I'm intense and so is my art: bright colors, bold designs, clean lines that energize and add interest to any space. I layer oil paint and cold wax as thick as frosting on a cake. My many years in Africa shows up in my work: no fear, vibrant energy, rhythmic calm.
That's exactly how I feel: Topsy-Turvy
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Hi Reader, I sat with my morning coffee looking forward my day, full to the brim as usual, but hey, ‘I got this!’ Then my daughter called. She had been on the fence for weeks about returning a volleyball rebounder net birthday gift and finally decided. Yes, return it. Whoops! It turns out we're now 2 days beyond the return window, but I don’t give up easily. After spending a good while online, a kind gentleman at Amazon graciously sent me a return label. Great! Now to disassemble the thing, which required a multi-house search to find the special tool required. I felt anxious. Clearly, I was losing control of my beautiful plan for the day. I was clinging to ir for all I was worth. I felt tense. I snapped. I swore (in front of the grandkids!). Then I reached a breaking point. I had to let go. It was getting me nowhere. Give up my plan. Go with the flow. The world would probably continue to turn on its axis. Several hours and a few other interruptions later, I walked away from my friendly UPS store and faced the shambles of my plan for the day. What could I salvage? A friend called in the afternoon. How’s your day? “Topsy-turvy,” I replied. And then I remembered this painting “Topsy-Turvy.” It was exactly how I felt. The visual gave me a handle on the icky feeling. A picture is worth a thousand words. And guess what? There’s fun in topsy-turvy days, too.
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Harriet's Paintings
I'm intense and so is my art: bright colors, bold designs, clean lines that energize and add interest to any space. I layer oil paint and cold wax as thick as frosting on a cake. My many years in Africa shows up in my work: no fear, vibrant energy, rhythmic calm.
Hi Reader, I want to learn a new language, to become fluent in it. I've been dabbling in it for years, speaking with such a heavy accent I'm pretty much unintelligible. Too old to learn it? Hogwash! I've learned languages before, and know how it works. First, your desire has to be greater than the pain and frustration of being totally disoriented, sounding like a toddler, and basically making a fool of yourself. Second, you have to go to the place where it's spoken and interact with real...
Hi Reader, Have you noticed I'm trying some new things lately? I've been taking a course called Creator College, and it's got my creative juices flowing! One thing I'm learning is to share more than just my paintings. I want to share some of the happiness and hope behind them, too. And that got me thinking. What if something you see every day could lift your spirits? A color, a painting, a photograph, or even a simple image can remind us of something good when life feels overwhelming. I call...
Hi Reader, So many art shows to apply to, and each with an application fee. Should I take the risk? I've been pouring my heart and soul into my art business for six years now. No sales at the two shows last weekend. . . What are the chances of getting accepted? I took the risk and submitted two paintings. Waited and wondered. I finally got the news: I'm in! I'm in the 32% of applicants that got in! It's a little encouragement along the way. I no my change is going to come! Corduroy, 21 x 11"...