it's all just a way that we cope with our lives

        This weekend was wonderful. My mind has been lost again, painting ideas are evaporating slowly. And finally the realization of what one month means is seeping, creeping in uninvited. So for one beautiful afternoon I reverted back to a child. Riding the golf-cart down our dirt road, throwing rocks into the creek, searching for cats in the hay loft. The smell of spring will always be that sweet.

       My new studio theme is fidelity. It seems to have become the topic of the year for me in so many different ways. And I believe it is a looming fear in every version of any type of relationship. So many people I know, including myself have recently been coping with and healing from severe dishonesty and mistrust. I started off with the idea of using corsets as the woman and the "other" woman. But its too distracting and literal. I am interested in conveying the vulnerability and the loss. Being catapulted into a strange plane between having love and having lost it.