Strong and Everything

16x20 Acrylic on Canvas

"I Wasn't Done....But I Am Where You Left Me"

Not a member of the Circumvention family .... but its definitely an offspring

"I Wasn't Done....But I Am Where You Left Me"
18x26 Acrylic on Textured Canvas
NFS

Remember in Stand By Me, Wil Wheaton put his hands on the tracks and could feel the train coming before it was in sight...thats me right now.

My Gazette Horoscope....Verbatim

When Ireland's top bookmaker first opened the betting on the existence of God last September, the odds were 20-1 against, and quickly rose to 33-1. But more recently they've been down to 4-1. Is this evidence that the Supreme Being is close to a big disclosure? is some concrete proof about to appear? If i were evlauating the state of your imminent destiny, I'd say yes - maybe not in a way that would satisfy a raging atheist, and maybe not with the blatant splash of an obvious divine intervention. But don't even dismiss those possibilities, Taurus. It is the season of miracles and epiphanies for you. You should expect sublime help and inspiration.....


My Response:

When a really good horoscope crosses my path, I cut it out and carry it in my wallet the week that its good for...some people carry around a rabbits foot...

My recent entries have generally been about loosing my musings. Yesterday, I reported on the upswing...but I'm still not feeling creative...

Today I confessed to my best friend a deep dark secret of what "flips my trigger" (which i will not be sharing here) it gets me really inspired to do great things. .... and as luck would have it, the day my doors to success opened happend to fall on the expiration date of my current muse..so i've been standing in the midst of greatness with no inspiration....its a horrible consfusion of how to cope...

and i should throw in that last saturday, after mulling around the Museum Gift Shop for an hour feeling compelled to buy something, I grabbed a small book, half reading the title "blah...blah...for artists...blah blah..." Get home and the full title reads "The Not-So-Lost Soul Companion: More Hope, Strength, and Strategies for Artists and Artistist-at-Heart"

I'm like a Parrot the day before a massive tsunami....

but why on earth is Rob Brezny corrollating my epiphanic tsunami with the apocalypse...should i be spending money i don't have on buying canvases...or taking my father's advice and stocking up on ammo and canned goods?....Please Rob...which one is it?

The Brain is Storming

My mood is starting to pick back up. Maybe it was the good long walk I had this morning with my doggie. It could also be the realization that while floating on cloud nine is a fantastic feeling...so are normal everyday happenings. I'm not a bipolar person by any means, because my lows aren't THAT low, and i'm pretty good at managing lifes ups and downs...but I can't help to notice that things in my life run like a faucet....and one day everything just kind of turned off and it was quiet...BUT THATS OK! doesn't mean there isn't any water!!! Just gotta turn it on again...


So on to new news...I've got a new fun project underway. Going to do some PR brainstorming for the Plaza District. I'm in research mode right now and realizing how many people have no idea what/where the Plaza District is. So I've got some creative juices flowing...

Red is My Favorite Color

Its makes a statement.






















It makes me feel strong.

















It gives power to its object


























It refuses to be idle.

Verdi Cries - Natalie Merchant

The man in 119 takes his tea alone.
Mornings we all rise to wireless Verdi cries.
I'm hearing opera through the door.
The souls of men and women, impassioned all.
Their voices climb and fall; battle trumpets call.
I fill the bath and climb inside, singing.

He will not touch their pastry
but every day they bring him more.
Gold from the breakfast tray,
I steal them all awayand then go
and eat them on the shore.

I draw a jackal-headed woman in the sand,
sing of a lover's fate sealed by jealous hate
then wash my hand in the sea.
With just three days more I'd have just about learned the entire score to Aida.

Holidays must end as you know.
All is memory taken home with me:
the opera, the stolen tea, the sand drawing, the verging sea, all years ago.

Case of the Mondays..

I saw this poster and immediately thought of my business communications class from last semester.....Motivational posters plaster two of the three walls (the other was glass)...that entire class was a joke...I've worked in corporate America for over 10 years now..and based off what I know, the only thing that class tought that was valuable, was how to format a letter, use power point, and constructively tell someone they cannot have a refund....

Here is what I think Business Communications should put in their ciriculum to better prepare its youth for the harsh reality of 9 to 5 ladder crawling..

1. Staying 10 minutes late will never get you off the hook for being 2 minutes late.

2. You will often do more crap work than you will fun work.

3. Your boss really doesn't care that you're plumbing burst at 2:00 a.m. Your emergencies aren't real to him.

4. They DO know that you spend all your time on the internet .....

5. Your boss is your boss because he really IS smarter than you. no matter how much of a moron he is...

6. You can't fool anyone. (even if you are the one bringing donuts every monday)

Random Pair

I have a thing for elephants.

Today I am taking my son and my two little sisters to the art museum. Its kids day and I'm really excited about doing something creative.

