Oh Boy.....its a sunny day.....yippeeee!!
After all of the inches of rain that we experienced here in Jersey over the last four days, it is finally sunny! Got me thinkin' about Spring!
Just finished this 27"x 27" painting:

"THREE LITTLE BIRDS"
Playing around with some new techniques and lots of colors that I normally don't ever use.....grays and browns...really now.....
How's the weather around your neck of the woods?
Thanks for stopping by and have a great night,
Love,
T

What to paint? who knows...is it possible to have art block?, kinda like writers block, but worse? I don't know what to do anymore. I am totally confused and feel like I can't breathe. I have a voice inside my head. Its not my own voice, its a voice I have never heard before.

One part of my brain is screaming: BE TRUE TO YOURSELF and the other part is yelling: GIVE THEM WHAT SELLS!!! you silly.....

So, the dilemma.....I, like everyone else that I know(and I really do know a lot of people), are struggling these days with bills, life, etc. You go through your day in hopes of seeing that light at the end of the tunnel(and praying it isn't an oncoming train!), and a clear path of where you are going. I used to think that I had that path, but its seems these days that it is there, but overgrown with weeds and stuff. It used to be crystal clear, but somehow it seems foggy now. Part of me is the arteest that really doesn't care what people think of my work. I paint what I feel and if you don't like it, too bad. Nowadays with things, well I mean money being a bit tighter, I do care. I need to turn my art into a profitable business....OUCH! I can't believe part of me just said that! What if I do, I hesitate to say it: CONFORM....what will happen to the REAL me? Will she be lost forever??

This week I received a HUGE, I mean HUGE canvas order. I kinda put all my eggs into one super large basket. My hubby graciously re-vamped my studio to make room for the order.

He looked at all of the canvas and said: WOW, thats a lot of work. What do you think you will be painting? The same style of stuff?....I never thought to paint anything else until he mentioned it. You should start painting a few florals or real people or something...don't you agree? I almost threw-up! Why?? I asked, don't you like what I already create?? Is it not good enough or something?
After he realized that he totally blew my mind, he back tracked a bit and said that he of course loved anything that I create because I make it.......OUCH!!
Since the seed was planted in my mind about the dreaded florals or even worse, landscapes....I have started doubting my creativity. Do people just purchase from me because I'm a nice girl? Please, please offer me some positive reinforcements here people....I am dying here!!
After this conversation I painted this;


I enjoyed painting it, but is it really me? Kinda funky, but not as bold as I like, but someone may enjoy it over their couch right???
I LOVE to create. I think its in my blood and I hope it shows in my works. If its not as colorful as a rainbow, I work at it some more. Please comment so I can have some sort of help here.......
Love,
T

Over the past two weeks, its been really hectic at my house.
Anytime one parent is ill, everything gets all dis-com-boob-a-lated.
My trips back and forth to the doctor and hospital are necessary, but my body is used to the regular routine. Thank God and all of my guardian angels, that my hubby is just suffering from a very common thing....the dreaded Kidney Stone! We are just rookies I guess and had know idea that you could have so much pain and suffering from one teensy, weensy, little calcium deposit!!

AnyWho....during one of my trips to the ER, I was really, literally running on empty. I hate being in hospitals to begin with and felt terribly drained. I thought that unless I get out, I will have nothing left. I must have had some look of dread on my face when I was approached by a nice older woman. She had in her hands the most wonderful sight.....a steaming, HOT, cup of coffee. It was just what I needed and didn't think of it myself. She slowly walked up to me and offered me the cup. Now don't think I'm nuts or anything, I nodded and said in a very nice tone, NO Thank you. C'mon, I was told never, ever, never take anything to eat or drink from strangers! But, in some way, I realized it was my guardian angel telling me to go ahead, treat yourself to a cup. You deserve it honey....so I headed to the hospital cafe where I found an amazing assortment of fresh brewed delights. The painting shown here is my tribute to MY COFFEE ANGEL....hope you enjoy her!
Here is the link to see more photos and to make her your very own if you would like:
THE COFFEE ANGEL