Art did save my life. Many times.
“My life” refers to the quality of my life. The quality of my experience of myself in life. Whenever I’m down, I know that often, just a doodle will do. And to paint a big painting? …. Oh WOW!
We all have challenges. Disappointments… failures… struggles… loss… Not one of us is immune. These experiences are part of the package. Some of us are born into more challenging situations than others, and some of us make choices that land us in bad places. Most of us are doing the best we can – pursuing our dreams and dealing with Murphy’s Law along the way. Things happen in the world that are beyond our control, but affect us and our loved ones. Often, our struggles are self-imposed because of what we feed our minds and bodies.
In the midst of the yuck of life, we each have the ability to bring ourselves back to balance and experience joy and peace, even if our circumstances aren’t what we want.
That’s why I say that art saved my life. Making art has always pulled me through the tough times and given me strength to persevere because
making art is meditation:
right brain fully engaged
held breath (to steady hand)
lost sense of time
I met a friend of a friend the other day by the pool. I told him I’ve been meditating a lot lately. He said he doesn’t need to do that and never has. He paints.
“Yes! Of course. I could have said that.” I thought.
Well, now I am. Because it is important.
If everyone made just a little art here and there…
We would solve more problems creatively and constructively, and generally be more happy and content.
That is the value of art.
Art Saves Lifes
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I will come to your home to facilitate fun and art production with you and your muse. When was the last time you gave your muse the attention that it’s due? After all, every day it gives you inspiration; enables you to see the beauty of life; helps you ponder the deep, poetic and mysterious things of life. Take a little time off with your muse and you will end with a work of art you will love and share. Visit the buy page for more information.
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Schedule a one hour session for me to visit with you in your home. Share whatever inspires you in your environment and whatever you’d like to have in your home. I will take in this information in and create a beautiful multimedia work of art inspired by what inspires you. The finished piece will be any combination of collage, marker, watercolor, acrylic, ink, and pencil. Visit the workshops & studios page for more information.
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For the month of May,
Six of my figurative works are on display at The Money Nest Organic Coffee & Bakery here in Austin.
I am nervous/excited because this is the first time these of my works are on display and I have no idea what the reception will be. However, I do know that they go fantastic with the decor.
I could easily live in Monkey Nest Coffee. It’s beautiful; warm; has good quality furniture; a private room in the back you can reserve for meetings and such; really good music (including live music); tasty fare; and so are the teas and coffees… I could really, really live there. It’s a hoppin’ place, so that could take care of my social life, too. I could go on and on, but if you haven’t yet, you must experience it for yourself. My art on display has given you another reason.
And… it’s owned by Koros and Felora Derakhshani, two of the most fabulous, generous, beautiful people I’ve known who embody 100% service to humanity.
Thank you Monkey Nest, for this opportunity!
There is a conversation we have in our family every day, at least once a day for many years now. It’s a conversation that always livens up dinner time, daily commutes and road trips.
It’s called “coincidence of the day” and it usually goes something like this:
“You’ll never guess what my coincidence of the day was.” or “Guess how many coincidences of the day I had today.” I’ve taken to documenting them.
The more attention I pay to them, the more I get. I’m not looking out for them, but I am being present in the moment and taking in all that’s in my environment and following my intuition. It’s sort of like a game that makes life interesting.
So far today, I’ve had two. It’s only 1:31 p.m.
Here is one I had this morning:
Since the beginning of this school year, I have been working on an illustrated book with our younger daughter’s second grade class. As I was editing the illustrations on my computer and had decided to listen to music, but couldn’t find anything I particularly wanted to hear. However, I felt compelled to listen to a playlist entitled Neville, with 20 tracks from various lectures the late mystic Neville Goddard.
Just as I began working on the trees in the illustration of Earth Restored with everything again bright and beautiful, Neville began speaking about the Tree of Knowledge of Good and Evil in The Garden of Eden and how we create our world and our realities through our imaginations.
What a Coincidence!
Toot toot! I’m tooting my horn.
Which is something that I never did, ’till now.
A few years ago, I was in a group art show. One of them is a full-time thriving artist now living in NYC. I believe that exhibit was the beginning of my awakening.
