My Art Journey… Continued

Not so long ago, I began to share my art journey. Today, I thought I’d continue to share my foray into the art world, as it returned me to a state of hopefulness that my illness had taken away.

By the middle of 2019, I had begun to connect the dots in my life and soon, things that I hadn’t even thought to imagine, began to appear.

I was diligently painting four works at a time, using one paintbrush between the canvases, amusing myself to see how many strokes I could get before the paint dried, because I didn’t want to waste a drop of paint.

@New_TV Interview April 2022

Suddenly there weren’t enough walls in my house to hang all of the paintings. A fact that wasn’t wasted on my husband Ben, when we sold our home and had to lease a separate storage unit for my paintings.

By early 2020, I still wasn’t calling myself an artist. For me, that was a title reserved for people who made art all their lives, they attended art school and had a career in art. I did not. I was simply put, a techie and a writer.

A status that was confirmed by my presence on social media, where my handle was “Technygal” with posts and tweets about innovative technology and the impact it was having in the hyper-linked global community. I wrote a blog with supplemental articles and was earning income, gaining followers and recognition as a tech writer.

But then life happened, as it always does and inevitably, everything changes, regardless of whether we’re ready for it or not. For me, the change was significant, absolute and permanent. And I had to innovate how I would go about telling the stories that I could no longer write.

In 2019, I reluctantly changed my social media handles from Technygal to my name, DaNice D Marshall. It was a difficult first step, this letting go of my old self.

Some people live to eat, while others eat to live. There’s a balance and a purposefulness knowing the difference. For me, painting was like that, as I began painting to live, each brushstroke freed me from stress.

I started to share my art with the world via social media. I repurposed my blog, pivoting away from tech and started posting my paintings on Instagram and on Twitter.

I approached an art gallerist in New York, who upon hearing that I had no art training, told me my art would never be seen. My goals changed and his rejection fueled my trajectory. Here’s that timeline:

2020– Piano Craft Gallery, Boston exhibits “Betty’s Lil’ Director” and “She Named Her Daughter Hope”

2021– Billboard Hope selects my work “Free Knowledge Must Bring Your Own Container” for a solo billboard exhibition in Boston and and names me “Breakout Artist”.

2021 – Forbidden Fruit “I Like Your Work”exhibition curated by Hilary Doyle at Piano Craft Gallery, Boston. My work “Ameryca’s Two Sons” has a showing.

2021 – Crop of Kismet “I Like Your Work” winter exhibition curated by Will Hutnick online exhibition. Three of my works are invited, “She’s Arriving Right On Time”, “Storm’s Coming” and “Winning”

2021 – Self-Made Genius exhibition at The Contemporary at Northern Waters Gallery in Michigan. My work “She’s Arriving. Right On Time” has a showing.

2021 – NY Crit Club, I apply for and am accepted into my first art critique class. It’s an amazing experience! I get to meet art teachers, gallerists and artists. They accept me without any art training! It’s here that I acknowledge that I am indeed, an artist.

2021 – Naomi. I’m approached by a art director for a new television show. She’s seen and likes my posts on Instagram and wants to use one of my paintings for a new television show. Later, that number is increased to fourteen.

2021 – A Perfect Moment. Cultural Center Cape Cod has a online exhibition and my painting “Winning” actually wins third place and a cash prize 🙂

2022- Naomi. S1 Episode 4- Enigma. Fourteen of my paintings were featured in the opening scenes of my solo exhibition on the television show Naomi. The titles of my work: “A Cautionary Tale”, “Betty’s Lil’ Director”, “My Three Sons”, “The Empty Nesters”, “Getting Her Hair Did”, “Her Melting Pot”, “Ameryca’s Two Sons”, “DJ On & On” , “Chess Moves”, “Queen in Rollers”, “The Dreamer”, “The Latter. Snail Mail”, “She Pretends. Making Negative Spaces Into Positive” and “What She Thought She Heard”.

2022- Art As Salve exhibition curated by Ashleigh Dior Coren at New Art Corridor Gallery. My work “Ameryca’s Two Sons” has a showing. This unique gallery is opened 24-7. So everyone can visit at any time.

2022 – Orange Barrel Media is showing my painting “Moment Lost” on a digital billboard at Downtown Crossing in Boston.

Moments Lost” Currently on display, DownTown Crossing Washington Street, Boston.

Next month my painting “She Pretends. Making Negative Space Into Positive” will be exhibited in the curated Negatives exhibition in St. Louis. Then in the summer, my work “A Cautionary Tale” will be showing in the Hue exhibition at Msanii Hous in Carrollton, Texas.

