So, this is just the beginning. I'm not even sure how I'm going to use this blog. But the idea of ideas appeals to me and a place to have my thoughts about things. It's Thanksgiving today and I am at my daughter Melanie's . Eating roasted vegetables and waiting for the dinner this afternoon. My son Andrew has encouraged me as an Artist and God knows, I have needed encouragement to break free from what I do well, what is accepted by others as artistic. I'm not sure of my "real" art because I am really good at coming up with what is popular, or what will sell....I should say that I have been a faux finisher for 22 years and that I have had success at that. I have had many famous clients and that convinces everyone that I am good and that I am a "real" artist....everyone but me. Now, I do have flashes of belief , times when I can feel my creativity and vision, times when I have something important to say. And then I fade when a call comes for another job for which I am well-paid and sometimes even fed by the experience. The job, however, takes precedence over that elusive feeling of "me as artist"..I ramble. Who knows what this blog will become? certainly not me. But, I am here, typing real thoughts that I am a little afraid to share...but, what the hell? I'm deciding to go ahead anyway.