Finally painted this driftwood to make a necklace holder (they were all getting tangled in a drawer before this). Yay!
I recently painted a 1913 fiddle for an upcoming online auction and exhibit at the Sweet on Fiddlin’ show at the Ironwood Stage and Grill. It’s a great change of pace from flat canvas!
Sanding away the shiny, perfect surface of the fiddle.. yikes!
I’m really happy with the final result! For tickets to see this and other fiddle art at the Sweet on Fiddlin’ show, click here.
Another Kids Collaboration is complete! My Ma requested one from each of her grandchildren. It was a blast!
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The weather was beautiful this weekend and I took the children to Griffith woods to sketch.
In other art news, I began a large painting today. Somehow it manages to feel like it’s missing something, and is too much, at the same time. A metaphor for how I often feel about myself.
My Sunday went a little like this…
Started off the day by painting in pajamas.
Brown-butter-banana-Nutella croissant sandwiches are part of a nutritious breakfast (you know, if you actually eat healthy stuff with them).
I cleaned out my filing cabinet and found my Grade 3 autobiography. It seems I always knew my calling, and somehow had the impression, even at a young age, that I may not make enough money as an artist. Despite this, I still resisted the apparent pressure to become a doctor – it must have been there because I was quite adamant about not becoming one!
The day was gloomy, with winter winds blowing in again, so I perked it up with my rainbow knee high and bracelet, and my new shirt and neck warmer that my wonderful friend Mandy made for me.
If you read yesterday’s post, then you know there were lots of tears, and lots of feeling. After writing that post, I painted this painting, also with many tears.