Oils and Thinking

Oils and Thinking

It had been a long time since I’d painted in oils. Oh, I’d gotten canvas boards, paints, brushes, all the paraphernalia, but then, I just left them tucked away. The thing of it was, I was intimidated. Pencil sketches, watercolors, Prismacolor–all those media were familiar to me, as oil once was, so why did I […]

A Return to My Gallery of Art

This is a re-run. I’ve posted it before. Sometimes, in all the chaos of horrific news stories, and feelings of frustration, it’s nice to do something that’s completely different, that is just for fun. In no way do I claim to be an artist, so please don’t think you should say nice things about these […]

Through My Art Gallery

Through My Art Gallery

What does a mystery writer do when she isn’t writing? Does she slip through darkened streets following clues? Does she listen in on conversations, waiting to hear a phrase or a question to incite the plot of a new book? Well, maybe. But if she really wants to relax and take a brief respite from […]

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