Keeping open mind.

Not a new piece, but one I still like. There is new art and photos I just haven’t had time to gather and edit yet and it’s all coming second to finishing the music I can’t leave undone. One more set to sort through. I think I’m quitting. I can’t live without singing, but I just may not share it anymore. It’s so much work on my own and who cares anyway. The songs are what they are and I’ve done enough proving to myself there is worth, even if I’m the only one to realize it.

Field and Flowers

This is painted on an opened brown paper bag. The edges were irregular, but I painted without clipping them and just cropped it here. This is thumb-tacked onto the wall next to my office corner. I’m working from home for the time being and love the wall of tissue paper flowers and now this new painting added. It’s a nice escape looking over at them throughout the hours of my day.

Card making

The goal here was to use scraps. Paper and clippings I had no initial plans for and no idea for what to do, but I didn’t walk away until something I liked came through. I love the end results. Collage is not my usual thing but I love working this way. I’m forced to resolve whatever “mistakes” and end up liking the mess ups more than the plan. Art is life ❤️

A rose.

This was a gift I drew and colored for my mother’s birthday along with 2 CDs and money since I had a hard time figuring out what to get her this year…lol Just used markers.

Pop-up flower cards

I’ve never made a collage with Photoshop before, so today I googled how and made a collage with some of the pop-up flower cards I made and recently mailed out. I have more photos of other card designs so I will make another, better one, but this was fun. By the way, I make so many of these cards that I send them at random now. If anyone viewing this wants one, shoot me a message where I can mail to.

The Final Say – Original song

“Hate all you want to hate, I have the final say”… I wrote this last year as I processed a response I received about my music. Someone mistakenly assumed I had the same insecurities about my voice that they lived with and it got me thinking about all the times we have to endure unasked for critiques of our art. I don’t go around looking for people to tell them how bad I think their work is. It’s truly going out of my way to do that. If you don’t like something, I say keep it moving until you find something worth your time and comment…lol Anyway, I’m happy with this piece and the challenge it was to record performing it and I want to share.

Holding on.

My heart has been heavy lately. I don’t know what I’m doing here or what is in store, or why it brings so much dread to consider these questions (should be no wonder when looking at the world we live in), but I still hope for clarity and strength within to endure whatever is finally revealed for me to act upon. And it is time for action now.

This picture is the cover of a card I made for my mother some weeks back, just because I love making people cards and I love her especially.