Smiling Doodle Bird, 9x12 inches, ink on paper. |
Tuesday, December 13, 2016
Sunday, December 11, 2016
Perfection of Imperfection
Imperfection. I make imperfect art. Weird isn't it how what we strive for, perfection, never really making the grade, at least it never seemed that way to me. As an artist I found fault with my lines, they weren't straight enough, too bold, not bold enough and shaky. Grrrr. Life has been like this for a long time since I had a traumatic brain injury when I was 21. After that fateful day nothing seemed right for a long time, decades actually. But if I've leaned one thing it is this there is perfection in imperfection.
Saturday, December 10, 2016
Doodling Away
Friday, December 9, 2016
Doodle birds
Green Eyes
Thursday, December 8, 2016
Wednesday, December 7, 2016
First Love
I wanted a dog for Christmas when I was eight-years-old. I found new underwear, bathrobe, dress and a wooden, frog bank under the tree. No dog. I wanted, hoped and prayed for a dog for years. My parents weren't dog people we had a cat, a wonderful, wacky Siamese, named Wing Wang...yeah make some jokes about that.
For my birthday, my 60th birthday a little black and white puppy came into my life. Ernest, Sir Ernest Shackleton the Second, has been the best gift I've ever received. I love this funny ball of energy. He has two speeds zoom and sleep. This is him begging for more cottage cheese -- that's a curd above his brown eye.
Tuesday, December 6, 2016
Happy Dog!
Who knew what would happen when we agreed to foster an ancient mini Aussie. I assumed he'd be with us until he was fully vetted, beautified and adopted. Love has a way of wiggling brown eyes and and pointy ears into hearts and I fell in love with the old dog. His vision is diminished as is his hearing, his coat is thick an fluffy and his toenails click on the floors. I love this old man of a dog, who knows what he has seen and heard in his many years but I know something he loves to hear, "I love you." I say it often. I kiss his furry brown head right between his big ears and that is how we roll these days. Rusty is no long available for adoption because I adopted him.
Happy Dog, 5x7 inches, pastel on paper. |
Monday, December 5, 2016
Parsnip
Sunday, December 4, 2016
Snow Buddies
The frosty cat and chilly dog met on the field for a playdate. First they worried people might see them frolicking in the snow but soon they discovered no one noticed them. They chased and raced until they had to stop. That is when I snapped this photo. Snow buddies like deep snow, making tunnels and caves in snow and howling at the moon on clear, cold nights.
Snow Buddies, 5x7 inches, pastel on paper. $15 matted and in cellophane sleeve. |
Friday, December 2, 2016
A dragon ate my homework
It could happen, really a dragon could eat your homework if you happened to live in the right place at the right time. In my universe dragons are friendly creatures who are willing to be friends with authentic humans. Dragons don't like hair spray, lip gloss, fast food burgers (they say they have no substance) and they loath red sports cars.
Blue dragon, oil pastel on paper. |
Green dragon, acrylic on paper. |
Thursday, December 1, 2016
Snow Kitty
Who doesn't love a snow kitty? I can hardly wait for the first snowfall so I can make snow kitties, snow puppies and maybe even snow fish.
Snow Kitty, 9.5x11.5 inches, pastel on paper. $20 Available at the McBride School Christmas Bazaar East Columbia Blvd, St. Helens, Oregon Saturday, December 3, 9 a.m. to 2 p.m. |
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