This is Rosie. She’s cute, adorable, fun, playful, a fantastic hunting dog and she has a tendancy to tear up anything in her path… except ducks. Good dog, Rosie.
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“The crow wished everything was black, the owl, that every thing was white.” — William Blake

I walked pass Anthropologie the other day, my favorite store. And as usual, I tried to shield my eyes from all it’s glory with no avail. People talk about kismet, but I never bought into that notion until now. This dress was in the window. This dress was calling my name. This dress was made for me! Black and white stripped with different flattering layers, o so right up my alley. Those of you who know me personally and have been in my house recently know that I currently have this black and white obsession thing going on. Of course being the starving artist that I am, I had to settle for wearing it in my mind. Maybe painting it would ease my longing…. hmmm… nope.

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A wolf in sheep’s clothing, or a sheep in wolf’s clothing? hmmm. Well, this little red riding hood is very fashionable and cozy warm in her grey wolf hoodie… Happy Birthday Lily!

I can’t figure out my obsession with mannequins. I don’t know what it is. I can’t decide if I like them or I’m scared of them.  There is just something about those strange sedentary creatures that draw me in. The top image is in watercolor and my most recent. The second one I did a while ago and is done in oils. The bottom one, also an oil painting, is about 5 feet long and hangs above my desk. It welcomes me to work every day. I love the morbid human-like mannequins  mixed with the image of the dove, who as a symbol of peace, can’t wait to get the hell out of there.

Yes, Halloween! All Hallows’ Eve! One of my favorite nights of the year. Everyone gets a little spooky. Everyone likes a bit of a scare. But watch out… you never know what may be lurking in the shadows… Boo!

Sometimes, you just gotta do what you gotta to do. Nuff said.

Is there anything scarier than a clown? I’m convinced that all serial killers were surrounded by clowns when they were children. My kids had a clown mobile when they were babies. Now I cautiously await the awakening of their maniacal tendencies… Thanks Aunt Jen…

(you know I’m only kidding.)

What do Vampires have for an appetizer? Mmmmm, giving new meaning to the phrase ‘mosquito bite.’