The show Warming Up to Spring closes tomorrow. This image seems to be the stand-out, selling in three of the four sizes. Is it your favorite? If not, please tell me in the comments which one is.
The show Warming Up to Spring closes tomorrow. This image seems to be the stand-out, selling in three of the four sizes. Is it your favorite? If not, please tell me in the comments which one is.
While making a long journey, we concentrate on the steps needed along the way, careful to keep our footing. It often isn’t until we reach our destination and raise our view that we can appreciate the surprising distances we travelled.
These last few days in the studio before leaving for a show are always my favorites, especially when it’s the first show of the season. This is the first time I get to physically see the artwork all together, when it’s finally realized, and not just how I’ve been picturing it in my mind for months.
I began planning this series and making work for this moment last October. Because of the all the steps needed and the drying time (especially of the largest pieces), I work with images that I won’t see trimmed and framed for months. Not to mention that the source photograph was likely taken at least a full year before that. That is a long time to wait!

There is a fleeting moment when I have arrived at the destination I have been traveling towards all winter, when I can bask in the accomplishment of the journey for a few days. After these sweet moments of reflection, I lower my head and begin to push toward the next destination. Away we go again!
This year I have figured out a way to share the view from here! (but the view is fleeting, only until February 28th, details)
Today I am taking a day away from the studio to select artists for Art in the Park in Columbia, MO. Mostly a regional show, I am excited to see what my fellow Missouri artists have to offer. I will also get in a bonus visit at one of my favorite galleries, the Perlow-Stevens Gallery. A great day in the making for sure.
(And my drive to and from Columbia today, 250 miles round trip, will be a little warm up for our drive to Florida next week.)
This and other pieces like it can be found right now in the “Currently available” tab at the top of the website.
For many years our first shows of the season have been in Florida. With the copious amounts of sunshine, the beaches, the warmth, who could resist it this time of year? And because we do love all of those things – and we do love the patrons and friends we have made there over the years, our annual pilgrimage is still on. But why should the warm, tanned people of Florida always get the first look at the new work coming out of the studio after my winter’s creative bout?
How about those of you still in ear muffs and longjohns? Why must you wait until the sun gets high enough to warm your northern climes to claim some of the soothing golden prairie as your own?
So on the appointed day please pour yourself a glass of wine and enjoy the show! Let me know asap which one I can mark sold for you because on February 28th it will be packed up and on it’s way to Florida!
Friday, February 17 – Tuesday, February 28
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My valentine and I are busy in the studio getting ready to begin our show season. Two weeks until we leave for Florida, but who’s counting?
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As if trying to prepare us for re-entry into the US, our last week in Mexico is always more harried than the preceding weeks. There were many people to have one last visit with, and, all the activities that we had intended to get to that were also shoved into the final days. It was absolutely magical, and I only regret that I don’t have pictures of all of it to share with you. A selection of activities from our last four days:
What did you do last weekend?
I have been thinking about the poets a lot this last week. Having never known an ex-pat community anywhere else, I don’t know if this is unusual or the nature of those prone to leave the US. Perhaps poets are just naturally drawn to the magical town of Guanajuato. Or perhaps it is something about studying and living amongst another language. I know that Kyle and I have been speaking in a type of shorthand, both in English and in Spanish. When I am uncertain of the pronouns and all the little connector words, it seems that ideas get distilled down to the most basic elements. So much so that all of the complex ideas I had about life here in Guanajuato spilled out of my head in four simple lines this morning.
silently yield to one another.
move slightly to make passage.
patient in the steps.
there is room for everyone.
What do you think? Have you lived as an ex-pat?
This time next week we will be back in KC. So this week’s pick is a not a piece of completed artwork but the beautiful plaza that is right outside our door. This is one of the rare moments it is not filled with school children on recess.
My languages are so jumbled up right now all I have no words to offer, but please enjoy the piece of the week.
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Besides being late with another blog post, and having my languages so jumbled I can barely speak or write in english or spanish, I am also having a hard time photographing in this city. I had the same difficulty last year and perhaps that is what has drawn me back.
Yesterday Kyle was feeling a bit under the weather, so I took a short walk to get him some pozole verde (the sure cure for whatever ails you). The best source of this miracle is a restaurant, Tapatio, approximately 400 yards from our apartment. I can’t adequately describe to you how much life there is between here and there. Imagine within the length of four football fields is the symphony hall, 3 basilicas, 1 major state university, 1 garden, 1 plaza, a dozen street vendors, 100’s of homes, dozens of restaurants, and smells of both open sewage and fresh tortillas. Now line all of these items up and paint them each a unique bright color and insert 100’s of people making sounds that you are trying desperately to understand. This is just a simple errand to pick up a cup of soup.
This city is in every way the antithesis of my artwork. The close proximity of everything and everyone, the brilliant colors stacked one upon the other, the cacophony of sound and smell has my brain on overdrive. And while the research on sensory processing by my good friend Dr Winnie Dunn has allowed me to understand intellectually why my brain is short circuiting I still find it disconcerting that I can’t “see” this city.
So yesterday as I was leaving for my walk, I gave myself an exercise to focus my eyes. What I am unable to do in this bombardment of stimuli is to focus, so by giving myself strict boundaries, I could begin to see. Using only my Iphone camera (so I would not get caught in technicalities) I would photograph anything yellow that I encountered. Things became more clear (and Kyle got rather hungry)!
What tricks have you learned to help you “see”?
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