Sixty-something woman shares ruminations as she plys the latter third of her life with the caveat that age entitles her to be absolutely outrageous whenever possible.
Saturday, September 13, 2014
I am thinking of starting an artist's only suicide hot line. Encouraging messages, like paint over it stupid, or throw it on the floor and walk on it for a while. Remember Pollack, Matisse, Kandinsky. Picasso! Look at art online. Go for a walk. And best of all, just keep swimming. Stay in action. Here is a little bit of action I have been working on for the last few days, or daze, a layer at a time. Cannot get away from the chaos of it all. I noticed at Art for Life that my lioness arrested folks. They looked, then they looked again. I think that is the secret of selling art. Make something that is hard to look away from. This piece is that, if you can get over your first glance.