I’ve been fortunate to have my work sell in Scotland, and here in the United States. Purchase inquiries of my showing works can be made via email:

My Amazing Day

“Be Amazing”

Life is amazing. I know, because I have more life behind me than what’s up ahead. And I was just thinking, how when I was a kid the simplest things made me happy.

Like, if I woke up and the sun was out and shining. That made me happy, that was it. That was all I needed to have a good day.

And remember being in kindergarten class? That’s when we could be our best selves. Helpful, Compassionate, kind and caring…

But then we had to learn how to tie our shoes & everything got complicated. It literally tripped us up lol

But life is amazing. Be that. Be amazed again. Happy FriYah!!! 🎉

heART 💜 #art #Lifelessons #dopeart #technygalleries #artistssupportartists #bostonart #femaleartists #friyah

Thoughtful. Artful. Humbled

Me with my art on a digital billboard in Boston
(Orange Barrel Media)

My life has been quite a journey. I assure you, if anyone was silly enough to want to write a book about my life, there would be no need for fictionalization. It has been an amazing ride!

Of course, some of the names would have to be changed to protect the writer, but the drama and the excitement is all there, all that’s needed is salt and popcorn.

They say life has chapters, I agree. But I think some lives have sequels, because sometimes later in life, you’re so far removed from where you started out that it can’t just be a page turner, but rather it’s a whole new book. My life is like that.

I’ve even started to write a play about my life. I see it in my mind— I’m seated at a table, in a bare kitchen. The electricity has been shut off. A stack of bills on the table next to where I’ve laid my head, on my arms. Worn out from working and crying. One day has ended, another begins. And the early rays of the sun are coming in through the broken shade. It’s just a small bit of light, but where there’s been so much darkness, this small amount of light rouses me. It nudges me from my slumber, inspiring me and moving my spirit to get up. To try some more of life, encouraging me that maybe today I’ll live it better…

My art is also currently online in “I Like Your Work” winter exhibition curated by Will Hutnick.

My art can also be seen up-close in the “Art as Salve” exhibition curated by Ashleigh Coren at the New Art Corridor Gallery.

Next month my art will be n St. Louis and later in Texas.

I’m living proof that dreams really do come true. So keep going. Keep creating, keep making art, keep writing and keep dreaming. I am.



Art of a Moment

“Moment Lost”

I haven’t made many abstracts. But this is one of my personal favorites, as it represents both what’s quickly lost, but also that which is remembered and longed for, thoughts that are renamed memories.

I’m so honored & proud to have this painting selected to be displayed on a digital billboard in Boston’s busy DownTown Crossing. If you’re in Boston from next weekend through the Summer, it’s another reason to look up🥰

I’m reminded that it’s the little things that move us. The smell of cooking or…. cologne. A long-forgotten aroma that yanks and tugs at our sensibilities, that snatches our attention away from the present, and cruelly places us squarely in the past, to remind us of what once was, as if we’re Scrooge before Christmas.

But there’s also safety in the moment, that is it can no longer harm me. It is but a memory and I can smile again. It is but a moment lost and I am a survivor of it.

So grateful to be a part of the OMB/BillboardHope art collaborative exhibition located on Washington and Boylston Streets in downtown Boston. Thank you 🙏💕

#art #momentlost #bostonart #abstractart #contemporaryart #artistssupportartists #technygalleries #dopeart #omb

Steadying My Art

Time-lapsed shaky video of my painting “Free Knowledge Must Bring Your Own Container” going up on Aug ‘21

Woke. Crawled out of bed. Still breathing 🙏

After being a little silly yesterday, I’m feeling pensive today. I was just thinking… what were you doing?

For me, my IG posts must be organic, being spontaneous is a big part of who I am & it’s indicative of what I do.

Truth is, I too was frustrated by the instructions that came with my @IKEA furniture, but I put it together anyway. In many ways, my life is like that, it didn’t come with any instructions whatsoever, it remains a project in progress.

And I think by sharing my story & my art, I can shine a little and maybe someone might see my little light and be inspired themselves to shine.

I know it works, because as I swipe through Instagram, I’m inspired and I’m reminded…

Stay consistent. ✔️
Be persistent💯

I’m very close to manifesting my vision & you are too 🙏

#art #artistssupportartists #stayfocused #technygalleries #dopeart #contemporaryart

Stepping Outside Art

“Sisterhood: Think Tank”

An artist looked at one of my earlier works and said it reminded her that “our lives are framed by our families,” and it stuck with me, because unlike our friends, we don’t get to choose our families.

And I thought about what stepping out of that frame would look like. For me, being a woman, there’s been a ton of support, communication, empathy and kindness from other women. And so much of what I’ve learnt has been the result of an unbranded, all-inclusive sisterhood that doesn’t have a name, yet it’s always been a part of who I am.

