Saying Goodbye: A Work in Progress.
I'm having some trouble saying goodbye, if I'm being honest. Never been very good at it. On top of which, I've perfected, the everything is fine, so well. That I don't even know when I'm upset until it implodes or explodes all over me. I started work on a sketchbook painting the Wednesday before last. So it's been about 2 weeks... It's a painting, in a SKETCHBOOK. (The current, in progress, last sketchbook page...) I know this, intellectually, but emotionally, despite abso
Odd Duck Out
The first time I ever learned about Artists, was Vincent Van Gogh in 5th Grade in a hour long class where we watched a short video about his
When I knew I wanted to go into Art.
How I found the Con-Life or the How the Con-Life found Me. How I fought my way to make room for my passion and have started making money doi
In the Beginning...
Being the 4th born out of 6 children, I had to find my own place. I was an older sister, and a younger sister, and had a penchant for utilizing any gray area in rules. (That usually resulted in more rules being created...lol.) (The picture to the right is me holding my younger brother and standing next to me little sister in Kindergarten on Halloween. ---->) I was myself entirely. I stood up for myself, as a younger sibling I had to regularly. And I kept my younger brother a
