Category Archives: Paintings

There’s a celebration going on somewhere, because someone is feeling good about life. It doesn’t seem to last forever. But in between texting, playing basketball and making work there’s a steady beat that keeps us going. In between the newspaper pages, the endless emails & streaming apps, there’s always a steady beat inside all ofContinue reading “Pause For heART”

For as long as I can remember, I always wanted to be a writer. I didn’t have a clear path to that end, there always seemed to be something that I needed to do first. For instance, I needed to go to college. No one in my family had ever been, and I needed toContinue reading “Painting My Words”

My bucket list is simple, it only consists of my being able to thank people. No, not everyone, but those special people who make getting up every day a worthwhile activity. I started six years ago. Back then, it was easy because most of the people I wanted to thank were local, so I onlyContinue reading “Bright Moment: To Say Thanks”

“His Heavy Head” If I’m making my life look easy, it’s only so that others might try. I hope a little girl will see my art and she’ll succeed. That through my trials and tribulations, her path is less cumbersome, that she’ll navigate the art world with decorum and humility and a large dose ofContinue reading “Heavy Art”

“His Two Sweetest Dreams” Some of our best dreams don’t happen when we’re asleep. Instead, they happen in our wakefulness, when we stretch ourselves and reach goals. Too often we don’t acknowledge our accomplishments for ourselves. Instead we hope others will notice our content, like a post and pat us on the back & sayContinue reading “Acknowledging My Art”

I grew up, wanting to leave home. It seemed restrictive and boring. Nothing exciting ever happened. And it seemed to me, that every bit of joy that I might experience in life lay just beyond my front door. So I dreamt about the day I’d leave. The years passed slowly, as they do when you’reContinue reading “Art Trip Home”

At last! These legs of my journey. It’s been a long two weeks, for real.People who know me, haven’t seen me. Close family members who once hugged me, have had to keep a distance. And in all this time… I haven’t painted. Well, I did paint over a few paintings, in a moment of franticContinue reading “Last Legs. Art Journey”

If you’re like me, then you remember playing on the swings. Pumping your legs and trying to go so high that you could touch the sky. You remember, don’t you? Yeah, you do 🙂 Remember how adults would say that you were too big for the swings, and that you were gonna break it? AndContinue reading “Swinging Art”

Woke up to this video & I’m floored! There’s a certain amount of love that we each need to survive in this world… and I’m feeling it. For real. So much gratitude, I’m about to burst. Thank you. Thank you 🙏❤️ @daniellaurent @Orange_Barrel @Targus @NewArt1977 @LoadingDockArts #Art #THANKYOU

From amateur status to professional, I have had difficulty redefining myself with a name that others have spent decades to become. “She Named Her Daughter Hope” was the first painting I ever sold. It was one of my first paintings to be exhibited. It was also my first showing at Piano Craft Gallery in BostonContinue reading “Calling Myself An Artist”