I’ve been sketching, thinking, gel-mediuming (yes, I just made that up,) watching, wishing, transferring, adhering, painting, soaking, repainting, cussing, sealing, waiting, crying, redoing, repainting and cursing for weeks upon weeks lately. In those multiple weeks, I’ve stared at eleven cradled panels (and at 16″ x 12″ they’re much larger than my usual 4″ x 4″ […]
It’s safe to say my mom was the first person to realize I’m a weirdo. And an artist. But not necessarily in that order. My Mom raised five kids—two boys and three girls. I was born towards the middle of that mess. Mom’s hands were always full. My Dad was (and still is) self-employed. We lived above the […]
I was called an idiot. Yeah. That happened. The person who referred to me as an “idiot,” doesn’t even know me (past minuscule contact through social media.) This person’s just a friend of a friend. However, WHY I was called an idiot was what got me.
Well… I finally gathered the courage to post items on Etsy. Etsy actually makes having a shop quite simple, so that’s not what shackled my wrists. The idea of managing a storefront concerned me.