Tuesday, March 31, 2009

Arts Alive















This past weekend I was a vendor at Art's Alive in Jackson, MS at downtown Smith Park. The weather was nice, a bit cold but sunny. I sold several of my custom Jewelery Frames which was fantastic! (sidenote*-I dabble in a little of everything when it deals with art!) The only downfall was I had a very annoying much older man hitting on me the entire time I was trying to get my business hustle on. Instead of him helping his elderly mom sell her quilts he was constantly buzzzing like a fly in my dang ear! Sheeshhhhhh... This man was old enough to be my father and maybe grandfather too. My mom and aunt thought it was hilarious. He should have been trying to get their number instead of mine! But overall it was a great day filled with great booths, great entertainment and great food.

Friday, March 6, 2009


While cleaning out my studio and I ran across a piece that I did back in 2003. I can't remember what my inspiration at that time was for this particular piece however I do know how this piece makes me feel right now. Struggle and Strength. Everyday I struggle. I struggle with my child, my sister, my mom, my dad, my inner self, my job, my love, and the negativity that may surround me and things that I have no control over. Struggling is something that as I child growing up I was shielded from but knew all about. You see I was raised in a single parent home with a mother who struggled to survive but the strength of many men. She did this without my father's help to lift the burdens off her shoulders day after day. But not once did I ever see her cry or her anguish because she couldn't or didn't know how or when she would be able to get money to pay a bill or put food on the table. But the bills were paid and we were never hungry. You see my mother is a survivor. She shielded us from the struggles of her providing us with the everyday needs and wants. And everyday she did this with a smile on her face regardless of how heavy her heart was. As I got older and could see past the shield I realized how much my mother has struggled and sacrificed her needs and wants to provide me with a wonderful life. You she my mother is a Warrior. The word Love doesn't even carry enough meaning behind it to express how I feel about my mother. I just pray that I can grow to be the warrior that is She...


Okay enough of the reminiscing...


And back to the painting at hand. Each and every time I look at that picture it reminds me of Struggle, Strength, Love, Courage, Loyalty, and my Mommy. And now that I am raising a child of my own I pray that I have the type of strength that my mother had while raising me to endure whatever comes flying my way.




With that in mind this piece is entitled: * All Praise Up High*


watercolor 22 x28





I must admit I have been slacking with my Strokes lately but I am back on it. A friend of mine commissioned me for a painting of what she called "anything" it didn't matter what it looked like as long as it had my creative flare on it.



So introducing my newest STROKE entitled:

Pebble Downward Upward Slide

size:30 x 40






*close up different lighting