It Was a Break!

I hate when I have to take a sabbatical for awhile. But  I'm back, baby and the reason why I've been away is because I've been busy doing my own work and creating a new blog to showcase it and focusing on promoting my crafts and art. Please check out my new blog solely dedicated to me. It will keep you most update on the work that will be readily available to buy and what  I'm working on next, as well as a look into my photography projects. And now for the shameful plugging part of the program. Check out my
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As for here expect  to see, of course, more insights into artist who are my favorites and new artist I've found, as well as insights into my own work. So stayed tune cause, it's coming really quick and you don't want to miss it. In fact, you should become a follower of this blog and tell me below in the comments what artist influence you.

On Mission

I'm getting back into the groove. I'm trying to finish up old pieces so I can then move on to the new new. Brand spanking new stuff fresh from my pinky pink brain. Check out my websites to find cool prints and original art work up for sale.

Artist state of mind

Its been awhile but I'm getting back into the grove. I'm going to show case some things I've been working on for now.

But The Circus

....letters of the alpabet frighten me terribly.
They are sly, shameless demons -- and dangerous! You open the inkwell, release them:
They run off-- and how will you ever get control of them again! They come to life, join, 
separate, ignore your commands, arrange themselves
as they like on the paper-- black, with tails and horns.
You scream at them and implore them in vain:
they do as they please. Prancing, pairing up shamelessly
before you, they deceitfully oppose what you did not wish
to reveal, and they refuse to give voice to what is struggling,
deep within your bowels, 
to come forth and speak to mankind.
                          
                            Nikos Kazantzakis




His costume was human frailty, human helplessness,
and his lot was the human lot
of one disaster after another, His comedy was misfortune
and his endearing grace the patience and dignity
with which he survived an existence
of interlinked catastrophes

                               Winston Brebner 

A Month of Corita Kent

For This month I'm featuring Corita Kent's book "Damn Everything But The Circus". While roaming the aisle of the fort worth central library(yes the library is one of my visited places) I came upon this book. Amazed that it was a female artist and digged the typography it seemed so vintage yet modern for today. I thought I would share the whole book with you. I hope no ones comes after me for copyright infringement. I'm a fan sharing her work, for others who might miss out on this little gem and most of it will be cropped out because of my average size scanner. I hope you enjoy.






When  ancestral kings corrupted their captains, 
and the church blessed both captains and kings,
the court jester got laughs simply by sniffing
the troubled air : implying that the stink in the herring
begins in its head.
In times like our own, it isn't surprising
to find men and women crowding the night-clubs
in hope of seeing somebody sniff the air.
In such times, clowns become witnesses.

                       Nelson Algren