Gallery Shows

My poor blog.  I have been quite busy this last month, and I haven't been posting much. Well, here's a super long one, but just with pictures...no heavy reading here. I'll try to play catch-up in a backwards way.  First up, I had a gallery opening on Friday, 11/7 and here are the pics to it.  I'm posting everything in itty, bitty pictures, but if you click on them, they'll be nice and big. (-;  I also conducted a little art project that night, forcing everyone to fill out a "shoe form" and taking snaps of their shoes instead of their faces.  Well...I didn't force them;  I mean it wasn't like I held a shoehorn to their head or anything...in fact I was more like this helpful lass on the lower-right hand side of my painting, "Trying to Get the Other Boot On" shown below:  Just a gentle "offer" of a shoe horn. What the heckle and jekyll am I talking about? Anyway, I'm going to go create a little something from all my shoes attendants at a later time. (-;

Here's a good shoe from one of my attendees (Connie)!

See that cute little shoe horn lady?  Only trying to help... (-;

I have always loved shoes--here's a painting from several years back.

Here was my sample form.  

Initially I had "Fred F." written down. Kman didn't know who I was talking about.  I said what!?  How can you not know?  "Fruity Pebbles," the favorite food, "Rockin' Robin"/the Rolling "Stones" favorite music?!  Someone else read it and didn't get it either, so I had to go back through all my forms and add "Flintstone" so there was no question about it.  I had thought it was a little clever. (-;

 

 

Highest stiletto ever!

Here's me!

Here's some pics of the show (and actual faces!)

Busy Hands Are Happy Hands

Seems like if I go too long not making something, 

I feel a little sick inside.  

Unsettled, ill at ease, restless, 

irritated, uncomfortable, 

you get my drift?

Once I start 

drawing or painting, 

I calm down, 

breath slows,

heart in rhythm, 

mind gets lost.  

I am lost...

in color and paint and line.

Something always turns into 

something else.

Plans go awry,

mind gets tongue-tied.

Almost always,

images

stare back at me

I never intended to invite.

I like these party crashers.

Bold, ugly, pretty, dark, mysterious, 

kaleidoscopic in color or grey with black.

I feel better after their arrival--

success after set-back.

All I really know is 

busy hands are happy hands.

It Wasn't Frank's Night

Even though it was supposed to be, in the end it just wasn't Frank's night.

Insurance Confusion

Not that I didn't find my insurance meeting today fascinating, but let's just say, I was a little confused.

Leather Jacket at Night

Leather Jacket At Night

12" x 16"

Precursor

(well, there was another precursor, but I have no photo of that...and then I slapped white paint all over it, and totally f_(#ed it up...but THEN, I grew to like the ghostly white overlay on the eyes and wasn't sure I wanted to mess with it (I liked it's deconstructed look)...see below. 

 In the end, I gave in and made the painting more finished, which is how I ended up with the dude you see above.

Freaky eyes...I like them.