Artist

If I were not such an artist I guess I would not be obsessed and so selfish about my time creating my artwork. Its so hard being being a parent, and living in an urban area and having this deep
emotional drive to create...........quietly...................and uninterrupted, but such is life right?
I have been focusing on my life the way it is and using a "course in miracles" to get me through it.
I have been able to lighten my negitivity alittle bit, but spirts come and go as I tend to be pulled here and there; unable to meet some important dead lines. However, Its all good. Tis the only way I can think about it. It is all I have right now. Thats it.

Im going to create some OIL DRUM art for a competition in Hartford. first prize is $4,000. Then this show will be juried by Bradley Airport officials and they will pick out a piece to buy and put in their permant collection, so who knows. Sounds like fun too.

I came back from Tennessee yesterday for the Thanksgiving holiday. My sister had a hysterectomy, and is doing good. My parents are older; in their seventies. My Mom teaches
line dancing and my dad golfs. We fished oneday and caught 11 bluegill! Mostly watched movies and played cards though. Shopping was horendious!!! People are sooooooo.........
well, I wont go into it. Tired now.
K