Eugenia

"Eugenia" I picked up a book at a thrift store the other day called "The Family of Woman". It's a collection of black and white photographs from around the world showing everyday women doing everyday things. This young woman from Nigeria had that "Please paint me!" look in her eyes. This piece is one of the smallest I've ever made, measuring only 6" square. It was done specifically to donate to the "6x6 Show", a fundraiser for Oregon Arts Alliance. I found the small size to be pretty fun! Now I'm looking around the house for more little blocks of wood...

This Is My Body

"This Is My Body" Willing submission. Coming before the other vulnerable, unclothed, keeling, head bowed. Letting go, giving of oneself. Placing complete trust and faith in the other. Powerful by the act of shedding power. A eucharist of self.

A Prison Of My Own

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 "A Prison Of My Own" I try very hard to be content, and sometimes even happy, with my world. But the truth is, I am never satisfied. With anything. Ever. I always feel like I am trying to run away and leave something behind, while simultaneously running toward something "better". Even though I have no idea what it is that I'm running from or toward. This is a fairly literal representation of how I feel most of the time: running scared, blind, and ready to trip in my own darkness.

In The Wings

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In another world I am
Not shy
Not awkward
Not afraid
I sing, I dance
Elegant, graceful
Star of stage and silver

But this world
This life
I wait in the wings

Just One More Chapter

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"Just One More Chapter" It's been over a month since my last post. Blame the magic that is Christmas.  We spent the week after Christmas at the Oregon coast. Know what happens there at the end of December? Absolutely nothing. Unless you count rain, wind, and hail. We all got a lot of reading done that week; including my daughter who was so engrossed in her book she didn't even notice me sketching her!

Dottie

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 Sometimes I take myself far too seriously. And sometimes I don't.

Set Apart For An Instant

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 "Set Apart For An Instant" If I could choose a super power it would be Invisibility. I am a rather socially awkward person and am much more comfortable observing over participating. A lifetime of observation has left me with some favorite moments. Not necessarily individual moments (though there are some great ones!), but moments we share without knowing. We are all guilty of masking our true feelings; especially, it seems, from those we care about most. This painting captures that moment of true emotion just before the smile-for-the-world covers it up.