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Crow Dance
It probably doesn’t seem like it, but artists are always painting. Maybe not always with a brush, but there’s that little place in our brains which resembles a vain woman trying on pairs of shoes, no, not that pair, can I try that in red? As scenes rush by while I ride my bike, I…
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My sketch book – virtually
Thousands of sketchbooks (including mine) are being exhibited at galleries and museums as they make their way on tour across the country. After the tour, all sketchbooks will enter into the permanent collection of The Brooklyn Art Library, where they will be cataloged and available for the public to view. The Art House Coop sent…
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Paint a greyhound
My artist buddy Jordan told me I had to paint a greyhound. She’s an artist that specializes in pet portraits and for some reason she gave me this assignment. Now, I’ve never been much of a dog person, I’m a cat lady. I’m not the kind of person that gets all goofy when I see…
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In the sunny courtyard
It was my last day in Calabria, my cousin Peppino was showing me a part of the neighborhood of the little town of Sersale, the neighborhood where he grew up. We came upon a little courtyard that belonged to the Talarico family, distant cousins of mine and of his. It was filled with morning light…
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Cat nap
So, I was sitting there wishing I had inspiration because I really wanted to paint. My old cat Barbie, who more or less inhabits my studio is often asleep in a little ball and I use her as a model often. But this day, there she was doing a face plant! I could not resist…