It’s about the process, not the product…….or something like that

So, here’s the sketch…another with the theme of making peace with winter.  I finally did the skeleton of the sycamore’s pale branches against an bright blue sky.  Voila (sorry, I’m working for a French company, it sneaks into my vocabulary now and then).


So, now the promised topic………

Every so often, art work is done that is labeled “It’s about the process, not the product”.  Such a philosophy has ended up in some excellent abstract art….and also some really bad abstract art.  Just check out the Craigslist artist section in your local community, you’ll find plenty of examples there.

So, once when I was burned out as hell doing my usual……..I decided to do art about the process.  The result was my “Love it or hate it” Namaste series:




I was very proud of myself…..until I went to the art reception of an acquaintance, a mixed media show.  There a  young woman, just barely out of high school, effused enthusiastically how the work in the show was “About the process, not the product”.  I nearly spit out my bad Chardonnay!  I had fallen into a cliche, artspeak trap.  I hung my head in shame.

So, back to representational art.  I enjoy doing it anyway, the ability to use symbolism, and the fact that people can bring their own emotions and associations to it.  But damn, it can be tiring.  Art for the process is like fingerpainting, joyous and messy.

But…I found the best of both worlds.  I found I could do representational art, with areas that just flowed with the process (another, more esoteric term for this is doodling).  It worked in, for instance, “Tiger in the Jungle”.  I just played with the leaves and had fun.


So, I’m going to do this sycamore picture going with the flow…..and see where it takes me.

A decisive victory!

When last you saw me, I was babbling on about a decision of what to do next with my artwork. So, I’ve made a decision, and I’ll start babbling about that now.

Like the New York City evening skyline, there’s another subject that’s been haunting me.  Again, it’s right outside my window. (Maybe I should stop looking out the window).  And again, I’ve made multiple tries at capturing it, and much to my frustration (and disappointment) fallen short of the mark.

What I’m talking about is the sycamore tree out in front of this house I live in.  Here are examples of what I’ve done in the past.









I have yet to do a picture of it in winter against an azure blue sky….so, I’m going to do a small version of that.  If that works out, I’ll do a big version.  I can do that in bits and pieces as the bitty pieces of time allow.  That’s because : It’s not about the finished product, it’s the Process.  More on that later.

Indecision is my vocation…

So, the holiday fair is long since over.  Considering the weather, it was okay (in that I didn’t lose too much money).  I did, however, learn a lot from a fellow vendor. Plus a chance to visit with my long time friends…so, it was worth it.

But what has that to do with indecision? Absolutely nothing….as usual, I digressed.  What it does mean is that the time I spent preparing for it is now free…..but my day job is going through the annual terror known as the Christmas rush.

I have only bits and pieces of time to work on my art.  Precious little dribbles of minutes.  It’s not enough uninterupted time to really put into a finished, large work…although I have an idea for one.

So what do I do with these miser portions of time?  Making holiday cards is over, I will make some Valentines,  but I’m not psyched for that yet.  I could work on the sketch of the large work. Or I could just dedicate myself to making some small finished works.

But the time is so meager, that I use it for that great time-waster, Facebook. Really not enough changes with my friends THAT many times a day.

So, while I ponder…here are some drawing from days of Christmas past:



The Time Has Come…..

Let’s just say, I’m feeling the love.  Have been doing an affirmation every morning, and I just feel as if everything is flowing, and I’m going with the flow.  Even the parts I don’t like, well,I accept it as part of the flow and everything will work out in the end……..

So, back to art….and my first small handmade holiday cards…



Down and Dirty

Time to get down and dirty, back to the nitty-gritty, and other last generation cliches….

Wasn’t my art supposed to be about healing?

As I rush around producing merchandise for shows, and feel the angst of the approach of another Christmas Rush in retail….

Something stopped me, and told me to get back to my priorities.

I’ve been saying an affirmation in the morning that compassion and love will guide me, and that I be in alignment with the flow of life.

So maybe it’s time to do affirmations that my artwork is also in alignment with compassion and healing.  So, I will start….in addition to my charity donations.  So, I’m starting another leg of the journey.

Oh, and yes, no holiday drawings yet….but here’s some of my best spring/summer art to bring back good memories….as we approach the winter solstice.







That’s enough for now.  Stay warm.

Happy Freaking Holidays!

As I promised, as last year, I will not post any holiday images until after December 1st.

However, my life is about the holidays already.  I’m going to be doing an art and craft fair in Danbury, Connecticut on December 6.  Among other things, I plan to be selling some handmade Christmas cards….and making some to send to the special people in my life.  I’m still at my day job, which I quit, at last count, three times already.  We’re gearing up for the holiday rush, there.  I will be one of those unfortunate retail workers who will be working Thanksgiving Day.

So, to keep everyone cheery on this cold,late autumn day: A blast from the past.  Happy Summer Memories to all!



It was a dark and stormy day…

Typical November day here…gray, rainy, brown leaves….a totally depressing mess.  Around the corner lurks the (gasp) winter holidays…which some love, some hate,  depending on your life and/or disposition.  Or your job….hello to my fellow retail workers!

So, no wonder I had to make peace with November.

Having left my day job in an ambulance, no less (I really like to go in style), I have lessened my schedule.  Listen, I love doing my artwork, but I need something to break it up…and hopefully find inspiration for the next drawing.

So, here is: Making Peace with November:

novemberSo, see you during the Christmas rush!  I’ll be the one wearing a rhinestone wreath and hawking olive oil….once again.


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