I woke up and came downstairs and who was sitting on a little branch in the middle of the cage? Only the cutest little baby canary there ever was. This one is mild mannered and barely makes a peep. A quiet, sensitive little bird with bright black eyes. I wasn't there this time to see the baby's first hop out of the nest. Previous accounts (4 in all) I have witnessed first steps and flights.
My art focus is about staying sane and connected to Oneself in a World seemingly gone haywire.
While creating I aim to maintain my sense of humor about things and keep my energy intact, true and my joy sustained as I paint hopefully in a bouyancy that is easily transferred to the viewer.
I also like to work with all the good fairies, some of them disguised as dogs and cats and other animals.