It has a way of just happening. Time marches on.
Thursday, December 31, 2009
Monday, December 28, 2009
Where does the time go? I really get absorbed into the fabric of life, and forget about all the cyber-tentacles that I should attend to. What I mean simply is this. I should catch up on my sites, and respond to all of you nice people who have taken the time to view my work and leave comments. A big thank you. I hope to be more attentive to this soon. Please excuse my absence.
Hoping to give more quality time to my viewers in the future.
Thanks
Thursday, August 27, 2009
Sunday, August 2, 2009
People ask me if I make a living as an artist. The answer is,.... Artists survive. They earn what they need to feed their art. They support their paintings like a father or mother supports their children. You do what you have to do to paint another day. Its not about making money, it about making art, and learning to survive by doing it. That, becomes a living. Learning to survive by doing your art, and consequently, living by that credo. In fact, you are living from the doing of it. ....... more on this another time.
16 x 20
acrylic on stretched canvas
painting is available
You don't actually have to be in a place to paint a place. Sometimes, all that is needed is the sense of place, from memories, sights, sounds and experiences. This painting is just that. A culmination of the many nice things that I remember about a lot of little cities that I have visited.
Thursday, July 30, 2009
I was recently asked about my life as an artist. The things I have done to arrive at the point to where I am now. How did I become what I am, where I learned things, who I studied under, and how I do what I do. I never thought much about this being interesting to anyone, and therefor have not really put this to much thought. I find it curious, that so many people have asked me, and it doesn't seem to be a random thing. So, I guess, in some of the continuing blogs ahead, I will discuss some these things as well as anything I can think will add interest to the pot.
A good art patron and acquaintance of mine, who runs a chain of coffee shops and sandwich shops, prompted this essay into my life. It may help some of you who may wish to travel the life of an artist on their own. So, keep on checking back every now and then, for updates and additions to this journal I will keep active. Life happens as you do it, and so will this blog.
I hope, it imparts a picture of the path that I have traveled to be where and what I am.
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