Art Plunge

  I've never been good at eulogizing or even writing grand statements at the passing of my favorite beings. But I will mark this sad day, 4th of July with the smallest of words for such a grand being. Nico, Viking warrior princess - lived to the sweet age of 21 and many of those years were spent fighting diabetes. She never liked another cat, rarely liked anyone besides her humans and had the sharpest nails of any beast and the quickest paw in the west. Couple those two powers together and you did not want to be on the wrong side of her ire. In her better days she enjoyed sneaking off to visit a neighbor boyfriend for clandestine garden visits she never told me the nature of. She also enjoyed sunbathing, hot bricks and tuna water. She was a goddess incarnate and let everyone know. Many a minute she spent gazing into the mirror at the beautiful Nubian queen she was. In her waning years she still reigned supreme. More demanding and difficult but still got around her kingdom, said no

  This week I decided to take my life back from the shadowy way it was going. All the things I could fix would at least be worked on. So Monday I was up bright and early to do a much neglected thing on my list. Rejoin my gym. If you're on my Facebook you already know about the turtle incident and how that turned what should have been my hour long gym session into a 20 minute one. Turtle rescue is more important and so today I resume my big return to the gym. Take 2!  I'm not getting any younger and my body needs 911! Much exercise and clean eating here we go! Luckily I started some progress with cutting back coffee in the morning (and all the sweet creamer that goes into it) and I eradicated all ice cream from the premises. There is asparagus, spinach, romaine, cucumbers and carrots in abundance now. I'm not even feeling a sweet tooth in the least and even my one cup of coffee sometimes only gets half drank and then tossed. My body knows what it needs and doesn't.  Star

  My latest piece I did finally complete the peonies piece I started last year and it is sold and at the printers getting properly scanned. I'm working hard at doing all the right things like documenting each piece properly before I send it off into the world. There's actually a lot of my earlier pieces that didn't get so lucky in my early and more broke years- so no high res photos of those exist at this point. It was hard completing a piece because honestly my life has been a lot of crazy with me juggling a new business and working part time and life in general. But I am resolved to carving out more time for my art because it's who I am and what I do.  My other business- woodworking and charcuterie! Not only do I help make the boards but I do all the photography, food composition and social media wrangling for Tygerbyrd Woodwork. And I love how it has nothing to do with the art world, galleries, competitive artists and all the hooplah that burned me out on the art sce

  Most recent unfiltered no makeup selfie to show you how real 2022 is.  So it's 2022 and the pandemic thing is still going on. I write these blogs to document my mental state at certain points in my life and my mental state right now is OVER IT 🤣  I'm 45 and transitioning into the other side of my adult life while still feeling a lot like an 8 year old, in some regards. I've realized as I watch people I know continue to do the same things they've been doing, at the same places, with the same people and for the same reasons (habit?) that I feel no connection to that lifestyle anymore. I don't seek validation, approval and more "friends" and therefore don't feel the need to constantly be out social butterflying at the usual spots. Gossiping about the same things with the same people. It feels like everything is done for social media to watch. Life for the purpose of Instagram.   I used to call it the "glittering world of nightlife" but it'