I enjoyed this story so much that during college I almost got a tattoo of "poetic justice" in Arabic on my lower back. You know the kind and please don't ask me why? Why not? And Arabic? It was a phase and the written language so lovely. And I still don't have any tattoos but that's not what this is about!
I think it was summer when I first saw a painting by Ernest Watson. My brothers and I were staying with cousins in Texas, traveling from one cousins house to another, staying up all night watching movies and running through thick green grass under the piercing hot sun. Every few minutes someone would run back… Continue reading Art History: Ernest Watson
It's so hard for me to just stop and rest. Even now I'm writing this blog, but you know what I mean, right? At least I hope so.
I forgot to update you guys about this but that art package I sent to my grandmother arrived!
Speed Painting of Lipstick & My thoughts and experience with filming my work. Learning to let go, enjoy the process and PAINT....because that’s what it’s really about.