manifesto


we like the outdoors


i have a classical art background from high school and some college - direct observational oil painting and and charcoal mostly. i used to spend 48+ hours on a single painting... huge paintings. 
i have a boyfriend.  his name is christopher
he's a writer and a book seller.
follow his blog at:
pulp suicide


it's been long time since i have done anything like that.  it's been a long time since i've made anything at all because my distorted definition of how "my art" "should" be.  


i used to really love slam poetry too, but somewhere along the line i decided that that was too emotional and dramatic and immature.(and that these were bad things)  



my mind closed slowly - sneakily - until i woke up and realized how paralyzed i had made myself.



i've had a lot of trouble finding my way back with out art school and it's assignments and deadlines and discipline.  that is where this blog comes in.  to give me some direction and purpose.

to give structure to my path of healing
i have accepted that i don't have the patience/attention span/desire to make the kind of work i used to make - and this leaves me -finally- willing to practice and play and 
find the me-ness. 


sometimes i'll be happy with what i've tried.  sometimes i won't.  sometimes i'll do a lot in a week. sometimes i won't want to do anything at all - but i will. and that is important





just once a week.  just one complete thought


we have cats. (4) batman, egon, & mucha
from left to right
betty is a bitch and doesn't hang out.



that's the only rule.










until it's not fun anymore 
my vff's. my loves













p.s.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        i'm a runner too.

 i run barefoot in my vibram five fingers . it's the first thing that i've done that is completely mine.  it's not an interest anyone gave me, no one taught me how to do it "right".  it is completely mine.  and i hold onto this when i lose confidence in my conviction.



if i can run, i can do anything






mind.full.ness (in)
grat.it.tude (out)

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