It's been a minute since I've posted but I've been very busy, busy with sketching that is. After writing the last post about "ME" I started looking at the photos and wanted to sketch them, then paint and hopefully make an entire show around the world of "ME" and my evolution from baby to adult (so far.)
This one I used to also reference my anger, disappointment, and utter deflation on finding out that I was yet again turned down membership in Women Artists of the West (WAOW). I have entered no less than three times and just knew that the third time was the charm but I was sadly mistaken. I mean, really, what does it take. Good grief I juried into one of the biggest show around in NYC! Well, I'm not giving up and will again enter in the fall.
Then it is back to sketching...
Today, Saturday I decided it was finally time to yet again organize my closet. You know, since we have been married, 43 years, we have moved every 10 years so I at least clean out and get rid of every 10 years. But, we have been in this house 14 years and WOW, it does accumulate. I've had the incredible urge to purge lately. Probably because Brother and his wife built a new house and have moved and my studio partner, Linda and her hubby bought a new house (after 25 years) and moved and is purging. It just put me in the mood and I needed to do it before fall. Last night when I went to bed I told myself, "Tomorrow it is clean closet time," and this morning after coffee that is exactly what I did. I purged clothes to go to Goodwill (or other) and my purses, OMG, my purses. Really I have a love-hate relationship with them and there were some that I had not carried since 2013, (there's proof with receipts in them.) Plus they are not cheap, my love-hate relationship is with Coach purses. EGAD! I also know Sister loves Coach, so, I sent her a text asking if she wanted, and guess what the answer was, YES!!! Yeah, they will go to her house on Monday and I only kept a select few that I more than love. I got rid of at least 15 purses guys!!!
Part of my clean out agenda was to go through every single purse and pull out the trash, receipts, notes, fingernail files, my pocketknife I lost, gum, change, a $10 bill and lots and lots of fortunes form fortune cookies that I collect. One of these days I will use them in one of my paintings, maybe one of the self portraits.