I am honored to be included among many talented women at the Las Laguna Gallery Show, "Women in Art." My piece
" will be shown. The opening reception will be held March 2, 6:30-9:30, all are welcome. http://www.laslagunagallery.com/current
In The Autobiography of My Mother, novelist Rosellen Brown thoughtfully mourns, “I had not known we were to share one life between us, so that the fuller mine is, the more empty hers.” Being a mother and an artist is often an almost impossible paradox, as they share the same heart-space. It has, for me, felt frankly inconceivable to do both jobs excellently simultaneously, and that leaves an ache that lingers…perpetually.
I am engaged in a daily tug of war between my babies; and the one in my studio becomes malnourished because of its ability to wait in silence. I know that this is a short season, and I tell myself that there will be time…that one day I will miss the intrusions and the small handprints on my varnished canvases. I know this is true. But it does not take away the grief I wear for my other baby. This painting is a self portrait that attempts to convey a divided heart.
"I know what it is to be in need, and I know what it is to have plenty. I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want. I can do all this through him who gives me strength." Philippians 4:12-13