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Monday, November 29, 2010

honoring a sacrifice

School starts on Thursday. I am enjoying a quiet night; the baby finally quieted down in his crib and the newly decorated tree is all lit up beside me. I have a lot on my mind, despite the stillness of the house. I have been thinking about painting.  My family makes such sacrifices in supporting my efforts to paint. We own a small three bedroom house and all four of our children sleep in one room, so I can have a place to paint. Nan is almost eight and I have been wondering if I shouldn't pack up the studio temporarily (we are going to close our carport in for a new office/studio space in the spring) and let the girls and boys have their own rooms. I have been thinking of what happened the last time I had a show (Feb 2008 in Salt Lake). When the show ended, I didn't paint seriously again for two years. Coming into the Holiday Tour I recalled all the time that went by and tried to identify why I stopped. This is what I came up with: I had a four month old baby and my two other children were 5 and 3. My husband was finishing grad school and later that summer we moved across the country. It always takes me what seems to me to be a longer than normal time to get my bearings straight when I move (mostly socially) and there was no exception when we moved to Louisiana. My oldest child started attending public school and then I was expecting our fourth child. Pregnancy and I do not get a long well, and neither did the children left at home while Nan was away. So I had our fourth child a little over a year ago and when I decided to start school again (on the extremely slow track- one class a quarter, so I can still be at home with my little ones) I think I started to see the light at the end of the creative tunnel. Of course while in that unproductive tunnel I judged myself. I thought that if painting was important enough to me I would make it happen no matter what. Who knew that it was a necessary time for me to be attending to other things? I don't think I need to be afraid of a repeat. I am in a different place in life now than I was three years ago. The studio needs a bitter cleaning, and now that Thanksgiving break is almost over and our wonderful guests are safely in their own home again, I can attend to that. I will not temporarily pack things up, and maybe this will help speed the process of our home addition along. I will honor my family's sacrifice and paint.

Tuesday, November 23, 2010

A Great Success

Thank you to all who made the Holiday Arts Tour here in Ruston such a great success. I had approximately 100 visitors. My sales were tremendous; I sold three paintings and numerous card sets. Thank you Frothy Monkey, thank you generous guests, thank you all who wish you could have come! I look forward to doing the tour again next year, ready to show all new work.


Thursday, November 18, 2010

25 hours

Just one last push to get everything ready for the Holiday Arts Tour. I am so very excited to have fourteen new pieces to show. The last thing I need to do is hang all the work at the Frothy Monkey this afternoon and finish the card sets. I will have 100 of those for sale, so if any one out there wants one, they should let me know. Seven cards with matching envelopes come in a beautiful box (choice of red, craft or white) and each card showcases a different image of my most recent body of work. They are $16 each.

Thursday, November 11, 2010

the boot

Getting ready for the Holiday Arts tour. I had an interview with a reporter form the Ruston Daily Leader this afternoon. She asked all sorts of questions about my art that I hope I ended up having an intelligent answer for. Here is one of my latest paintings:

boot
oil on masonite
8"x 8"

Friday, November 5, 2010

Condie's backyard


This is a little sketch of my friend's backyard. I have become increasingly aware of how loose and gestural my landscapes are turning out. Compared to my recent still life studies, these landscapes are almost abstract. There is a certain personal value in working both ways. Here is a still life I finished earlier this week: