To PDA or not to PDA?

This was another picture from my opening. I like the vibrance of the colors in this one. The photo is transposed on the canvas. I took the photo.

So bloggers, you all did quite well on the most embarrassing restaurant question so here is another for you.

What are your opinions on Public displays of affection? The reason I ask is because I witnessed a rather lewd act about a week ago. I thought it was a bit much. Ummmm and I turned away really quickly? lol. Give Me your thoughts and maybe a funny personal experience as well.

Evenflow

"C" Newest abstract 42x36 acrylic on Gallery wraped Canvas

Standing amidst the scorching sun one tends to get burned. Frigid waters abound in unfamiliar territory. Ideas thrown to the wind may as well not exist. Calm resolute stands between invention and chaos. To be content is to be unfulfilled.

All of these ideas are paradoxes in and of themselves. What are your thoughts and Ideas. Its Q&A time here in Blog land. Ask and it shall be answered!
Question 1. Most embarrassing restaurant moment?

He's small but mighty!

You can see the colors more vividly in this one!

I love this painting!

This painting is one of my most powerful pieces. I gave it to a friend of mine. I am pleased it is where I can see it from time to time. There was significance behind this piece. Tell me your thoughts?

To make up or mot to make up: That is really the question!

OK all you blogger gals out there I have a question for you. make up versus "Au Natural"? over the course of the last few days I have made a very curious observation of myself. I prefer women without makeup. Now I know that the makeup business is a multi billion dollar industry, but I have seen a few examples over doing it. How much is too much? C,Mon ladies lets hear your thoughts!

This painting means the world to me. I wish you could see it in its reality. It's textured and alive in its' being. Its' name is "Atonement" It hangs in the living room of a dear friend of mine. I owe my Art life to her , and I hope this is adequate payment! What do you see? My interpretation will follow.

OK so I admit it! I am a blog-aholic. The first step is to admit it I suppose. The accompanying image is a postcard invitation produced to promote my first "opening". The second photo was taken on my opening night. It is a few friends in front of what they called "The painting". I have to say it was one of the most gratifying evenings outside the birth of my son. I am the first to admit that I am not a talented artist. As a matter of fact, I feel I have a lifetime of learning to do in this area

I have a friend in Dallas Texas that I have known my whole life. She is the type of woman that people gravitate to. Her personality has never changed. She is a freelance media technician. Her profession carries her all over the states, and beyond. She was in town around Christmas and invited me to a Xmas party. It was at that party that my friend introduced me to another young lady that was plugged into the art scene here in town. Voila!

The night of my opening was magical. I sold many pieces that evening. I had not expected to sell even one! I continue to get calls pretty regularly. Slowly but surely my inventory of paintings 25 in total has dwindled. So its almost time to get back to the canvas. I always get excited when it comes to painting. I plan on doing a step by step blog piece on the creation of a new work of art. Lets have fun!

More Photography

Simplicity is sometimes the greatest subject matter there is. This was a very difficult shot to set up lighting wise. I just adore the end result. This is one of my favorite photographs.

Imagery can mean so many different things to individuals. To me this signified my reluctance to open the shades to a new beginning. Notice how bright the light shines from behind. It calls to be seen. It remains shut out.

What does it mean to you? Tell me I would love to know.

My lil Tree Hugger

This is my lil Tree Hugger. Isn't he gorgeous? No doubt he inherited this from his dashingly handsome father! lol J/K. At 7 years of age he could not make me more proud. He received recognition by earning his place on the A-A/B honor roll every 6 weeks period this year! Way to go son! He was diagnosed with PDD (pervasive developmental disorder) when he was 4. PDD is a form of autism. He has proven his physician wrong and risen to the challenges of elementary school.

His First year was spent in Special Education courses. This year he was completely on his own. Boy did he hit a home run! His intelligence is amazing. Rather than pine for the latest "it" toys, he prefers to scour the net in search of children's sites associated with meteorology. Every night at 9 o'clock sharp he announces the days weather with the local forecasters.

