Think I'm just happy

Hello, again, still here on planet Earth, I am still seeking out compassion, intelligence, and beauty. Oh, how time does heal wounds, the insensitive remark, the verbal assault, and the relentless pursuit of what we are supposed to be doing in this life, healed with time.

So, off to my future, what does it have in store for me? Who knows, I certainly do not. Did my twenty year old self ever imagine that I would be where I am today? Nope, but my forty-something self is happy with where and who I am!

Without further delay the Peacock Chair.

Peacock Chair

Hello Again and Thanks for all the Fish

So, once again I find myself in this same position, what does it mean? Why did they do what they did? Vague? Of course, I have been confused, upset, excited, delighted, and sad. I wish I could explain how the emotions I feel are like a roller coaster including all of the drudgery of the waiting line included.

I smile, I tell everyone that things are okay, that I'm good but reality is that I'm mostly confused. About what? Well, that is a laundry list of things, so there really is not much point in getting into it.

And now it is time for some art!

I don't feel blue I feel gray

Sadly through the day I trudge, I tromp, the dirty misfit you've chosen to ignore. And yet I ask myself what did I do wrong? "Nothing" is what I am told. Still that doesn't take away the pain, the hurt, or lift the crushing weight off of my soul. Deeper and deeper, I feel lost again, why? Why?

I'm often told that I make art that is fun, with a personality. I hide behind my art, I want to be more, so much more than...

I hate this feeling, self doubt, self loathing, why do I let it bother me so?

To paraphrase a movie and book I detest, tomorrow is another day.

Art, Art, and Art

A few new pieces that I've been working on in my shop. Lots more in the works!

Dog

Red Cross

Angler Fish

Puffer

Sheep

Sunsets

Sunsets make me happy, every evening a different one, something to view, something to ponder, something to watch in amazement.
I still do get the most amazing sunsets at my shop, the sun sets over the pines and the cars all around blaze in colors changing every few minutes.

Mr FlufferNutter

Blowing bubbles, biking backwards, babbling blasphemy, I scratch his head, playfully he bats at my hand, beep, beep, beep goes the timer. Bop, bop, bop, says the singer, slyly, slowly the sun sets across the lake, water flows, flows, down the spillway, spilling fast, spilling slow, spilling foamily, the crane waits patiently for a fish.
The beans sprout, the peonies pop out in an explosion of color and force!
While the fig, oh, the poor fig tree slowly comes back to life after a hard, hard winter's night, so cold it was. Warm and sunny now!

What? What!

Still, though, I dream of Alabama, the beautiful. Thank you, thank you.

Dogs, Dogs, Dogs

Silly Puppy

https://www.etsy.com/listing/180948925/silly-puppy


The Salty Dog

 https://www.etsy.com/listing/124964189/the-salty-dog-original-metal-art

Wire hair Terrier

https://www.etsy.com/listing/173924665/wire-hair-dog

But I do make cats, and flamingos, and owls, and robots, and moose!
So, come back for more, maybe, just maybe next time I share a story.