A tree dreams

Once again, I’m going to start with the last picture of the prior painting blog. This is where I was at when I started “fixing” the nebula. I almost stopped here, but I felt like the colors were too soft now.


Black needed added in.


I knew I needed to make the color more dramatic. It just felt too soft and everything blended without a draw for the eyes. So I intensified the hues with another layer. If you look carefully at the next picture, you can also see the splattering of stars.


Time for the final stars and highlights on several of them. There are 7 glittering stars in that sky created by the dreams of a tree.


Come see the original today at the Jerome Music Booster craft show from 9 a.m. to 6 p.m.

Happy adventuring!

The nebula develops

Honestly, I never expected the nebula to give the problems that it did. I thought I had this.

Yeah, right.

Okay, here is the last picture from the last blog so you can recall what it looked like.


Here I blended the colors together. Oh, and I also added the sparkles to the tree which I wanted.


So I thought it was all well at this point. I just needed to add in some dark spots.


That was when I realized I had a mess. Giving the top a moment to dry, I filled in the ground beneath the tree. I wasn’t certain that I even wanted ground, but after I got it in, I decided that it had been the right thing to do.


I had the thought at this point that I wanted the nebula to reflect the colors of the tree. I went back to some reference pictures of nebulae and tried to decide what I wanted to do. Here’s what came about:


I’m going to leave this blog here for now. I’ll post the final on Saturday. As I will be out at the Jerome Music Booster craft show from 9 a.m. to 6 p.m., you can come see the real deal there.

Until then, happy adventuring.

The tree develops

Happy May Day!

Short blog here. It really didn’t take long for the tree to take form.

This is the second layer of the tree. Also started some highlighting on the trunk so it can take shape.


Now for the full highlighting of the tree.


Happy adventuring until next time.

Space on a long board

I’m working on a new space nebula painting and I’m hoping to have it ready for the Jerome Music Boosters’ craft show this weekend.

I had picked up this board that is 20″x10″ and I had thought I would paint a kind space nebula on it. Then I had another idea.

In order to start it, I had to plan where the “mist” would be and let it guide me to placing the nebula.

Are those dark clouds now on top of the mist at the bottom. Nope. Let’s see if the next picture can give us a clue.

Ah! There we go. It looks like the beginning of a tree. Stay tuned to see how this develops!

Tough and thriving

Good news: I didn’t get sick. The OnGuard and Wellness Formula did the trick once again.

Knock on wood that it continues.

Yet, it was pointed out that I may have been what some may call “a little preachy” about my stance on health and wellness. What? No cigarettes? No alcohol? How can a person live?

My answer: how about a lot healthier!


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How you create

I love to listen to how other artists create.

As a young girl, I remember listening to and reading about how writers would put their butts in the chair and write. I found it fascinating how they would answer the question of “where do you get your ideas?” Even more fascinating was when I realized they were also listening to how each other answered that question.

I am often asked how I came up with the idea for my book. I was sitting on a couch talking to the man I was then married to about men riding unicorns. The character just appeared in my head (yes, on a unicorn, in his splendid armor of blue and gold) and I knew I had to discover his story. The idea was the easy part!

Taking it from conception to book was a longer process, mostly involving many drafts and failed attempts. I just had to keep working on his story until I had it right. Even working on the second book in the series now I find I’m still trying to get the story exactly right.

Now, what I’d like it to listen to you share your story. How do you create? From conception to finish. Do you meditate? Do you go with the flow? Do you feel tackled by your ideas? Do you work on thumbnail sketches until you’ve got it right? Do you drop the clay on the wheel and see where it takes you? What does your process feel like.

Come on, time to share!


I have to admit that since my mother’s death last year, I’ve been asking myself if she was happy in her life. I know her goal was a to have a family and I know she loved being a mother, but did she find the fulfillment in it that she always thought she would?

It’s made me examine my own life a lot deeper. I don’t want my own children wondering the same thing about me.

