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The Mirror of Our Own Projections

1/12/2026

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The Mirror of Our Own Projections



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​The Mirror of Our Own Projections
oil on paper
18.5 x 18.5 inches
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…for in the lifelong project of understanding ourselves, we are all reluctant visitors to the dusky and desolate haunts of our own nature, where shadows we do not want to meet dwell. But in any human association that has earned the right use the word love, we must be in relationship with both the light and the shadow in ourselves and each other. All authentic relationship is therefore a matter of clear sight — of seeing through the shining pane of the other’s self-concealment and removing the mirror of our own projections. - MARIA POPOVA
How to see others in a world of projection and shadow, self-concealment and desolate haunts - is there a manual for that?

I admit to struggling with this in recent days. My own humanity feels under attack. It becomes easier to be angry and reactive rather than contemplative and compassionate. 

A big sigh.
A deep breath.
A pause.

And so we have come to the time of relationship with shadow.  The shadow parts of ourselves growing monstrous as the light of the world dims, distorting our reflections. The elongated shadows of others make perceptions skewed. It is a funhouse out there, and therefore in here a bit, too. 

Thank goodness for you, dear reader. For art, for books, for singing and for love. Sending big hugs to anyone who needs them. Thank you for being here. xo
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​About the art: This abstract is painted over top of a recently murdered portrait of the Queen of Hearts (see video for the beginning process). The underpainting provided a depth of color and texture to this piece which would have been difficult to attain without it.  The new painting is a color play - deep saturation against light and bright. 
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the obliterated underpainting
And now it is time for the next exchange of questions with the incredibly talented Dotty Seiter!

My next question for Dotty: 
Dessert - what is the sweetest, most decadent and delicious part of your creative life?
dessert

dessert for the poet
as she walks rue saint-denis in montréal
is a mamie clafoutis oh mon dieu croissant,
a classic flaky buttery french pastry
filled with a substantial core
of rich chocolate ganache, 
drizzled with dark chocolate and dusted
with confectioner's sugar.

dessert for the poet 
as she listens to an audio novel while she walks 
her own massachusetts neighborhood
is the italian word fermata,
a word new to her that might never have caught her ear
had she not had a nearly finished draft of a poem
awaiting final tweaks for which fermata becomes
its oh mon dieu croissant!

--dotty seiter

​And (out of order, because that's the way I roll), here's Dotty's question for me:


​When and in what way did writing become a significant element in your life?

Really, I've always been a closeted creative writer, from grade school on. My banking career landed me squarely in concise, technical and analytical writing, which put out the creative fire for a couple of decades. Ugh! When I began painting, the words were a necessity - without them I did not fully inhabit the art. Rather, I kept it at arm's length by not infusing it with words.
​Writing about the art is another trust fall, which I also gleefully do
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I've been following the monks who are walking for peace, and find this so comforting at thiis time.
​ And so I leave you today with their words:


When peace, compassion, and loving-kindness shine in our hearts,
all the barriers that seemed to divide us simply dissolve--
​and what remains is the beautiful truth we might have forgotten: we were never strangers,
only family and friends who hadn’t yet recognized each other.

May you and all beings be well, happy, and at peace.

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Difficult Aspects

10/20/2025

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Difficult Aspects
oil on wood panel
11 x 14 x .75 inches
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​Art is not just about beauty—it’s a tool for processing, understanding, and confronting difficult aspects of life. Artists use it to communicate real stories, perspectives, and emotions; we engage with it and, through it, connect with culture, history, and identities.  - YAGMUR OZBAY

It cannot be repeated enough - artists must make art right now. 
For me, it seems nearly selfish. Because I truly love creating and it feels like play. But it also forms a vehicle for processing emotions, both for me as the creator and for you, the viewer. And, well, we need all the ways we can to untangle the snarl that is the world around us.

​This video is a lovely little animation of how to use art to get in touch with your emotions and move them through you.

If you're like me, there is a ball of dread, anxiety, unrest, dis-ease inside when I think of our changing country. Painting helps me move that ball. 

I'd love to hear how you're using art (of any kind, including books and movies) to help during these times. Leave a comment below. And here's a hug from me to you. :)
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About the art:  beginning with an old acrylic painting, I slathered on some gesso and then carved through it with a rubber wedge to expose parts of the underpainting and to create texture.  Then, inspired by a sunset photo and the idea of a city hidden in the distance on the horizon, I began laying in swathes of color with a brush and thinned oil paint.  I built the layers on this piece over a number of weeks, seeking dark darks and vibrant  color.  Butcher paper blotting to create sky texture and the trailing path on the lower left.  A tiny brush and RESISTING over-definition for hints of a city.  Chopsticks through paint for more texture.

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Hakken

7/14/2025

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Hakken



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Hakken
(Japanese Werewolf)
pen and ink on wood panel
8 x 12 x .75 inches
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Man is to man either a god or a wolf -Desiderius Erasmus​

I keep returning to werewolves.

Maybe because they are openly very human.  By which I mean they are savage and they know it, and also good and they know it.   Sometimes they are overcome by the moon and do savage things.  But mainly they are just everyday folks like you and like me.
I mean, a werewolf wants to fall in love, to build a life, to raise a family or have an illustrious career (or both), to find peace in the world and to find fulfillment as a being.  She just gets tripped up by the moon sometimes.

