My inside person (I love Lamott's phrasing there) is, indeed, soul and heart. And I do think she grows larger - takes up more space- in my being with each passing year. My outside person seems to shrink; skin, hair, bones....even my coloring washes out as I age. But this just leaves more room for my inside person. I imagine someday, when the outside can no longer contain the inside, there will be a shift in my existence. But for now (the eternal now) I am just tickled as heck to be here with you, dear reader.
Now, where is that cake? :)
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For this painting, a pen and ink mounted on board and then painted, red was the only choice for her shoes. Isn't she, in her way, Dorothy? In another land, dressed in her finery, adventuring with the locals...as long as she has those shoes, she can always find her way home.
The Universe, with its quirky sense of humor, timed my takeover of Portland Open Studios Instagram account with the first day in the new studio. Wonder Mike was excited to be momentarily famous while I was spinning the various plates of technology and fervently hoping none of them crashed to the ground. None did. Woot!
So as I metaphorically jump off a cliff, my brain grabs the nearest symbol of head protection (in case I land upside down) and begins to sketch it. What a delightful place the brain can be! There will be a brief hiatus in the blog while the studio is disassembled and reassembled. Fortunately, the living beings can remain intact throughout the process. :). But on the other side, dear reader, let's have some amazing adventures together! Congratulations to Carol E!!!! You're Wonder Mike's chosen winner in last week's reader giveaway! A piece of original art is heading your way. Thank you for participating! xo
And my ant-ness has provided many good and steady things over my lifetime. But it has left me with a shortage of naps in the sunshine (or the rain) wandering about, goofing off and giddiness, daydreaming and meandering. I wholeheartedly embrace the rebalancing of Lola. More naps, please.
Now Wonder Mike says I've become waaaaaaaaay too grasshopper-y in my embracing of the opposite end of insect fableness. And he reminds me there has not been a reader giveaway in a good long while. So leave a comment below - what is your experience with ant-ness and/or grasshopper-ness? One lucky reader (to be chosen by Wonder Mike, of course) will receive an original piece of art. Yahoo!
When this painting was created, I wrote: Elektra means amber, shining, incandescent. And so we are, we humans. Shining and incandescent when sitting firmly in the pocket of our truth, our passion, our joy.
I hope this day finds you glowing, dear reader. And you (yes YOU, you know who you are!) - maybe turn down the wattage a little? A person could get a sunburn next to your sparkly shine. :)
Sometimes we have to tend to the business of art.
Actually, it should be about 80% of our creative time...with the other 20% actually creating (if you're creating for a living). So it really helps to get good tips from people who have sorted out some of the glitchy aspects of things, so that 80% isn't spent pulling your hair out and throwing your computer against the wall. I was delighted to get a link to this post from Thea at The Charmed Studio, which held my hand through the unexpectedly complicated process of adding a lovely photo signature to my email (want to see it? Email me here.) While I rush off to save Robert Pricklepin from the Roomba rushing toward him, let me know what your biggest business challenge is in your creative world. Maybe we can get Thea to help us find the answer. :)
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