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The Making of An Artist

The Making of An Artist

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BUTTERFLY ANGEL - CLIP ART

Matilda
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I escaped from my mason jar, and I’m ba-ack! And I’m ticked! If Tracy was around, I’d smack her upside the head with my watering can.

Do you want to know why? I’m gonna tell you why.

Today, Tracy is a featured artist over at that talented author and illustrator’s blog—Kathy Temean. But out of the thirty plus masterpieces being showcased, my be-ee-a-u-ti-ful mug shot isn’t on display. The rinky-dink illustration of me on this banner doesn’t count. Read the rest of this entry

Don’t Waste Your Time Setting Up a Blog!

Don’t Waste Your Time Setting Up a Blog!

I’ve noticed a recurring theme orbiting in blogo-sphere that applies to new writers (I still consider myself a new writer). That is, don’t waste your time setting up a blog. Rather, one should concentrate on learning the ins-and-outs of how to write, and then place fingertips on keyboard or put pen to paper and write a sizzling book. Read the rest of this entry

What Are Good Manners?

What Are Good Manners?

“Mind your manners,” Mom always said.

My brother let loose one last burp. “Aww, Mom, we’re just having a competition.”

My brother didn’t win a manner’s contest that day, and so I wasn’t sure what to expect when four little boys wanted to visit our farm on a nippy October afternoon.

“Brace yourself!” I said to my hubby. “Here they come.”

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How to Encourage Little Minds & Hands

How to Encourage Little Minds & Hands

 “I feel that there is nothing more truly artistic than to love people.” Vincent van Gogh

 

Back in high school, I sure didn’t receive any love from my art teacher. The “C” scrawled on my report card should’ve been my first clue. The teacher then had the audacity to tell me I didn’t have an artistic bone in my body.

Humph.

My drawings and paintings weren’t too shabby. Heck, I even patted myself on the back with her yardstick.

Unfortunately, her poisonous words crushed my creative spirit, and I tossed my sketch pad aside for twenty-two years.

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