This ever growing network of women has helped me become successful at thinking outside the box. Taking chances. Believing in myself, building up my confidence through the many ways that I’ve failed, and knowing there’s always been a woman who will listen, who will offer advice, who will remind me that I am worthy.

I’m forever grateful to She/Her 🙏❤️

#WomensHistoryMonth #ContemporaryArt #art #bostonarts

The Art of Conversation

“Can We Talk?”

Now? #amwriting✍️

A bunch of questions, answered in a ledger, filled with humorous stories of this life & #HowIGotHere titled:

“How Many Folks, Exactly Does It Take To Hold A Good Woman Up?”

Because I’m tired, part of my “Can We Talk” Series that will drop as soon as it gets picked up.

Debating whether I’ll include original art in the series, probably. Why not?

Can we talk? Inter-generational discussions, from Camp Do It Yourself, literally a camp where campers create activities, to climbing telephone poles while pregnant to where I am now, with my paintings in Crop of Kismet Exhibition and later this week, my art showing in the “Salve” exhibition at New Art Corridor Gallery in Newton.

And I’m also so very proud of last month, when fourteen of my paintings were featured in a solo art exhibition in episode 4 of “Naomi” the newest DC hero airs on the CW Network.

How cool is this talk going to be? Very 😎

#art #Book #Upcoming #art #contemporaryart #bostonartist #dopeart #womenshistorymonth #technygalleries #artistssupportartists #femaleartists #exhibition

My Art Journey… Pt 6 of

“Rite of Passage- Walking in Someone Else’s Shoes”

What if art, by its very nature- the use of our eyes as we view it, to make us feel what we see- also makes us feel empathy? And compassion?

I look at the word heART 💜 and I see the word “art” in it.

Of course I’ve typed it so it would be easy for you to see, it’s a little subliminal, but there it is, plain as day. See it “heart” ? I do too and it makes me smile.

Lately my observations of every day experiences have been like this, a tad awe-inspiring. It’s almost as if everything is an epiphany, as my “Ah ha” moments become more and more plentiful.

Or perhaps, I’ve grown up enough to slow down.

I see little things more often, and as if for the first time. Because although I can be certain that the word “art” has always been part of my vocabulary, from Valentine’s Day candies to Mother’s Day cards, I’ve never noticed it before. Or perhaps it’s been used as a symbol and has lost some of its power in translation, on it’s way to becoming a universal icon: ❤️

Whatever the reason that I didn’t notice it before, I’m noticing now, and now that I’m aware of it, I’m sharing it. Fun facts 🙂

I’ve also noticed the word “small” includes the word “All” which makes the word a bit oxymoronic…? (Ok so I just made that word up, as an example of “moron” which is included in that word. Are you picking up what I’m laying down? 😉

It’s all been a bit of an adventure, making connections between seemingly separate things, which brings me full circle back to us, people…

We too are alike, there are part of ourselves mirrored in one another, we are indeed more alike than we are different.

We need to see and feel our connectedness. We need to have empathy when we see one another. We need to acknowledge and have the capacity to feel sympathy. Because the sad truth is, that whenever we see a homeless person, or a refugee or someone being challenged by life, it very well could be anyone of us “But for his grace, go you or I”

Imagine putting on their shoes and walking a city block wearing them, running in them. Ouch! The discomfort should lead to sympathy, which should lead to compassion, which should lead to action. Imagine that. No more homelessness.

Heart. Seeing and realizing that we can do better, making art that rite of passage, so we see one another and care.

How about you? What are you seeing? I’m listening to see 👁👁

Greeting Card Art

First Acts.

In celebration & Onward!

Remember when Hallmark’s Mahogany card collection first launched? Back then the brand was partnered with Dr. Maya Angelou and it was exquisite. Her words graced the inside of your cards & the art work on the outside was reflective of the depth and richness of her words and captured the black market’s sentiment succinctly.

I don’t know who needs to hear this… but you need to change your cover work back to the more colorful and uplifting art that was at least on the upper end of your greeting card spectrum. Dignified & queenly.

Someone told me don’t bother to write to you here on social media. But I say, why not?!?

They tell me it’s only a low level Hallmark employee who reads & runs your social media content. I don’t care.

I tried to reach out to Hallmark cards via the traditional avenue, no reply. So here I am. I make my own greeting cards.

My art can be seen in the “Crop of Kismet” exhibition and recently I had a solo exhibition on television’s #Naomi in the opening scenes of episode 4 ( Airing and streaming on The CW Network)

Next month my work will be included in the curated “Salve” exhibition at the New Art Corridor Gallery and upcoming exhibitions include a showing in Texas.

I’ll be sharing more news soon 🙂

#shamelessly #womenshistorymonth2022 #greetingcards #art #bostonartists #dopeart #artistssupportartists #hallmark #mahogany