I have not been painting for 2 weeks because I am doing some thing awful, called spring cleaning. I like to read and had so many books piled here and there and I like nice clothes so my closets were bulging, so cleaning and clearing out had to happen. I gave four boxes of clothes away and gave two big bags of books to our local hospital. Still have 5 stacks to give away. I'll be calling my friends to ask them to come and look over the stacks and take what they want. I also have about 8 art books that I am going to give to some of my students. I want to share lots of books so this will be an ongoing, give to friends. It feels good. It also feels great having one room totally clean, windows and mirrors, closet and drawers. So freeing, but now I have three paintings screaming to get out, first the tree to finish and a 24 x 36" painting of the Burr Trail, Utah and my biker son Paul. I am really excited about this one. The last one is going to be abstract, it will be a long thinking one.
I have been an artist for as long as I can remember. I went to college when I was 37 years old. I loved it so much, I was a sponge and absorbed anything and everything about art. I started out wanting to be a portrait artist but ended up using pencil and colored pencils. I made quite a name for myself with my drawings. I won many awards. When I needed a break from that I went into oil sticks and just loved them and again did very well with awards. I finally went back to my oils but always felt frustrated with them I wanted to be free from all constraints, I am now working in acrylics and loving them. So now the sky is the limit. I just want to go and do everything I feel and want to express.