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.
Two weekends ago – February 2, I celebrated an event that I had dreamed about since I was in early high school—an art show. Sure, I’ve shown my work many times, but this one was different. But first, let me preface you with some background… High School Art Club circa 1989, My FIRST experience in […]
Everyone has their morning ritual. After the customary shower and making of coffee, I usually pause at my kitchen window and see what the world has to show me through that glass lamina to the outer world. The rain started in the wee-hours of the morning, and the first thing I noticed was the beauty […]