New Studio Plans

So I moved a couple of months ago. And the new house has a detatched garage with electricity (which is rare for my old neighborhood).

Its going to make the perfect studio... The trick is climate control. So, my step dad came through on some carpet and I'm going to see what I can do about wall insulation. And at some point i'm going to put in a window unit air conditioner/heater. Then i will need some work benches, flood lights, extension cords, boards for shelving, yadda yadda. It will be fabulous!


If anyone has some scrap items they think could be useful, let me know.

Its the best medicine

There's a lot of "girl stuff" that i didn't get exposed to growing up with 12 boy cousins...i fly airplanes, i get messy with paint, i like to ride my bike through mud...yadda yadda..

but if its one thing that i know....SHOES....can really make a woman feel fabulous.

even the toughest of women can't deny that a great pair of heels/boots/WHATEVER is enough to make you stand up straight and be seen.

I'm taking the rest of the day off and Carter and I are going to the mall....its time for shopping therapy.

Pluto wasn't good enough...but I am...

so as a wise man has said..my planet is "way different (better)...in terms of talent"

i have spent so many years trying to find myself...first moving to Dallas, then marraige..then motherhood (which was my most challenging/rewarding feat)........ then finally.....

.... independence....

i never knew what independce was before things started spinning and falling into place...and for the first time in my life...i am crawling out of my box..(even tho that box seemed rather large to begin with)

I am feeling life...feelilng my boundries...feeling my growth..and feeling the area around me that has been so empty for so many years. Its been patiently waiting for me to inhabit what it has available for me. ..i am awake now..and i am here...

Its amazing what one can accomplish when you have the fog lifted...


I have been selected for Momentum!!!!! An exciting honor that i know i cannot duplicate, because next year i will be "too old"..... but i finally made it!!! and no matter how insignificant that is to you folks...i'm f()cking estatic...so elighten me with your thoughts....this is the painting ..look for it...(crappy picture, more awesome in person, which means you MUST come see it)

Because I have a second....

I love love love mornings that I get to go walk/run Sushi. I'm still working on training her to be an exceptional walking dog..her long stride tends to pull me a little and she gets excited around other dogs. If the park is empty I let her off her leash and she does well with sticking around and following me where I go. But, today, i was so envious of this lady jogging with her Doberman who wasn't on a leash...that dog didn't even FLINCH at Sushi.......that's dog-owner bliss right there.

Anyway, being able to go on walks and get a little excellerated heart rate keeps me in a great mood for the day.

I'm going to sign up to volunteer for the planning of the Plaza District Festival. I think that would be really fun and exciting. Still waiting for Friday to find out if my Art is going to be in Momentum...say a prayer.

Well, back to work.....

Hi-Jacked

Kinda forgot about this lil blog of mine for a while. About a month after my last post my world did a 180 and on to bigger better pastures. To briefly debrief you, the "cool" guy and I split up..had to move...and my ever jaded heart has left me with no room for foolishness anymore...so i'm submersing myself into what I want from now on.....

First order of business...i have begun doing art again..and i've never felt more liberated in my life. The rust has come off and i'm producing things that i am really really proud of. In fact, i crawled out of my box and submitted three of my favorites to a very popular art show in OKC and Tulsa...maybe you've heard of it...Momentum hosted by OVAC. I turned in my work today and I have to wait till the 20th to find out if my work was selected or not. say a prayer!

My new collection is called Circumvention...by definition means "to avoid artfully" I'm artfully avoiding a few things these days..relationships for one. My dad told me today that Natalie Merchant's song Circle Dream comes to mind when he looks at my art work...so i googled the lyrics and man..dad knows how to pick music...like the time he hand wrote the words to a Candlebox song when i was 15....or the time when he called me "uptown girl" when i was 5....He's my father, its only par for course that he develops the soundtrack to my life...but thats a whole other blog post.


Anyhoo....i'm not a pro (yet) with taking pictures of my artwork, but here are two of the three that i took the gallery today....( i can't locate a pic of the other one

Circle Dream - 10,000 Maniacs

I dreamed of a circle,

I dreamed of a circle round.

And in that circle I had made

were all the worlds unformed and unborn yet.

A volume, a sphere that was the earth, that was the moon,

that did revolve around my room.

I dreamed of a circle,

I dreamed of a circle round.

And in that circle was a maze,

a terrible spiral to be lost in.

Blind in my fear, I was escaping just by feel.

But at every turn my way was sealed.

I dreamed of a circle,

I dreamed of a circle round.

And in that circle was a face.

Her eyes looked upon me with fondness.

Her warmth coming near,

calling me "sweetness," calling me "dear."

But I whispered, "no, I can't rest here."

I dreamed of a circle,

I dreamed of a circle round