Hey Artist, Cowgirl Up!

Cowgirl up! Put on your big girl boots and ride. What does that even mean? It means:  DO what needs to be Done! Monday night I cowgirled upped. Three weeks ago Blue Skies, my beautiful paint horse, decided to go bat guano crazy. Well, not that crazy, but crazy enough.  He decided that he no Read More…

Magic Shows And Pragmatic Artists

Magic. Magical. Magicians. I am not a fan of magicians.  I am too pragmatic to enjoy the illusion. I know it is a trick. I don’t care how it is done. Bah humbug! BUT WHAT IF …  I drank the cool-aid?  I saw what I wanted to see? Would it be different if I were Read More…

Rats Scurry. People Ought Not.

I am writing from Holly Colorado.   I am sitting on the second floor (corner room) with a lovely window that rounds what would typically be a square corner.   Since I am working that makes this a CORNER OFFICE!  I. Have. Arrived. Looking out I see other buildings, like mine from the mid 1800s Read More…

Whiteness

A conversation with a friend from Germany. She speaking of her German heritage.  lederhosen.  name days.  Learning to knit in public school.  Tales of her mother’s Bulgarian heritage.  She was proud of both. I had nothing comparable to share. I could talk about being Texan.  Pecan pie.  Fried okra. Fried cornbread.  Fried chicken. Fried green Read More…

Confessions of a Cutter

Cutting. It was not a thing when I was growing up. If it was a thing, I was unaware. It is a thing now. Mostly girls. Cutting themselves where, usually, it is not easy to see. My favorite art show was Declaring Space: Mark Rothko, Barnett Newman, Lucio Fontana, Yves Klein  Sep 30, 2007 – Read More…

YOU PEOPLE!

Last week I was YOU Peopled! in the Park Cities Presbyterian Church parking lot. A woman 10 years older than myself with salon blond hair and an old wine-skin mind-set felt obliged to YOU PEOPLE me as I was leaving the parking lot after delivering art. I use the old wine-skin metaphor for two reasons.  She Read More…