He knows all about hurricanes, Tornadoes, and the like. I actually watched him log into the NOAA (National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration) one afternoon. I was amazed as he looked through graphs, charts, and weather simulators. I didn't even know the site existed. It is not designed for kiddo's as you might be wondering. Yet, he navigated through it as though he himself was a meteorologist. As you can probably guess he wants to be a meteorologist when he grows up.

As for his political affiliation? He is as yet undecided between Barack Obama, and Thomas the Tank Engine! I might need to give him a year or so on that one!

Is Photography Art?

This was a question posed out there in blog-land. I certainly think it is. I set this shot up in protest to our current gas situation. So you tell me?

Fruitful castings aside for now

Here is another piece from my last opening. Its' tilted "despair". I was asked many questions about this particular piece that night. The most common was "Were you depressed?" I have to admit I was chuckling inside. I will give all of you a little insight into my painting style. My Sister knows this of me. When I feel like creating a piece I start and I do not stop until I am done. I Don't take days, weeks, or months to create a final piece. For me I just do it and it usually comes out fast and furious. One of my favorite artists worked in this exact manner. His name was Jean Michel Basquiat.

I have had friends that wanted to actually watch me paint. I welcomed it. (they were all female so it was pretty cool) Oh and i never paint with brushes. I use credit cards, sponges, and screwdrivers. This piece is a touching one to me and changed many times over the course of painting it. I thought the final outcome was good. I am my own toughest critic. But boy do I love to paint.

I had fun doing this one

Ok, at the behest of a fellow blogger I will be posting more of my work. This

piece is titled "Honesty" It is a 36x36 Gallery wrapped canvas & acrylic. It was sold at my last opening on February 20th. I really enjoyed doing this one. It was a departure from my usual color schemes. If you look closely you can see a blue heart towards the top middle portion.

I would love your input out there in blog land!

Tag I am It!

Dammit! I got tagged from my sis Chatti Patti! I'm only doing it because I love her!
What was I doing 10 years ago?
I was battling a very rare form of intestinal cancer called Leiomyosarcoma; I was in and out of a few major surgeries. I was happily married. I was completely bald from chemotherapy at one point. I was alive!

Five snacks I enjoy:
Snickers bars. Fire hot Cheetos. Beef Jerky. Sour worms. Caramel Macchiato from Starbucks.

Five things on my to-do list today:
Go to hospital to stay with mom. Finish patio for my dad. Eat my sister’s wonderful meal! Do laundry! Go to Spanky’s.

Things I would do if I were a billionaire:
I'd build 8 houses around a lake where my entire family could live. I'd have private nurses to help care for my mother and a chef that would cook for all of us. I'd donate a good portion to the MS Society. I'd help dying MS patients and their families. Put away 300 million for my Son John Camron.

Five jobs I've had:
Long John Silvers in high school. I worked on the flight deck of the USS JFK (CV67) United States Navy. Telecommunications tech. Clinical research Coordinator. New Home Sales Agent.

.Five Bad Habits:
My messy hair. I am hyperactive. Leaving my shoes everywhere. Picking on my sister Patti. Allowing my son to get away with murder!

5 places I have lived:
Corpus Christi, Texas, Lake Charles, Louisiana, San Antonio, Texas, Virginia Beach Virginia. Manhattan New York.

5 Random things:
Buying hot dogs from street corner vendors. My Dad is the best man I know. My mom is the bravest person on earth! Dogs tend to do it in public too much. Spraying warm water on said dogs is an easy remedy for overactive hormones.

Who I want to torture and TAG?

I am too new here and everyone I know of has already been tagged!

To Ignore or not to Ignore? That is the question!

The other day I was reading an article about the differences between men and women. To my surprise I found that after 41 years I had it all wrong! Apparently women out there today are consumed by men that "ignore" them. Now I will admit that I have employed the "ignore” thing once or twice in my life, and yes it seemed to work.