Success is one of those slippery things to define. We all think success will make us happy. In truth, happiness makes us successful. Yes, it is the other way around. Try this: the next time someone praises you about your art, really think about your immediate actions. Do you discount what they have said? Do you feel successful, like you’ve accomplished something? How long does that feeling last? Chances are, when someone says your work is beautiful, you say, “Thank you,” and move on. It doesn’t really touch your heart. It doesn’t last long. Now, the next time you find yourself really happy, take a look back at all the things you’ve accomplished with your art. Doesn’t that make you feel awfully dang successful and proud of yourself? It’s easy to discount your feeling of success when someone else says it to you, but harder to discount it when you are already happy in your life.

So, yes, when I think back over my mother’s life, she was successful with her goal of having her family but I often wonder if it was a “be careful of what you wish for” time. I don’t know if she was every happy. I look back over pictures of her life and I see a beautiful woman smiling back. There is a whole other side that I never realized was there. I don’t even know if she realized how beautiful she was. I think if she had found herself beautiful, she would’ve been happier. But she could never allow herself to see it.

That goes back to what I was talking about earlier this week: choice.

We choose to be happy. We choose our emotions — we create them much like we create our art. Moment by moment. We could be angry at the person who cut us off in traffic, or we could be grateful they didn’t hit our car, or we could remember that they might just not have seen us or realized how close they were. Our brains are full of flotsam all the time and we can screw up on occasion by thinking about something else. Strangely enough, we chose to think about that flotsam rather than driving!

Don’t look for success. Find that which makes you happy and you’ll always be filled with abundance. Well, that and remembering to choose wisely for your happiness is a choice only you can make.


As always, it is your choice.

It is your choice of what to make, what to create. It is your choice of when and where to work. It is even your choice to not work at your art.

What’s important is that you make the choice rather than chasing your guilt in an endless circle.

Choose. Choose wisely. But make the decision and have no regrets.

A weird thought

Came to me one night awhile back. Maybe I was really tired. For whatever reason, it struck me so much I just had to write it down and share it. Here we go:

Zero is a concept that use to not exist. After all, if there wasn’t anything of something, why bother to count it? Then someone came along and said, “Well, because we have to know when we are out.” — okay, not really how it went historically, but I can see how the logic of zero’s existence came to be. Zero was like the vacuum to show empty space — a void, a hole for the missing. Now, do you realize that there are actually people out there in the world today that believe the same thing about artists?

Yes! I kid you not. There are actually people out there who believe that artists shouldn’t create. Why create it? Why tell the story? Why mold the sculpture? Why paint the picture? Especially if it’s an art they don’t understand.

Now, this could easily be spread to the technology world. Why build a microwave? A computer? An iPad? A car? A lightbulb? The very same person asking why artists bother to create might say that it’s because technology makes life easier for humans. What could art possibly contribute?

What is your answer?

I know mine. I create to entertain and engage thought. I want to create an interaction between me and view, to maybe give them a different view of the world, one I want to see as a peaceful place. I like it when someone walks in my booth, points at a painting, and says, “I want to be right there.” I’ve engaged. I’ve taken them on a journey. For a moment, even a brief one, I have taken them into my world (or what I would like the world to be like).

What is your answer? This is it. Time to prove your worth. For if you aren’t creating, then there is a vacuum of zero you are leaving behind.

Losing yourself in your art

Do you have unconditional love for your creation? Do you believe that loving your art without criticism is a good or a bad thing?

Too often, I believe we are our own worst critic. We see the flaws in our art because we are so close to it. We don’t feel we can sell our art because we don’t believe it is worthy of other people’s attention. Worse, we have to be “in control” of our talent and never produce a bad piece. We want to “have grown” as an artist without “growing.”

Do you find yourself on this spiral wondering where “out” is? If only we could have a moment to stop and think out the situation, then we’d miraculously have the answer. But we never take that moment. If we do, we feel we have to be doing something and thinking isn’t a true action, right?

Here’s the real answer to the carousel: Don’t think about it, don’t worry about it, just get to work. The answer is in you and in your art. Share your own unique observations with those that wish to hear your “song.” Those are the people that matter — the like-minded individual you wish to reach that need to see what you have done so they know they are not alone with their mad thoughts. But if you don’t do your part, they will never know.

Go now, let yourself get lost in your art, and return with the unique ideas that only you can show the world.