Hello everyone. I sincerely hope whoever is reading this, is well
Here’s what’s new, art-wise:
I have two active coupon codes for my shop. They are:
15OFF and FREESHIP – May 05 – 09 (ends when the clock strikes midnight on the 9th)
You can enter 15OFF for 15% off your total purchase, at checkout. If you’re using a mobile device, make sure your etsy app is up to date or you might not even have an option to enter a coupon code.
You can enter FREESHIP for free shipping off your total purchase. (U.S. only.) Again, if using a mobile device, make sure your etsy app is up to date or the coupon code option might not show up.
My sales have taken a sharp drop in the past 2 weeks and that’s usually when I start offering discounts. Take advantage. It benefits both of us.
Title: Time To Rejoin The World, 16×20, multimedia on canvas.
I have closeups of it in my shop.
This painting depicts a suggestion for those of us who have been hiding away from the world, due to issues like ptsd, etc, who have found being in society is too much to bear. But you can’t live like that forever. I guess I’m talking to myself more than anything. There’s a whole world out there. The circle in this painting that stands for the earth, is an old Copernicus chart of the solar system. I could not fine a globe 😉 But it’s cool like it is. I tried to make the girl look like she’s giant, standing on a universe of life. Kind of like the milky way, but made of flowers, tears and other things. And she’s pointing to the world, saying, “There’s so much more to experience, so come in out of the darkness.” But sometimes hiding in the darkness is safe… or so we tell ourselves…
But seriously… one day we will all breathe our last. In the meantime, remember also to live. Memento Mori… Memento Vivere. <— that is the point. Which brings me to the next painting. I did this next one prior to the one above. More synchronicity…
Title: You Can’t Live Inside An Old Teardrop Forever, 12×12, multimedia on canvas.
You can see closeups in my shop.
She said (to herself), “You can’t live inside (the prison of) an old teardrop forever. Trust me, honey, the colour will return to your world, and the grey filter will fade away…”
The point being, don’t hold onto the dead past. I don’t know why we do that, exactly. I think it’s because we think we loved or need a thing (or person) so badly… we do not want to let go. Even if the only thing we have to hold on to is a dead past. Even an abusive past. We romanticize about it, forever how destructive, hurtful or bad it was. It’s a mystery to me…
I want to share a poem I read this morning, in the book, The Reason, by Lacey Sturm. It’s a poem someone else wrote for her, and it fits so incredibly perfect right now. More synchronicity. So I’m going to share it here. It’s written by a young woman named Taylor:
WE MAKE EMPTY WISHES UPON STARS THAT HAVE ALREADY BEGUN TO BURN AWAY
WE ADD FALSE COLOR TO HAIR THAT HAS ALREADY BEGUN TO GREY
WE PLACE LIVELY SPRING FLOWERS AT THE FEET OF THE DEAD
AND WE ONLY VOICE OUR MOST MEANINGFUL WORDS ON OUR DEATHBEDS
WHY IS IT THAT WE TRY SO HARD TO PAINT COLORS ONTO THINGS THAT HAVE ALREADY FADED AWAY?
YET WE NEVER OPEN OUR EYES TO SEE THE BRIGHT HUES OF TODAY?
Wow… bullseye. For me, anyways. Navigating back into a world of light and life, is a difficult one, after being in the dark for so long. PTSD is nothing to scoff at. Which is what I did, the first time I heard it from a doctor (forever ago). I do not want to keep painting things that affirm someone’s depression, in a way that makes them comfortable in it and see no other way. I mean, I want people to know they are not alone… that someone really does understand. But also not encourage them to remain in that place. You can curl up with it, or you can stand up and walk. It’s easier to curl up, I can tell you that. Standing up and walking (away from the comfort of hiding), is NOT easy. But it will eventually start to lessen. Nature has a way of curing those types of things. Being outside, in the sunshine… in life… in creation… being with your pets, being creative… eating real food instead of junk… that’s just the beginning.
But I want to paint things that show hope. I feel like I’ve weakly tried, then gone back to the comfortable. The dark. Not because it’s trendy but because it’s what I know so well. It’s my comfort zone. Even though it’s life sucking.
Anyway, enough about that. I didn’t plan on writing the above. It flowed out, so I’m keeping it real.
Title: Owl Constellation
And whoever is the first to buy any of my mini woodcuts sets, will receive the Little Cup piece, below:
I’ve also started a new shabby doll series called, Intention Dollies. They are meant to be reminders.
Intention Dollie #01, is in the shop
Intention Dollie #02, is also in the shop. This one comes with a little blank, cloth book, that you can write your intentions, hopes, affirmations, etc, in. It stows in the little front pocket, too. Check out the pics in the shop for more.
I also grouped the remainder of my Little Marydeth, minis. You get 3 in a set.
These are in the shop.
There are a LOT of one of a kind original paintings available right now. As well as 2 bowling pins, one flower pot with skull flowers and still some prints left. Prints come in 11×14 and 16×20.
If you made it this far, thank you.Z
As always, feel free to contact me with questions, comments or just to say HI.
I’m always available for that.
So, until next time, take care and keep hoping.