So, I worked on some Christmas paintings this week. I had to go visit my mother, who is on her death bed. So, Jenny of Wonders of Whimsy is blogging this for me.
This is the racoon that seals the kitty food from both my porch and Jenny's. There are two of them and they are big and fat! They live down in the storm drains and come out at night to enjoy some yummy cat food.
I love painting animals and birds. Hopefully I will get some more Christmas paintings of birds and such done when I get back. I am still in the negative on my E-bay sales. So, i am trying to do smaller paintings in hopes up keeping my prices low. Hopefully, it will pick up here.
New on E-bay. I also posted my Shadow and Jenny paintings this week as well. I have been working on quite a few bird paintings lately. I am trying to get into the Christmas spirit and thinking about what I can paint for the season. If you have any ideas, let me know.
These are my Jenny and Shadow paintings i did this week. I will be posting them on Ebay. I thought it would be fun to get my friend Jenny and her funny bunny kitty cat on a short series. I was looking for simplicity and I was thinking of mixing my love of pen and ink with the super duper fastness of acrylic. They were quite fun to do. I love that Jen cooperated with me when I requested the pajama outfit.
Please bare with me as I am still learning to blog. I wish to thank all of you who have commented on my work. I love the sense of connection there is.
I wrote a novel. This is not the first time. I started a blog on my attempts to get it looked at. This is not an easy feat. I will be updating it from time to time. Joan Crow Cimyotte wrote a novel.
I learned to paint when I was eight. I picked up guitar when I was twelve. I was young when I had children and did not start any sort of career. I was bitten by the theatre bug in my early thirties. I've painted so many sets that it is difficult to count them all. Sets are not a permanent thing. They are much like the actors that play on them, transient in their importance. As soon as the show is over, then it is taken apart and destroyed. I had to quit my job at The Arvada Center in Colorado, when my back could not take it anymore. For the last five years I have been home mostly writing and painting paintings. It is what I dreamed about doing to make a go of it as a fine artist. There are moments when I truly feel that I am running in place.