When they Believe

It’s wonderful to have others love what I paint. It is especially heart felt when my granddaughters think I’m so awesome of an artist I could get rich selling what I create. The life of an artist is never about the money. Each piece created is a journey. I’m asking myself if this looks right or should I start over. I know the more I paint the better I become. I am teaching my young granddaughters the joy of creating and I’m always saying “perfect is boring”. In their minds if it isn’t perfect it’s ugly. I hope they are listening when I tell them not to worry about bring perfect.

Recently we went to see the movie Cruella. We all enjoyed the film. There was a collective love of these little black and white puppies not knowing how anyone could hurt them. My granddaughters are big animal lovers especially for dogs.

We are packing up to drive our youngest granddaughter home the next day. It will be an all day trip. My granddaughter turns and asks “Grandma can you paint me a Dalmatian puppy before we go?” Honey, there’s no time we leave tomorrow. This grandma has a hard time denying such a simple request. I told her I would try.

So I always have a ton of art supplies handy for any of the kids that want to create. I had a canvas board from the Dollar Tree and a frame from St. Vincent. Let’s do this.

She was all smiles when we hit the road. Grandma you are amazing. This is why I paint.

Butterflies are Everywhere

Found these butterfly photos and decided to paint them. Not sure what was harder the butterfly or the background. Whenever I sit and start to paint it makes me lean in and look closer; makes me slow down and see the details. I appreciate the colors and the delicacy of the butterflies wings. A true work of God. Don’t you agree?

Sometimes it’s a struggle to find beauty and kindness in the world. During the pandemic true friends and loving family members that cared rose to the top. Phone calls and zooms meant so much. They could be brief or long; sad or silly. It didn’t really matter what we talked about. What mattered was that we reached out and someone else reached back.

What I’ve learned this past 15 months is to let some people go. I don’t hold any animosity or regrets. I now have more of a desire to spend my time with people who have made time for me. No more feeling like I have to, but doing more because I want to.

The crazy thing is that the people I haven’t heard from or rarely heard from will not even notice my silence. I didn’t stop loving or wishing them a good day or a good week. I am merely “matching” their effort for connection without any guilt on my part. I have had to ask myself am I the only one who seems to care? Do they wait to hear my response to “how are you”? Am I an obligation phone call? Covid made everything slow down. Made me do more self reflection. We all know our days are numbered. I don’t know how long my body will continue to work with me. I don’t know when my body will one day just stop working. That unknown makes me pause. I would rather look at beauty then think about pain and disappointment. Maybe this is what happens as we get older. We are less inclined to put up with the nonsense from others. We are more determined to live by our own valves, or maybe it is just me that is more determined.

So here’s to the butterflies quietly flying around us unaware of their own beauty. Sit back and enjoy the wonder.

Mother Nature’s Beauty
8”x10” acrylic
“A Day in the Garden”
8”x10” acrylic
“Two Friends Dining”
8”x10” acrylic
“Beautiful Alone”
8”x10” acrylic


Winter’s Beauty

I think one of the prettiest birds that really pop against the white snow is the cardinal. I am often commissioned to paint the cardinal the most. I love the many shades of red and orange that goes into their feathers. It is not just solid red but many vibrant shades blended together.

This painting is at the request of a friend who wanted the bird painted against a green background instead of the typical snowy white. I like this choice. With so much snow surrounding me when I go outside this brings me a little bit of early spring.

Spring will be here before you know it. I hope when this year draws to an end that everyone who wants a vaccine has gotten a vaccine. I hope that we are once again able to come together.

It has been a challenging year where I’ve learned about Zoom, what restaurants delivers and the value of a phone call instead of a text.

Think spring but remember the beauty still visible in all the snow that surrounds us these days.