This was her first notable achievement, the one in which she would build up her confidence, allow her to take risks and opened the pathway to opportunity, the gateway of happiness. Now she cooks, drives fast cars, directs movies & takes meetings. But one of the early WoW moments in her life was pedaling. TransitioningContinue reading “Making Way For Art”
Author Archives: DaNice D Marshall
Laughing. Singing & Getting Merry
In 2020 I didn’t get to attend not one holiday party. For me, that’s the one thing I really like about working and about having job. It’s literally the only time when bosses and my co-workers loosen up, when we can all be our authentic selves. The “Holidaze” with its bonuses, cocktails & laughter. LikeContinue reading “Laughing. Singing & Getting Merry”
Exit Art
“Holidaze” at the Sugar Shack in downtown Boston, where my Uncle Erskine performed. When I was little, he’d bring me along on Saturday afternoons to watch him perform his set. I’d sit at the bar and sip soda, while he and the band rehearsed. From where I sat, I couldn’t wait to grow up. SmokeContinue reading “Exit Art”
Her 2
We can’t know for certain, but chances are that a little girl is watching. She’s watching her perform. Watching her actions, her mannerisms, her gestures and the company she keeps. Listening carefully to what she says. Listening for inflections and tone. Is she using her business voice? Or the relaxed voice that she uses whenContinue reading “Her 2”
Chit-Chat Art
A dear friend of mine called me on the telephone & asked if I was busy. I replied, “I’m painting.” We agreed that we’d talk later, because nothing was up, just the usual chit-chat phone call. So we cordially said our goodbyes and hung up. Later, my dear friend called me back and again saidContinue reading “Chit-Chat Art”
Cautionary Art
Remembering my nephew as he would toss his daughter up into the air and catch her. Remembering the infectious sound of her giggles. I’d watch them play Peek-A-Boo and Hide-N-Seek. He’d chase her around the living room and into the kitchen. He’d make big loud growling noises and she’d squeal in delight. He’d pounce towardsContinue reading “Cautionary Art”
For Arts Sake
Sometimes art brings out the best in artists. Through emotions Those of you who know me, know that I do not handle rejection well. A feeling of silence comes over me, like when I was a kid and a lump would form in my throat. Rejection paralyzes me and so, I stopped painting for threeContinue reading “For Arts Sake”
Art Inspired By Norman
Over the years I’ve tried to express my creativeness in ways that were conducive to my position in life. So, as a mother and wife, I decided to set aside my paper and pen, to raise my daughters. No one told me not to write. How do you formulate those words? But it was self-imposed,Continue reading “Art Inspired By Norman”
Falling Fist
Domestic Violence doesn’t discriminate, it doesn’t care what race you are, doesn’t care about your age or your gender. Domestic Violence impacts us all in a myriad of ways. Recently a woman gazing at one of my ugly paintings, contacted me to say that I should paint the roles in reverse. I didn’t respond. HowContinue reading “Falling Fist”
Big Fist On Face
My life has been a series of experiences, bits and pieces that don’t always seem to fit together but collectively they make me who I am. I’ve never talked about the horrible situation of my best friend Sheila and her mother, because it was so tragic. But today, it’s time to share another ugly story,Continue reading “Big Fist On Face”
