To match the pillows

I created this painting on a coffee table that we found at a garage sale. She had a lovely porch deep enough for party's we need a table where we could put our wine glasses of course.

Back In The Day

This is some of my art from high school. Teenage Storys

Framed Red Peppers
Red Hot another angle of the peppers


The story began when I wasn't much older than 8 years old, my grandfather liked to paint. I would go over to his house on the weekends. One night he asked me did I want to help him paint? I jumped up in his lap while he painted the centerfolds of the playboy magazines he had collected. I had a paintbrush an began mixing paint creating colors and helping him just like he taught. I was often time embarrassed when my childhood friends would come over to his house to play. It was kinda weird how he had the pictures he painted in his on the living room walls. But each time I since my friends felt uncomfortable I would tell'em I helped create a few of them. My Grandfather encouraged me from that day forward to Paint whatever I felt passionate about. My grandpa kept that painting on his wall we both painted together that night for years and years. (I guess until my grandma got sick of looking at it) There isn't a day I pick up a paintbrush I don't think of him....Thank you Grandpa Exhausted Energy

May 23rd Paseo Arts Festival

I met up with my dear friend Carolina Elizabeth this weekend where she was showing her amazing hand painted oil jewelery. We had a wonderful time laughing as always and exploring the diverse Art in Oklahoma inspired by a few....like Laura Nugent

Beverly Hills California

As I said in the last blog, The Los Angeles times interview generating more jobs. I was called upon a family who's daughter had asthma. All her toy's had to be removed from her room. So the mother wanted to do something special for her. I created a secret garden. I was finished this unique project in nearly three weeks. A sunny yellow water line at the top of the room. Paying close eye to detail to even the plug ins at the base of the wall.

Los Angeles Family Shelter

I am a firm believer in Karma. What goes around comes around. In 1998 I sold EVERYTHING I owned. I was living in a small apartment with a dream and the ambition to get there. I packed up shop in a duffel bag and road from Norman Oklahoma to Los Angeles on a Greyhound bus. Spent time in the bus station a night or so I didn't say sleep cause I am unsure I did any sleeping. Began walking the street homeless and no where to go. Hungry and agree at myself. I stumbled upon an emergency shelter in North Hollywood. I was there for a little over three month it came to mind to give back for the center for the three meals a day, a bed to lay in, Shower to bath in and a washing machine to do laundry. So given the gift I was born to give. I donated my time and energy to a 19x15 foot mural going up the stair case in the preschool childrens library. I was featured in the Los Angeles Times July 28, 1998 after the mural was complete. This generated more jobs for me a promising outlet to my dead end.

I often time imagine & still what to give more. I would give again. If you can imagine or donate in anyway contact www.lft.org maybe your in the area stop in an paint a mural for me........I was blessed.

Alice And Wonder Land

I am unsure if anyone else feels like this after a long day. This is something I drew up just to relax an unwind the other night before bed. Nothing special just some water color pencils and ink looks something like a comic book or tattoo...

Many colors

Introducing Otis McGee this is our lovable family dog. When Otis was a pup we nearly lost him to parvo. I visited him every day at the vet. He came home two long weeks later. This isn't your average dog. He goes every where with us and lays in bed with us each night. He is our lil boy.

sparrow

this is a song by Lizz Wright just came to mind when I was painting this lovely 8X10 watercolor Wake up, wake up Little sparrow Don't make your home Out in the snow Don't make your home Out in the snow Little bird, Don't you know Your friends flew south Many months ago You´re just a babe You cannot fly Your wings won't spread Up against the sky
There is another reason I wanted to paint this My little Sister, She adores birds, I personally love fish was brought to our attention by my husband "birds eat fish" Never the less I just wish she would spread her wings and fly

5X5

I am enjoying my art!!! (OWNERSHIP)MY dearest friend in the whole wide world has invited me to enter the route 66 art show. While searching for more paints for my latest project(old paints are so old they are rotten) I amaze myself I haven't picked up a paint brush in a year. I ran across another art show 5x5 on May 5 a very publicized social event (for your prissy wine drinkers and a cigarette on the end of a very long filter)
kind of event.
I just want my name out there I am daring myself and Keep telling myself I can make a painting a month ideally I'd like to make a painting a day and sell it on ebay. I should write songs too. I really enjoy this all over again. My inspiration is Carolina and i am my daughters inspiration it's full circle and very therapeutic now I have to bring myself to purchase more canvas since I have new paints... excuses excuses.... with a smile & a grin

WHAT IF

LOL I would love to see some of my art work in a gallery someday but I think we are recognized once we die....Hopefully not

who choses to really be here

I was having a conversation with some girls ranging from 56 to 20 in age. All of us sitting around the table. Obviously we all had something in common we work together as waitress serving people weather their happy or miserable just for the gratification of there tips no matter great or small based on the level of needs we met for that brief meal.

After work we begin talking about our mothers, The older women said, "My mother made me feel like her slave she never cooked or cleaned. She would say, "What do you think I brought you in this world for anyways?" Nearly all of us spoke up and had heard that very same phrase come out of our mothers mouth because we all spoke up interrupting her. I recall my mothers greedy words were always, "I brought you into this world I can take you out of it" Hearing those words still make me tense up with anger. Another mother, my same age sitting there says oh no! oh no! HONEY she says I tell my children, "I brought you in this world and I will make as many sacrifices as I have to to make you happy" It was my choice to have you. I made this sometimes foolish mistake. I didn't want to get into deep so I got up from the table an told the girls to have a wonderful day I was outty.

But with that last statement it was a lasting. Was it then revealed, That the generation gap has be filled in for me.. I want nothing more than to give to my children the love and openness that I didn't have. My husband gets on to me all the time Meg he says she is eight. (reminding me as if I don't remember) but I want this bond with her I didn't have with my mother.