ok, i started work on a horse painting a week or so ago, was having trouble with that so i switched back to the canine clients...managed to finish two small commissions in four days...am i mad?...probably but these small pieces were painted without consequences suppose after struggling with the horse, my muse wanted to show me that i wasn't a complete dud...
today i'll continue working on my artist's statement and bio for two applications who's deadlines are fast approaching...one is for a big show held in trinity park in september and the other is for a book about canadian artists...i just have so much trouble with the entire concept of writing a bio and statement...i mean does anyone really care where i went to public school or whether or not i've won any awards for my work?...or who my instructors were or influences are?...
the neighbour is driving me nuts now that he is outside all day most everyday...he has been using his lawn mower ever third day for two weeks now, yes you read right....he bangs sticks and stuff everyday and is constantly walking up and down his driveway tossing stray sticks or leaves or whatever onto the street...oy!
off to drink my coffee and perhaps tackle the horse painting once more...
About Me
- lisa g.
- i was born in a big city in ontario when the air quality was still good and litter wasn’t seen on the ground. the childhood that followed my birth was average for a canadian girl growing up in a small town in the early seventies. bell bottoms, dorothy hamil hairstyle and a banana seat bicycle were some of the things that i had, along with a box of crayons with a built-in pencil sharpener. i carried my crayons everywhere and drew all the time on almost everything. years later after puberty took its’ hold on me and changed my outlook on life permanently, i found myself leaving the small town for the bright lights of the big smoke where i enrolled in the fine arts programme at a university. i stayed on as a student for sometime then found myself disillusioned with the lack of inspiration that came from the faculty. so i left to find a mentor, someone who would inspire me, teach me, guide my creativity to find its' own voice. that mentor was found in the many books i’ve acquired over the years. i’ve found my inspiration through my travels and spending time following the footsteps of some of my ‘heroes’ of the art world.
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