Add a Little ColorMonday, December 29, 2008
Add a Little ColorSaturday, December 27, 2008
Sunday, December 21, 2008
Journals, Journals, Journals
"Live Your Best Life"
"Bengali's Dream"I've been on a crazy journal kick lately. Here are four that I did this past week. I hope in the next week to switch over to doing some oil paintings. I bought a bunch of water soluable oil paints on Friday. I know, I know...oil and water don't mix. My father says the concept sounds like to much of an oxymoron. I understand, but I love the way oil paints look and give such a rich, vibrant, realistic feel on canvas but I just can't get down with all that turpentine. The vapors and threat of respiratory illness later in life from using all that stuff really does kill the joy of painting for me, plus getting that stuff off your hands is murder. Anyway, I am going to try these out and see what happens. Of course, I'll give you an update.
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Travel Memories

It's been a minute. I just got back from New Orleans. Here is a journal entry I did about a week ago before I left. I used a picture I took while I was in China back in 2001. I will be posting some of the interesting pictures I took while I was down in Lousisiana. I have plans to make a mixed media painting inspired by my travels. More on that later.
Thursday, November 27, 2008
My favorite things
When I was a little girl, I used to love to paint. I would scribble, draw, doodle, fingerpaint...you name it. I remember when I was in the first grade, my teacher Ms. Hill gave my drawing of a girl's face not one but two gold stars. I admired those stars the whole week as my painting hung up on the blackboard. But quickly things changed and the desire to "fit in and be normal" kicks in. It wasn't long before I wanted to trade in my Pink Converse with the crazy striped socks for Nikes, because that's what the "cool" kids wore. Artists were eccentric, crazy and "weird" and all I wanted to do was fit in.
Time marched on and I did my best to do the mainstream thing. But it just never felt right. Why? Because I was eccentric...slightly crazy... and most times "weird". Who was I fooling, I am an artist at heart.
On this Thanksgiving day, I am thankful that the Universe had the good sense to deliver me to a father who shares my passion for creating. I remember once when I was about 8 years old, he had me pose in front a giant sheet of paper taped to his studio wall admist hot lights so that he could trace the contours of my profile. He was eccentric...slightly crazy and sometimes weird. Thank God. So when the time came for me to break out my Gesso, acrylics and raggedy paint brushes again, I received full support. I was born to him for a reason, it is clear. Where this road I am going down leads is anybody's guess. But I love what I am doing right now...that is for sure.
Before I go have some turkey (gobble, gobble), I would like to share this YouTube video of the beginning of a documentary about the 1000 Journals Project. I haven't seent the film yet, but you know I'll give a review when I do! I think this opening is particularly cool. Check it out over there on the right hand side of this screen.
Happy Thanksgiving!
Monday, November 24, 2008


I don't know what I am doing with this painting. There are so many paintings that I have started and stopped and put in a closet some where. In the top one I decided to put an angel and then decided I didn't like it so I covered it over with some molding paste. I'll keep you updated on this one. UPDATE: This painting has been scrapped and runs the risk of being painted right over.