Ladies help me out here. Give me a show of hands. Who out there loves to be ignored?? I can't recall a time that this strategy has worked for me on a first encounter either, but apparently statistics show it does. I would just as soon drink a margarita "with" someone rather than without. Your thoughts are appreciated.

Truth

Blue scattered paint was lying around and I felt like putting some emotion on the canvas. "Truth" came out that night, and to most it represented something beautiful. To me it represented something entirely different. Having been through a rough separation/divorce I guess it was something altogether different for me. Has that ever happened to any one? This painting sold for a nice piece of change. I wish I could have bought it, as it was my favorite to date.

6th Ave. was a mighty hot street

So carrying a load of laundry through a busy and bustling subway station might seem to be difficult. Or so it would seem.... Streaming through memories of New York City always awakens my inner sanctum. Cold brisk winter mornings whilst smoking a cigarette, A king upon the stoop, or so I thought, a man among many in a city that was as alive as any human ever could be. Memories........ The wonderful smell of roasted almonds crinkling loudly in their blankets of coarse brown paper... Snow that wasn't like any snow I had ever seen in books or movies. This snow was more like slush, and had a grey tint to it. Springtime in the city was unlike any springtime I could remember. George Washington Square Park was alive with performers of all sorts. Fire here, Skates there, Dancers dancing, ladies prancing.

I spent so much time in the city with a young Italian woman I will call "Cesca". we would have so many adventures some were trivial, some significant. I remember the time she and I walked along the Avenue of the America's otherwise known as 6th Ave. She was wearing Doc Martin boots. I bought a small canvas. It was of the type that was thin and rigid . Buying some paint on the street was easy enough. All that was left was to paint. I was smitten just by the sight of "Cesca", and now I had to plan a spontaneous activity? What to do? I can answer that by saying this: Cesca grabbed the paint tubes from my bag and squirted them all over a patch of 6th Avenue. She calmly placed her size 6 Doc Martin boot in a puddle of intoxicating color. I have to say it was a very provocative thing for her to do in my presence. She looked over to me and in her sassy manner directed me to drop the canvas at her feet. I did. She left a beautiful multi-colored, and chaotic, imprint of her boot on the face of the canvas. I kept that impromptu piece of artwork for many years. Where it is today is any ones guess. Springtime in New York.................

Photography makes for nice Hot Rods

Well guys and gals, I would like to welcome you to my blog page. My sister has a great blog here. Thus she has inspired me to jot down my day to day interests and thoughts. I hope you enjoy!
I am an artist and love to dabble in photography. My first post is a compelling photo I took about 4 months ago. I was driving around San Antonio aimlessly. To back up a little bit you must know that when I get in a creative state of mind I get a bit spontaneous. Never really knowing where I might end up. So ...back to my drive. I had noticed a few nice spots to shoot a few pics at. The usual suspects IE; alleyways, busy street corners etc... You get the picture. I was getting frustrated, as everywhere I turned there seemed to be a "classic" black and white" photo op scenario.

I was in downtown San Antonio at the time. I sat down and had a cup of java, I love my java! I decided to hit the "burbs". Coasting down the freeway my mind began to click and zing. I began thinking about the state of our country and how sometimes all is not what it seems, or appears to be. Voila! a subject, a theme! Finding the ever elusive subject matter was the task at hand. A stop at Jack in the box did not bear any fruit.

I Sell New homes here in San Antonio and am always around construction, so it seemed natural to look in areas I knew that activity was taking place. I came upon a bridge that I have always been fond of aesthetically, and noticed that underneath it there was a wildly growing area of trees and vegetation. Now I am the first to admit that the bridge in and of itself was a motif that has been captured a billion times, but what I found underneath it made me jump for artistic joy. As you can see there are numerous elements that make this photo pretty interesting.

I would love your thoughts! Tell me what you see. I named this photo "Urban Decay" I used it in an extremely large painting I did. I will accompany the photo with its final destination on canvas for you to view. I hope to get feedback from all of those folks in blog land! Below is the final destination for my photo. I blew it up and performed an acetone transfer onto a 72x60 gallery wrapped canvas. The paints used are acrylics