acrylic on panel, floral, 6×6
Available here
Small to large prints available here
A larger version (6×6) of this painting..
Available at Canvas, a boutique in St Petersburg, FL.
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Mixed Media Artist - daily painter of portraits, flowers, abstracts and birds
acrylic on canvas, 12×9, floral
Available here
Small to large prints available here
A modern stoic knows that the surest way to discipline passion is to discipline time: decide what you want or ought to do during the day, then always do it at exactly the same moment every day, and passion will give you no trouble.
—W.H. Auden
Great advice W. H., but I’m posting a bit early today. I woke up feeling sick..migraine headache, blurrier than normal vision, and a stuffy head. I feel hungover, but I haven’t had a drink since July. I suppose that could be it, or my allergies are through the roof. Not sure why. I haven’t eaten anything different, and I haven’t been outside for long periods of time. I want to curl up on the couch, and die, except Greg is going to be pounding on the front porch today as soon as he gets back from Home Depot..so maybe it’s not the best time. I might just hide up here, away from the sunlight. It’s trying to kill me today, I just know it.
acrylic on panel, 6×6, floral
Available here
Small to large prints available here
You don’t know how paralyzing it is, that stare from a blank canvas that says to the painter you can’t do anything. The canvas has an idiotic stare, and mesmerizes some painters so that they turn into idiots themselves. Many painters are afraid of the blank canvas, but the blank canvas IS AFRAID of the truly passionate painter who dares – and who has once broken the spell of “you can’t.” – Vincent Van Gogh
I remember being afraid of blank canvas, but what was harder for me was a half-finished painting staring back at me. My problem was not knowing how to finish what I started, and it stopped me in my tracks. I got little accomplished because I was frozen in fear. Fear of not knowing how to proceed, and not wanting to ruin what I had already done. What little I had accomplished, I thought was precious. I was afraid I’d never ever be able to create work that good again. haha So silly to think of now. Hello, ego!! It paralyzed me, for sure.
I can almost feel the frustration, and stress I felt all the time. It’s actually hard for me to see some of my old work because I instantly feel the struggle that went into each one. It got so bad that I thought about quitting painting every day, and searched the newspaper for a job. Luckily, I came to my senses, and didn’t give up. I knew, deep down, I wanted to paint more than anything else.
I started following Duane Keiser pretty early on, and became obsessed with his daily paintings. I also followed Randy Plowman who did a collage a day. I was fascinated with their work. When other artists started jumping on the bandwagon, I started to consider it, too, but a painting a day?!! Who did I think I was? Sounded impossible since one painting of mine was taking a month or longer. I’ve always loved a good challenge, tho, and had to try it. I’m not going to lie, at first, it was extremely difficult to finish a painting a day. I had to get rid of all that rubbish talk going on in my head, and actually work. haha Yeah, I had to actually paint, not just sit there watching tv, thinking about painting. It was a rude awakening for me. There is a HUGE difference between thinking about doing something, and actually doing it. It’s been about 4 or 5 years now, and I haven’t looked back. I have a large portfolio, and I never get stuck anymore. I start a painting, I finish it. Boom! The fears I had are completely gone. All my painting problems were solved by painting daily.
If you’re struggling with a blank canvas, my advice is to try daily painting. Start small with 4×4 inches, and paint one daily. Try doing it for a week. Then, an entire month. Reward yourself by laying all your finished paintings out on a table on the 31st each month. Stand on a chair, and take a photo of them. Wow, right!!?? You really can accomplish a lot this way. You’ll get hooked, and won’t be able to stop, just like me.
Although, I must admit, I recently stopped daily painting. What I’ve found works better for me is painting several paintings in one large chunk of time, instead. I just came off of a long 2 day painting spell, and I have 16 paintings finished. If I had been daily painting, I would have only 2 paintings, so this is more productive for me. Once I’m in the studio, and the energy is flowing, I don’t want to stop painting. I never would have known I have this many paintings in me if it hadn’t been for daily painting. I’m very grateful to Duane and Randy for starting this movement.
acrylic on panel, 4×4, floral
Available here
Small to large prints available here
My little studio helper, Sweet Pea. I was telling Greg the other night that this girl knows how to work, and when it’s just me and her in the studio, we work so well together. My other two cats have no work ethic – at all. They come upstairs to my studio to distract, mess around, race and run up and down the stairs, and create constant havoc. I can’t get any work done when they’re up here.
As you can see in the photo, Sweet Pea comes upstairs to work – period. She’s waiting for the computer to boot up, so she can start listing new paintings on Etsy. She totally gets it. Good studio help is hard to find, especially where I live. I got so lucky when I found her.
acrylic on panel, floral, 4×4
Available here
There is also a larger version (6×6) available at Canvas, a fashion boutique in St Petersburg, FL. If you are in the area, please stop by, and see my work in person.
acrylic on panel, floral, 4×4
Available here
Small to large prints available here
Next week, my husband is off work. I’d call it a vacation, but it will be anything but that. We will be rebuilding our front porch, and enclosing it with walls, and screen. I envision being able to have the front door open, and the cats roaming around on the front porch, like they do the back porch. Right now, the porch is open with large pillars holding up the roof, but no walls. The weather has completely destroyed the floor. The boards are soft, and rotten. I’ve been so afraid someone will fall through, especially UPS/FedEx drivers.
I don’t know how much help I’ll be, but I plan on being out there with him, when needed. If I’m just going to be standing there with my hands in my pockets, watching him, I’d rather be inside working. If you hear two hammers going at it, I’m probably working along side him. Ah, the joys of owning your own home. There’s no landlord to call to fix stuff.
I’m also cooking Thanksgiving dinner on Thursday for 7. It’s going to be a busy next week, but I’ll manage.
acrylic on panel, floral, 4×4, price $40
Available here
Small to large prints available here
I’m writing this blog post a bit earlier in the afternoon today because as soon as I’m done, I’m outta here. I’ve been taking nights off for the past month or so because I’ve been pretty burnt out from overworking. I think I’m going to continue this routine for a while until I’m fully recharged.
Of course, given my situation, it’s hard to recharge fully. Keep in mind, I’m a light sleeper. I live with one snoring husband, 3 playful cats, and one old dog with restless leg syndrome. He scratches the floor ALL night. Sleep is next to impossible. I finally got to sleep around 12:30 last night, and woke up to Harold pouncing on my head this morning. It was 4am. If I told you how often this happens every week, you probably wouldn’t believe me. I’ll just say that I sleep with the pillow on my head for a reason.
How do you stop a cat’s bad behavior? (If you know, please advise what to do about Maude using the floor as a toilet, also. I have tried EVERYTHING!!!) He’s like clockwork every morning. I don’t reward (or punish) him in any way, so I don’t know what he’s getting out of it. Perhaps it’s just habit at this point? Maybe he thinks it’s his job. Uh oh..time to wake Mom. PLOP! haha
I was in the studio by 4:30am, coffee brewed, and ready to go. One painting always leads to another, and another. It also leads to a long day, and a tired me. I’m having a hard time holding my head up, so I’m done for the day. See you tomorrow, when I’ll do it all over again.