Friday, October 23, 2020
First top left: “Surrounded by a mechanistic world designed by the rational, no wonder it’s so hard to stay in the irrational–when joy and art are born.” These are the words on the top right corner of my post-impressionist painting.Years ago, when I painted this, I thought I was inventing something that was good, but my teacher said I wrecked this painting by putting words on it.
Second to top left: Gather round at my table. Let’s have a conversation. I used to paint pictures of tables; now I sit around them to help save the world.
Third top left: Most of my paintings are oils but this is acrylic. I loved being a painter and the respites it gave me from the troubles of the world. I don’t do it anymore. You have to be quiet to paint and I am too noisy now.
Fourth top right: A long time ago, I took an Easter weekend workshop painting from the soul. We were invading some country at the time, so there are planes dropping bombs around my smoking bunny.
PS Here’s Suzanne’s Story, my biographical piece that covers my time as a painter, written in 2014 as a chapter in a book someone was going to put out to inspire young girls.