Wednesday, October 8, 2008

Growth of a Personal Nature



I have suffered from panic disorder all of my life. However, as I have gotten older, the panic attacks have all but subsided. I believe a part of that is because as I have grown, I have learned to trust myself more. I did this painting, and never really gave it much thought, until it was finished, and then I saw my story embedded in the painting. I was surprised, to say the least.

Subconcious painting. Now that is a new one on me!!

I have 2 large shows this weekend. I am a bit frazzled, but excited too! I look forward to the atmosphere. The people. The corny music they always play at these shows. The greasy food. I am excited.

I have a lot of ideas for new paintings. I only have one more show this year, and I am happy about having more time to paint!! Hopefully, I will get a lot done this winter, and be ready for a new spring and all that it brings.

Friday, October 3, 2008

Victorias Gift





This is Victorias gift to me. Let me tell you about Victoria. I met Victoria when she came over to look at art. I love it when it happens that way. You meet someone, and it just clicks, it just works. That is how it happened for us. It just worked. She is like a book. As you turn from chapter to chapter you learn more and more about who and why and where she is.

I had no idea that Victoria was so creative and talented. Yes, I knew that she was an avid art collector, and her taste was sublime!! (yes, I have been to her home, and wanted to bring all her art home with me!) I knew that Victoria understood art in a way that most people don't. But I never knew she was an artist herself.

This gift... Victorias Gift... is a culmination of several of my paintings. It shows the relationship between my mother and I. Her use of symbolism brings out the jealousy in me! She is so very very talented. I have never in my life had anyone ever do anything so meaningful and thoughtful for me as she has. I was awed and totally blown away when I opened the box and this gift was looking back at me. I cried. She became emotional. We hugged.

Victorias gift. Was it the beautiful artwork she made for me? Or was it Victoria? I think my gift from Victoria is Victoria.

Thankyou Victoria, for being who you are... and for being who you are with me.