This week I present to you one of the most bizarre and addictive podcasts to date.  I have binge-listened to the first dozen episodes of Welcome to Night Vale with the conflicting sense of, ‘Why am I...

Thoreau noted that, ‘the language of friendship is not words, but meanings’. This is a frustrating quote for me to think about, as I am not a great friend in many ways: I don’t remember...

The impetus for my creative burst over the past year was a desire to paint abstract acrylics. Today I feel like there has been progress made to this end. Through this journey, I have learned a lot, created a...

My art adventure began in January of this year, and started simply enough.  I wanted to create abstract pieces and have fun. I veered slightly after going to the Athens Arts Fest in May.  A.D. had participated...

This morning started in contemplation and reflection.  I have not been writing or doing any self-care activities with significant frequency, having just fits and starts with my activities.  In the midst of...

This week’s choice on Journal 52 was between ‘lunacy’ and ‘full moon’.    I chose lunacy. That’s not a sentence you write on the daily. Anywho, I looked through the other...

I started this post for my Doodle Flower on April 2.  It is now April 16.  Clearly, something is awry.  The day I did the artwork for this post, I felt uninspired and blah.  But this little bit got me going...

This week’s lesson in the Love Art Happy Life was on Gustav Klimt and the task was to do a Klimt-inspired piece as homework.  I continue to recommend this e-course as it is helping me think about art...