When I was young, I wanted to be an artist.
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| I drew this of myself when I was 17. I held a mirror up to my face. |
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| This is my husband before he was my husband. He loves to fish. It helps me to paint when I am angry at him. |
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| This is Rosa, my younger son's girlfriend. Painted when she had just graduated from high school. |
We all have something about us that most do not know about.
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| He also loves to watch baseball. That is where he is right now, in fact. Spring training in Arizona. |
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| I love to hike and this is of a photo of me taken by my best friend. |
I didn't have the kind of parents that understood the value of being an artist so they encouraged me to make art my hobby and to focus on my typing skills or how to keep my knees together while sitting.
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| The hills around my home are like my friends. |
Don't get me wrong, now, I had great parenting, just no artists in the family and therefor no positive reinforcement for my passion.
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| Rocky and Boomer. |
In my secret life, I am an artist. Mostly I paint with acrylics and I almost always paint people; especially ones I know.
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| A fantasy phase I went through when I was 18. |
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| I just started this painting of Kirby. I have painted her before. She and my oldest son had a three and a half year relationship. It helps me to paint when I am feeling sad about something. |
What is your secret life? What is it you love to do, but aren't recognized for it?
I am curious...
