more canvases to go. Just polished off some work on a dyptych piece that is a collaboration between me and an artist about town who is making waves. Pretty thrilled with how it's coming together and will be debuting this joint work at WAAS Gallery next month. This thing measures a sweet 8 feet by 4 feet! So fun working large again!

All the pieces have been under wraps and I'm shooting for at least 15 works in the show so it's busy time in the hive with no wiggle room for fun right now.

Last week was insane with me getting a huge wake up call - my darling little firstborn kitty Bell Cat (aka Troll Cat) almost died and had to be rushed to emergency hospital where the vet shook his head at us and said "this is probably not going to turn out well". Well, being the little magical beast she is- a true little warrior- she pulled through and is now back to her rightful position running the house. She has diabetes though and learning to care for her properly has been confusing, scary and exhausting. Giving a cat injections is stressful. :(

Needless to say this has all been very expensive for the girl without much of an income who is dealing with her own health ailments. So selling that painting above has been a true blessing. Have I caught you up on the craziness that is my life? I think so. Hopefully in the next blog I can spill more interesting secrets for you to snicker at over your morning coffee. Until then- appreciate what you have!

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