I was spending a lazy day, and nursing a very sick kitty, and reminiscing of long ago days, before the internet, when books had to be ordered from a physical, walk-in bookstore. The anticipation of the the phone call that it has arrived, the excitement of opening it...
Opening up some of my sketchbooks, I rediscovered a project that changed course. It was a commission for a half-sized flying bald eagle, but it morphed into a kestrel fighting a snake. Anyway, the sketchbook was dedicated to documenting the eagle, and nothing else, so...
Ooooohhhhhh, I found a treasure trove today! Sketchbooks. Some containing only one or two sketches, others with words and doodles, and some pristine. I can't help but wonder, "Why would I buy yet another sketchbook, when I haven't even filled the previous ones up?"...
So, this trip through my book cases is yielding no end of distractions. Today, I rediscovered a commission that was never brought to fruition. Not by my hand, this time. This was long before I had denied myself permission to make art. It began with a...
It's time. Far past time, actually. The need to make art is kicking itself out of the coffin that, barely alive, I had sealed it into long ago. By the time I stopped making art, it was a pathetic thing, and dying anyway, this "need". So, how did I come to this place?...
WORKSHOP WEIRDNESS - DAY 1 - MONDAY (Names have been changed to…well…I don’t know…just seemed the thing to do). The workshop started normally with an introduction and a handshake, then orientation and class outline. I always expect to spend a few minutes getting to...
It's been too long coming, but it has come. The realization that I feared my art, thus the reason for not creating. There are circumstances beyond my control that contributed to stepping away from the art...and I no longer felt the solace that it had given me in the...
Checking my spam folder + Getting another one of those "Send the Extra Money to My Shipper" emails + A little extra time on my hands = Let's play Piss Off the Email Scammer! Warning: Language I had this guy on the hook for a month
I flew out of state to put on a workshop. All of my paints, my airbrush, carving tools. etc. were in my checked luggage. It set off the bomb alarm in my airport. So, now I'm standing there with my teeth in my face...and in the "special" line now (which really isn't a...
It's been a busy last couple days. Trying to get ahead on some stuff so there will be time to get a piece done for an upcoming party...er...Competition. So, needless to say, there've been some late evenings in the studio. Not stupid-crazy-hallucination-late-evenings,...
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