Wearing mix of two outfits, not finished packing and what am I doing , looking for answers, seeking encouragement, knowledge? OK here goes, found lost camera card, fixed internet connection, found password.
Now dearest get off this addictive piece of machinery , pull out the cords and toss it into the suit case, take paints and brush to paint shoes, toothbrush and go.
Your blog world will be here or not, altered , grown, believe me.
I love you all, Au vider insane.
Nony posted this letter, an overdue response, on May2,2015
Good I really didn’t want you to think I had forgotten. My health, clutter, overload invaded my space and brain, I’m in a show in Germany in 12 days,ground spot #1 to broaden connections. I’m in a show at 401 Richmond at the cafe but it’s still in a world of “tangled arts”, ( looks great all my big paintings are there, this is where I want my work to go, pertaining to size, etc and intent. If you are downtown stop by there.
I am truly amazed at your ingenious world, creating and sharing. Now I haven’t picked the piece to send you as I’m sure your tastes are electic and Joel has picked me dry as he feels he is documenting me and the above circumstances, che mo has me shaking in my boots, ( a new song and dance).
Thank you for supporting my aspirations, inspirations and exhalations.
How does one approach a topic like, Knife or Death, and make it truly inspiring.
Does a message to God, stating please stop writing, appear impolite?
Acceptance doesn’t Replace Happiness.
It was suggested I should squeeze all my various topics into one blog, so the reader could find my posts with ease. As a gracious hostess, housekeeping has led me to demolish my latest blog and incorporate it here. Not an elitist accommodation but only the schemata of a novice.
Dear reader this is more than a science experiment. Unity will it work?
I’ve survived two lung cancer surgeries. The first, I recall thinking that the superintendent will not be slapping my paintings into black plastic bags.
Hope , humor and don’t ask me, I trust the surgeon, was the gist of the second surgery. A painting, “Give me a tail, gills, I’m moving to Atlantis” explained this piece.
Short on lungs,I’m looking for alternatives. And new thoughts for new work, A new World Plan is in fruition.
While in the hospital I began a new blog, http://knifeordeath.wordpress.com .Which includes my economical, intended for invention, “Shit filled Drone for ISIS.”
Until then I plan to write about it, paint about it, and pray.