“You must have a room, or a certain hour or so a day, where you don’t know what was in the newspapers this morning, you don’t know who your friends are, you don’t know what you owe anybody, you don’t know what anybody owes you. This is a place where you can simply experience and bring forth, what you are and what you might be. This is the place of creative incubation….” — Joseph Campbell
Ecuador – Every so often someone offers a mirror, and we see ourselves through another’s eyes. That happened this week via Dennis Koenig aka Balsamean’s blog. Thank you again, Dennis, for an exceptionally-written ‘About the Artist’ review; I remain humbled.
Here’s his post
“Is that ME he’s talking about?”
His kind words inspired me to finish organizing words and images on an incubating website that showcases my art.
‘There was an ole artist who lived in a canoe… she had so many paintings, she didn’t know what to do!’ Pencil, Museum Studies, Flora, Fauna, Whimsical, Contemporary, Hand-painted Floors – it will take a while to lasso the offspring and tweak their placement in this eclectic family tree of art!
The ‘Portfolio’ site starts HERE: SKETCHBOOK NOTES
This week’s art is still growing, but a new member of the family tree is ready for a pre-party viewing. Meet “Abuelito” Grandfather Ceibo:
You’re invited to go on a cyber birding tour in the wetlands; be sure your mud boots are handy. We’ll be leaving soon in a magic canoe!
Let me know if you’d like to be picked up in the magic canoe! Z