Doing Battle With Those Old White Ghosts

I did this before the 2012 election.  I was so concerned that this country not elect some crazy person or some corporation.  

I never believed that this country would elect a black man.  We did, and we did it again.  But, we have given him such a hard time.  For President Obama living every day must be like getting into a boxing ring with ghosts.

If I could frame chaos

If I could frame chaos and hang it on the wall, every thing will be all right.
This is why, if I can help it, I will never stop making art.
This is why art is important. 
Painting this delivered me from the chaos I was in for the period of time I could
snatch away to work on it.  I hope that looking at this piece can do the same for
someone else.  Or help someone understand the chaos they are in.  Or help someone
understand what chaos can look like.

My Heart is telling Afib

I just moved in with my mother in law.  She is having health issues.  This is the first painting I did after arriving.  This poem goes along with the piece.

My heart is telling afib
the bottom is lying to the top
It makes me feel awful
My heart has pounded
My heart has ached
My heart has been broken
But my heart has never lied to me
They call it Afib
But it feels like
a lie

My Heart Tells Afib

Home Show

A friend of mine talked me into having a home art show.  I did and it was good.  It was a real high having people come over to look at my work.  Talk about my work.  Enjoy and buy my work.  That day was hard to come down from.  I want more days like that. 

These are some photos of some of the work I had on display that day. 

 Living with art is living a notch above the every day we put ourselves into.  This world is not really an every day place.  Reminding ourselves of that is something art can do.

I am teaching myself relief sculpture.  The Critic is my first real effort.  It was a class effort in that I had lots of critics looking on and offering advice.  I look at a piece like this and think, this could become a family heirloom.  It has that look and feel of something that has been there for a long time and will continue, thru generations, to be there, looking on.

I'm back.

  Three years.
  How have I developed.
  Mastering the random.
  Learning the layering.
  Understanding that the work I do represents how my mind works.
  Being married to a systems engineer I see how I don't think.  I don't connect all the dots.  I can look   at all the dots and try and put them together in a balanced way.

  Art is how I make sense of this life. 

Realizing what I want for someone who is looking at my work.
 What I want for someone who is looking at my work is for that someone to go places.
  Places not always defined by me.

I am working in clay again. Ecstatic is the adjective I use to describe how that makes me feel.
Still finding my way around, relearning technique, realizing where I want to go with the medium.
I am spending a lot of time at Virginia Beach M.O.C.A  It is a wonderful place to work.  The space itself is fantastic.  The people, very willing to share ideas, techniques, and observations.

I will be posting some new work very soon.