During the reception, there was a Q&A, and I “played demure”. I was “humble” and gave one-sentence (if that much) answers to most questions. I made myself come across as mysterious, or as if they should know where I was coming from. Really – I was playing small.
Until Tonya Engel began answering her questions, I wasn’t even consciously aware of how I was being.
She stole the show!
Tonya stood tall, had a serene smile on her face, and answered every question in detail, and then some. She had rock-star posture. Her energy was centered and grounded and she spoke and carried herself as if “This Is My Show! Thank you for coming!” Tonya knew that all she had put into it – the hours, money, materials, intellect and emotions – were worth it.
And inside… I woke up, then got emotional.
See… I got it! Finally.
My art is a gift given to me, and meant to be shared.
It’s not about me, but it is.
It is about me sharing my talent with you, joyfully and abundantly.
I feel like the-luckiest-girl-in-the-world.
When I share it the way my friend Tonya shares hers… I inspire you to share and take action on yours!
It’s so simple.
And that is why I am tooting my horn (and looking forward to hearing yours, too).
Thank you for taking the time to read (and if so inclined – comment).
Love & Gratitude,
Where do dreams go?
Mine have gone nowhere (thankfully).
When I was young, drew pictures of my gallery.
Ten years ago, I sketched out my first website and built it. It was very basic and didn’t have any bells or whistles, but it was up and I was proud of it.
This site is my third rendition and though it doesn’t yet have all the bells and whistles either, I am happy with it and working on it when I can. It’s pretty.
The reason for this post is… I found a couple of three-ring binders I’d stashed away from years ago. They have slides, artist’s statements, bios, cvs, notes, mindmaps and sketches of my dream website. I compared them to what I have know and the plans I have in the making and aside from the shows and projects from these past few years, they are identical.
What a happy surprise!
It makes me feel at home : )
What does that mean, anyway? Just gave myself away. I’m the sort of a person who’d ask that sort of a question.
I am a person who loves to draw and paint and doodle. Art helps me find answers and peace. It’s where I commune with God. For everyone, it’s different. I suppose it’s the same for a person playing sports, or running, or making a good speech and inspiring people to action.
All I know is – when I make art, I’m in the flow and life makes sense. It brings me joy, and I hope that just a little of that transfers to the people who look at the paintings.
There is more, but this is what I can articulate at this time.
What do you do that brings you joy and puts you in the flow?
Don’t know if other artists get inspiration the way I do… if they see their paintings before they are made. For as long as I can remember, particular fully-done paintings have knocked at the door of my vision, sometimes for years until I bring them into the world. It’s as if they live in another dimension, and choose me to bring them forth here because they like my style. These images come to be in my dreams, my daydreams, and sometimes interrupt me whenever and wherever.
I don’t know why I like to draw and paint, and I don’t know how I got this talent. Yet, I am so grateful for it. Art brings me joy.
If you like the art that I produce, whether it’s realism, figurative or abstract, I am open for business.
I take commissions, and also sell originals. If you’d like a print for one of my originals, that is available, too.
In the near future, I will have the prices up, but for now…
…drop me a line, give me a call. I will be over the moon to bring a little visual joy to your walls.
I Appreciate You! : )
Really excited about how this site is coming along and especially how much closer I am to attaining my goal. That I will keep a secret, though : ).
Also appreciate the progress I’ve made in incorporating making art into my life. I had almost entirely stopped these past few years because I didn’t know how to work, be a mother and an artist at the same time.
However, I played around with it a bit and came up with a solution (why hadn’t I thought of it before?).
I teased Michael that he could proudly claim that: “My wife wears an apron when she’s in the house!). I have three aprons I keep in a kitchen drawer that serve all domestic purposes, including the making of art. I wear them pretty much all the time that I am home. Irony is that the more art I make, the more chaos there is in the house. But that’s okay. I’m making art! It was really, really bad though, when the house was a mess and I wasn’t making art. A real tragedy right there.
I keep everything out and ready for me at a moment’s notice (easel, canvas drop cloths, brushes, paints, even two cups of water).
That’s how I do it… yay!