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What a Gift

What a Gift

Do you happen to remember your very first friend in life?

If the answer is no, then that friend was not named Sarah Bowman.

Sarah and I met in nursery school and became fast friends. With our matching tow heads, sparkly blue eyes and Big Wheels, we laughed ourselves silly, skinned our knees, and caused our mothers to shake their heads wondering what we would get into next.

As life happens, we took separate roads through elementary school, as I rocked my knee socks and green plaid jumper, Sarah went to the other school and, even in our small town, we kind of lost touch.

Fast forward through life to November 2022 when I received a message from my old friend asking me to paint a commission to commemorate her two year wedding anniversary.

“I would love to! When is your anniversary?” I replied.

“Oh, it’s on Thursday…” said Sarah.

Laughing out loud, my heart sang as I recalled that silly friend of mine and realized that while she had to have grown up, the best parts of her are still intact.

Sarah shared some photos with me as we debated back and forth about the subject matter, and when she sent this one, I just had to do a mockup with fingers crossed that this would be the chosen picture.

You see, Sarah caddies for her beloved wife and I absolutely love this moment in time that someone was able to capture.

I sent Sarah two mockup options, this being one of them, and obviously, to my delight, this is the one she chose for me to paint.

After what seemed like an eternity of anticipation, we managed to deliver the finished painting, “I’ll Find You a Woman”,  just in time for Alena’s birthday.

And here you see where the piece now calls home.

As Sarah and I were so eager for Alena to receive this painting, it occurred to me that the true gift was given to me.

The opportunity to reconnect with my long lost friend and get a glimpse into her current life and love is not something you come across every day.

What a gift, indeed.

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Back In the Saddle Again

Wow. What a life.

First of all, for those of you who are new to my page — welcome! Thanks for being here to read a little bit of my story. And to my old friends, thanks for still hanging around. I know it’s been awhile!

I've started and stopped this post more times than I can count because I can't really figure out where to start.

Right now in my head I’m listening to Julie Andrews sing, “Let’s start at the very beginning. It’s a very good place to start…” which is excellent advice for those who can recall the beginning.

My About Page will tell you quite a bit about my history and background up to present day. What I can’t for the life of me figure out is when I actually recognized myself as an artist. My best guess is sometime around 2010, definitely prior to owning my first iPhone, otherwise all of this information would be available at my fingertips.

I'm not sure why it even matters, honestly.

So let’s just do a quick little catch up instead. I fell completely off the art wagon in 2015 when my family and I moved from Pennsylvania to Colorado. 

I jumped back on that wagon in 2019 the day after I won “the pot” at our local watering hole by rolling a Yahtzee. The next day I took that stack of cash and paid two months rent on a commercial lease in Silverton, Colorado and have since opened a local art collective. For the record, four is now my favorite number.

Have I mentioned that I believe in Magic?

Anyhow! Over the past few years, I’ve dilly dallied through mixed media, glass and resin, furniture refinishing, mosaics. Hmmm what else am I missing? You get the point. 

Until I discovered something called Abstract Realism.

You can see my favorite abstract realism piece at the top of this page titled, “Perspective”. However, he is also affectionately referred to as my imaginary boyfriend (that’s a story for a different day).

Basically I’m hooked on this stye that uses the color values to create highlights, shadows & mid tones and pretty much the only rule is to NOT use the “proper” colors. Flesh is not fleshy, instead it’s green, purple, yellow, orange… 

One of the best things about this style is that I could paint the same image one hundred or one million times and no two would ever be alike. How fun is that?!

So it turns out that all I really want to say is, I'm back. And life has never been better.

And I couldn’t have done ANY of this without my three favorite human beings on the entire planet, pictured below. 

Until next time…