Making it a point to learn something new, everyday. Even if it is about some thing I think I know about. Makes the world feel bigger to me. Nothing simple enough not to learn it.
The ins and outs of my camera seem to be complex this round. I took a call on it back when I was in high school. I’m relearning all those steps this Spring. My mind feels more alive this go round.
So much to do in a day. All at once and then not even a little bit done with the creative projects.
I got asked by one of my best friends “what made you change your style a few years back from Luchadoras to surreal forms?” The hoest answer how so many reasons. Some I’m still figuring out.
No place public to hang them
people love them but are nervous about having nude paintings.
I got bored not painting faces detailed.
a critic hurt my feelings.
a lot of critics hurt my feelings.
I didn’t expect it to last forever doing the same thing over and over again.
I wanted to change.
It’s so strange to recognize in my sleepy mind why things happened. But I guess that is how looking backwards works? You see past the hurt and the bullshit at some point and that raft floating in the bathtub is truth.
I don’t know as my star rises that I will follow any rules of respectability. I feel like I will make a space to do what ever I want and the show what ever I come up with. I’ll put out books and paintings and paint walls of things I have never come across in my mind until then. I hope you will still be arond in that journey.
the sleeping world happens at all hours.
for some
A link to pick up some of my prints, paintings, and other merchandise.
I find it easier to pull myself outside of my worries on Sundays by being outside at the local farmer’s market. The smells of fresh foods is a pick me up.
There is a foolishness in fearing creativity. And yet it lives in the hearts and ends of critics. My mom used to joke about me blue period and then my nudes. I remember thinking “she noticed me.” So how that slolwy his clouded as I read reviews of other artists. As I reach new peaks I fear the sunlight but I will climb either way.
I just added a bunch of my new paintings to my online store. Long live the climbers.
Of all the paintings I have done in the last few years. i think this one has meant the most to me. It’s small but i put a lot of ideas and plans into it. I learned to be brave again with in it.