My excitement today comes from my amazing Aunt Arabella! She is a sculptor from another dimension and shares the creative blood that runs thick through our veins. She has invited me to spend a week in Aspen, CO with her at Anderson Ranch for an art intensive course. What an amazing opportunity! I couldn’t be more thrilled!
This is my favorite piece and it’s on display at Gallery 202 in Franklin, TN. I’ve got a repurposed barn wood frame around it that really completes the whole picture. Inspired by the first horse I ever rode, a giant thoroughbred percheron named Stoney.
“ Art and artists are very much misunderstood in our culture… Because we have this ethic of purpose and utility, and art is not useful in a very direct way. And I think that, also, our concept of artists is that they’re lazy somehow and that they don’t want to work hard… In fact, what I discovered in working with artists is that most artists, by and large, are not doing it because they want to be the next Andy Warhol — they’re doing it at huge personal expense and struggling to keep a practice going while trying to figure out how to make ends meet. They’re not making art because they want to make money, they make art because they have something to say that they want to share with the world.
Another September blows into the year bringing change, and a lot of it. As much as I look forward to the crisp season after the long hot summers in the south, i’m never fully prepared for the fall I’m about to trip into. The hole I have repeatedly found in the middle of the road, has captured me for the last time. This autumn, I’m walking around it and going a new direction entirely.
Like the leaves, I will change…but this time, I will not fall.
Here’s to growing.
I was given this painting of the noblewoman who, according to legend, rode naked through the streets of England in order to gain a remission of the oppressive taxation imposed by her husband on his tenants.
Lady Godiva sits in my dressing room, where each morning I may glance upon her with awe and inspiration. She has a powerful presence that is difficult to look away from. Her beauty is undeniable and her strength unwavering. She stands for what she believes to be true and she puts the good of others before her. What an amazing vision.
how wasteful is love that is unrealized?
how wicked is love that has bled you dry?
how wishful is love that tickles your toes?
it’s hard to dance to this tune without tripping over my souls.
learn to breathe she says.
hold my hand and whisper to my fingertips.
you can’t imagine the weight i bury.
cuddle my fears and sing to my doubt.
clap your hands, you are finally free.
smile your eyes, because your are looking at me.
a whimper, a cry, a laugh, a gasp.
nod off child, life is sweet in tomorrows dream.