One thing is for sure, my life is not my own…it belongs to some ONE much more qualified to handle and direct it.
One thing is for sure, this is not my home…but I will party and dance tell I get there.
Speedball Ink, Sharpie and pental pen of Bristol board
It’s a Holly Jolly time of year full of ugly sweaters, dancing, nukes, friends, eggnog, fuzzy hats and lots and lots of snow.
Tis the season to dance…lots and lots of dancing
I am working on half of a super secret music inspired, danceable, awesome, vintage art piece with a friend. So yes I did paint a dancer today but if I showed you I would have to hirer tea ninjas to kill you….and lets be honest…that would not be pleasant. For now just sit back and enjoy some tunes that are making my paint brush dance.
Dancing from dot to dot your hands follow an unknown path…what happens if you break from it? What happens if you believe?
What happens if you break the path?
Do we walk slowly down the road He lays before us? Or do we choose to dance as we go enjoy ever moment and movement?
Starting today I will be dancing on paper…yup yup you heard me 😀 It is like freeze frame painting, everyday a new dance, every day a new video. So here I go please comment and tell me what you think, and if you have and amazing songs I should paint let me know.
