Parts of Art

       So it turns out as I suspected. I got into a show that was clearly NOT a juried art festival. It was a two-day arts, crafts, and wine festival, complete with the usual   plethora of made-in-China crafts and commercial vendors. Ok, so I should have known better. I mean, I pretty much knew what I was getting into when I signed up and sent in my money. So why did I do it when I knew better? The reason is simple and valid: my son and daughter-in-law live right across the street, and I want to spend time with them.    So, no big surprise that my well heeled ladies did not attend this particular venue.   I had to make a decision what to do with my head. How to make the best of it when a show is not the best fit?   Here's some ideas:  Work on inventory. I use the time to go through my inventory of wearable upcycled art and tweek, re-do, and otherwise artfully alter. It's always needful and profitable.  Plus, people li...

Here’s another page from my illustrated journal.  It’s an impression of what I see when I look at my studio window. The walnut grove in full swing, shedding its leaves with gusto.  And as inspiring as it is to be in the studio with the wood stove cooking, I am not there now.       I left for Florida on Sunday (just in time to miss the arctic blast that came through Indiana)  and arrived at the doorstep of my son and daughter in law on Monday. I got to meet our newest Walker, my first grandchild,  sweet little girl, Avery Lee. So for the next few days I will be holding the baby, cooking and baking in their beautiful kitchen, and enjoying walks on the beach.  I intend to collect new imagery for future art pieces as well. Already this morning I became intrigued with the curvilinear design of the sea oats.  Of course seeing the ocean is always breathtaking, even when its overcast and the wind is gusting.  ...