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Just Keep Swimming

It’s day three of 2014 and I am a Resolution Dynamo.  I’ve painted, cleaned, filed, exercised, and eaten like a champ.  But it’s only day three.  What happens when I get tired or lazy?  What will become of my resolutions when I lose motivation, or fear sets in? Will I have enough willpower to keep me afloat? The ‘diving in’ part is easy, now I’ve just got to keep swimming.

“Just Keep Swimming”–Colored Pencil


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Go Fish

It’s a brand new year, and the best of intentions are dancing around in my head, just waiting for the opportunity to be cast aside in my rather large ‘resolution graveyard’.   Every year, I come up with grand resolutions that just never get resolved.  Two Thousand Thirteen was supposed to be the year for my inner artist to step forward.  And while I did take two small steps in the right direction, fear intervened, and I stalled out. 

In life, you can play the safe hand you’re dealt.  If you don’t like your cards, or you don’t have what you need, sometimes, you have to reach into that pile in the middle of the table and grab the unknown.  Go Fish.  You might pull out a bum card, or you might pull out a treasure, but if you don’t take a chance, you will stay exactly where you are today–stalled out.  I dream of selling my art to benefit the amazing turtle rehabilitation facilities here in Florida.  That is this year’s goal.  And as scary as it is for me, I am going to reach into that great big pile of unknown and take a chance.  If I don’t, I will be sitting here writing this exact same post in January of 2015.  I am moving forward and taking a risk.  I am going to Go Fish.  

“Go Fish”–Colored Pencil


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I am currently dealing with a monster in my studio.  Built over the past several years through carefully crafted procrastination, this four-drawer Frankenstein is more commonly referred to as a ‘filing cabinet’.  Stuffed full of unnecessary documents and bulging in protest, he is pressing against the closet doors that have kept him hidden from the rest of the world.  It is crucial that I reign him back in before he bursts out of his prison and literally explodes all over my art studio.  I created him, so armed with only a paper shredder, I must destroy him.  And so begins the first of my New Year’s Resolutions.  If you don’t hear from me soon, you will know that I have been defeated, and the monster has won.  I’m off to the battlefield!

“Buried” –from my sketchbook– pen and watercolor


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