My Paintings

I've decided to put my paintings on this blog. I want to see how they look in the order I paint them. On a website I am tempted to keep the paintings that have already sold. Trophies I guess. I think nostalgia has always been very bad for me.

I've been slapped in the face a number of times recently, by the realization that after a certain age, being happy & silly or feeling passionate about anything, the way I always have makes me an object of ridicule. I don't think my friends mind, but man, the rest of the world treats me like a pinball. I don't want to see myself from the outside. I'm in here.

The paintings are coming soon.

Sunny Saturday

It's so beautiful out today and I have that horrible 'locked in the house until I get my work done' feeling. Watching all the things I'd like to do go by. I can't drive anyway with no car insurance. The dastardly bastards at the insurance company unceremoniously suspend service if you don't make their silly little payments! What kind of dogs would resort to that kind of gutter mentality? Just as well, I don't have an inspection sticker anyway…

I'm making pottery for stores to tide me over until people stop being scared and buy paintings again. Feels like a long side trip. Better than a stick in the eye. I'm going to put it on my web site this week.

There are baby hummingbirds at the feeder. They're fat and fluffy. Almost as big as the adults. It doesn't seem possible, —like picking up a tiny kitten and it's too light to be real.