Am I an Artist?

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Why is it so hard to label myself as an artist? I want to be an artist. I certainly have the paraphernalia of one. I paint. I have sold my artwork.  But saying I am an artist is exceedingly difficult to say out loud. It seems odd, but I don’t think it is that unusual.  I think in part it is that I am still a beginner in this endeavor, but it is also more…

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Forgetting to Create

I haven’t done squat creatively for weeks. And the last couple of weeks I have felt really off. Of course, we had a few things going on: Move from Cheyenne, Wyoming to St. Vrain State Park, Colorado. Phil flew to Michigan to take care of some things and bring back the van. The day after he drove 1,200 miles back to Colorado, we hit the road to drive 892 miles down to Cottonwood, Arizona, boondocking…

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Sharing My Art Is Scary

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I woke up in the middle of the night last week feeling sick. I was dreaming about the YART sale coming up the following week and my stomach literally hurt at the thought of sharing my art with people I don’t know. I am an adult. I don’t like not being good at whatever I do. This art thing has pushed just about every button I have. Because I am once again a beginner. There…

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Shuddering Truck – The Saga Continues

The truck was done. Our wonderful friend drove us the hour into Aberdeen to pick it up. The problem was some type of metal tube that hooked to the turbo boost sensor. Or something. Only $400. Yeah! We did our grocery shopping for the trip – had to load up for snacks for such a long journey. The truck ran fine until about a quarter mile from home. Then the check engine soon light flashed…

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Site Overhaul

I am going to rip this site apart. Like a collage in the art journal class I am taking, I am going to add and subtract to this site to create a piece of work. Hopefully it will be fun and an interesting place to linger. I encounter many questions about how I have lived for 9 years (on and off) in a 5th wheel RV with my husband, three kids and two dogs while…

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Ant Bait & Letting Go

January 9 Well, shit. I dragged my ass back out of bed when I realized I hadn’t done these stupid pages. These are supposed to be MORNING pages, not evening pages. Cripe, I have to do things my own way. Shakes head and rolls eyes. So I slept on the couch last night because ants were swarming the bait right next to my bed and on my bed, a bit. I shuddered to think of…

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All That Is Left Is Me

The excuses are gone. I’ve whittled them away, one by one, so all that is left is me.  The internet is fine – I bought two weeks worth here at the campground. The rv is empty – Phil took Ellie to the park and Jacob and Maddie are outside in the sun, practicing their juggling skills. I’ve had my green smoothie. I’ve had a cup of vanilla chai tea with chia seeds and now am…

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Piercing and Sushi

I have admired nose rings since 1981, when I met my friend, Kay, my senior year in high school. Nose rings were not too common back then, but she wore hers proudly and I was suitably impressed. Nose Rings Were Cool I did not have the courage back then to even formulate the thought of wearing one myself, but still thought that it looked way cool. Over the years, piercing has become a lot more…

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Are You Afraid of Your Own Wisdom?

I was taking a shower this morning, getting ready for work when suddenly a small, black spider dropped down to visit, hanging  from the shower curtain rod. The thing was itty bitty, but it startled me and I did not think (I’m embarrassed to say), but simply reacted. I grabbed the shower head and sprayed until it went down the drain. Afterwards, I thought, “Now why did I do that? Spiders are sometimes seen as…

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Sh*t! I am afraid.

I spent the better of yesterday afternoon holed up in my closet of a bedroom with my good friend J, getting my shapely behind (otherwise known as ass) kicked up one wall and down the other. In a good way, of course. We were exploring where my online business was going to go and what it should be and it led to a direction that, quite frankly, scares the living crap out of me. It…

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