This is from a couple of years ago. It's the Milwaukee Museum of Art. I was there again yesterday and didn't have my camera, but watched from the inside this time.The shadow play was magical. I have several pix on my phone, but of course I don't know how to get them out.

I'd like to spend more time in this space.

My Jim piece

This is a part of a piece I did about my brother for a show titled "Remembrance" a few years ago. It has been packed in a brown paper shopping bag since the show came down. The piece exposes times when we shared our hopes, our ordinary lives our and despairs during the brief time we lived together in the sixties. We were in our early 20's and both trying to figure out who we were and where we were going. He got it and I am still trying to figure it out. He died 19 years ago. I still miss him, but I cherish our time together.

I'm glad I pulled it out of the brown shopping bag that it was stored in and put it up in my studio.

Sometimes it's just nice to have favorite things near. This feeds my memories.

Sold and sad

VIEW FROM THE DOCK

Floating
through time
as a dream
blue air,
yellow breeze
caress
the soul
within me

Here we are as the arts fest begins...











We decided to see how our work would be received by being in an art fair. Holy crap! What a lot of work!


















This is the first and last art fair I will ever be in. The packing, catalogueing, pricing, loading, un-loading, packing, un-packing, getting up at 5:30 AM, toting & hauling, loading, un-loading, hauling again, hanging again, loading again, un-loading again, ....exhausting! How do these artist do this for a living??? I have a whole new, and HUGE, respect for them!













I should tell you that my work is the smaller pieces (the encaustics) and my friend's pieces are the larger ones(cold wax paintings). We both had some nice sales and we met some lovely artists, so it wasn't a total bummer, but our bodies are suffering from all the physical labor!

So next time at an art fair, buy at least one thing and always compliment the artists. NEVER say "My three year old could do that" !

Good-bye beautiful lady

My dearest Aunt Dode died tonight.
God speed to a beautiful lady and inspiring spirit.
I am blessed to have had her in my life.

Must read..all of you!

Tonight was my book club (a wonderful thing and I highly recommend this for you all!). The book we read this month was , "Half the Sky" by Kristof & WuDunn. This is an excruciating book because it tells, graphically, the stories of so many young women who have been victimized by their culture. But is also tells of the survival of so many of these women. I was not able to go any farther than page 87. It was just too painful and disturbing, but my book club women helped me to see the positive from this book.
So, read it and do what you can to change someone's life.

Recently remembered...

I was reminded of this little poem/prayer that my brother Jim wrote several years ago. I'm sure he wouldn't mind sharing it with you...

"Oh God
please hear me
as I rise and pray
protect me from the men
who wear suitcoats all day"
Jim Parker