On my on-going journey of embracing self-compassion as a lifestyle,  I look my own inner werewolf in the eye daily.  At first I could not.  I could not look at that part of me directly - had to slyly skirt around the side if you know what I mean?  But now I can (usually) look at her with an open mind and an open heart, understand what her triggers (full moons) are and why they are there.  And accept her as a worthy being regardless.
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It isn't always easy, of course.  

It is, however, always messy.

​Werewolves just aren't that neat, and we don't expect them to be. 

About the art:  last week reader Carol mentioned the written description of the art process for these pen and inks on wood panel wasn't exactly clear (my words, not hers, but that's the gist of it) and I agree!  Thank you, Carol, for pointing it out.

So here is a video - soup to nuts, how to do it, and a little animation bonus at the end!

​If you have trouble with this imbedded video loading, here is a link to it on Youtube.

The July Reader Giveaway continues!  Leave a comment on any blog post this month to be automatically entered to win a piece of original art - free!

​And thanks for reading, subscribing and sharing this blog.  You, dear readers, make this little space sparkle! xo
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Not A Monster

7/7/2025

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Not a Monster
pen and ink on wood panel
8 x 12 x .76 inches
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Scooby Doo taught us that the real monsters were always human - UNKNOWN

Last week was monstrous.

Many of us are walking around in a bit of shock, under a layer of grief and with our heads in our hands.  And we must and should give a bit of time to those feelings.  
The shock of the wide world implications of everything going on landed hard with me because of shipping.  

Shipping?  Yep, shipping.

Last month's Reader Giveaway winner is located in Israel.  So Wonder Mike and I wrapped her prize with care, measured and weighed it and went online to get a shipping label.  But no planes (NO PLANES!) are flying to Israel now.  Wait, what?

It is a small thing, not the end of the world (the package will wait patiently until planes fly there again) but it kind of jarred me into awakeness.  The state of things is trickling down to the every day, and systems unraveling, the day-to-day less certain.
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Which sent a flood of awareness coursing over me - all the people whose benefits, jobs, housing, education, food, utilities, medical care and citizenship are at stake now.  First a trickle, then the flood.

​But we see you, human monsters.  We see you and we vote.  We protest, we write letters and send emails and make phone calls.  We see you.  

About the art:  Wonder Mike posed for this one!  The brave little guy had no hesitation about landing in the embrace of this jovial monster.  Beginning with a varnished piece of wood panel, I added black gesso around the sketch of the figure to ground him to the background.  Working from the faces and hands outward, patiently adding each line with a Rotring Tikky Graphic Art pen number 3, filling in with a number 8.  A few white highlights (the dog's face and the monster's teeth) with a Posca paint pen.  Then a coat of varnish over the entire piece to set the ink and protect it from fading.

The July Reader Giveaway begins!  This month's giveaway piece is an oil painting on driftwood from the Olympic Peninsula in Washington state. It is ready to hang, varnished, hanging hardware on the back. approximately 5 x 18 inches.

To enter, leave a comment on any blog post during the month of July.   The winner will be announced on August 4th right here in the blog.

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The Next One Might

6/9/2025

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The Next One Might



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The Next One Might
oil on art board
14 x 18 inches.
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“All artists live in the gap between what they imagine and what they produce; no finished painting ever looks as good as the one I see in my mind, but the next one might.” - BRIAN RUTENBERG
I've been listening to a lot of Brian Rutenberg's Studio Visits on YouTube.

Ok, ok, yes I have listened to them all before.  But I am a slow turtle when it comes to absorbing some information, and listening repeatedly helps knock it into my skull.  Well, sometimes. :)

​Rutenberg doesn't consider himself an abstract painter, but a southern landscape artist. Yet he doesn't paint trees, but treeness.  Oh!

The "abstracts" I paint are generally not abstract paintings - but are instead abstracted landscapes or abstractscapes.  I suppose you could call them gorgeness or forestness or beachness.  The essence of something, without the actual thing.
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But back to the quote at the beginning of this post - I absolutely live in the gap.  What I imagine and what I paint are two different things.  But I am relentlessly determined to have my skills catch up to my dreamscapes. Probably they never will.  But there is always the next one.  Which is a lot like hiking.  What's over the next hill?  Around the bend? Across the stream?  Always curious about what's coming next.  Always willing to go and look.

About the art: beginning with a piece of  art board (donated by my artist husband while he organized his studio space) I roughed in a mottled sky using a palette knife and thinned oil paint.  Using the side of the palette knife and some dark paint, I roughed in a landscape in a V shape with a couple of hills.  Working quickly and abandoning preciousness, I build layers of paint until there was some texture to it.  Grabbing a piece of butcher paper, I pressed it into the paint to lift some of the layers, then pressed the paint-laden paper in other sections, creating a rocky ground look.  Carving back into the paint with a rubber wedge and creating some "treeness", then adding color to those verticals with the palette knife.  Inspired by hikes in the waterfall section of the Columbia River Gorge.

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From The Outside In

4/7/2025

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​From The Outside In
oil on packaging paper
13 x 12 inches
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​That's how the madness of the world tries to colonize you: from the outside in, forcing you to live in its reality. - Jeff VanderMeer, Annihilation
There is a lot of madness in the world right now.  And there are days where it feels a bit like that madness is trying to colonize all the places where joy resides.  The chaos and confusion and struggle and suffering wants to become the only reality.  Finding a way to balance attention to the outside issues with peace and joy on the inside is a daily practice now.

It helps me to imagine that outer chaos as a monster of sorts - something large and many limbed lurking and wanting to find a way in.  Do I want that living inside of me?  Heck no!  Ignore the fact that a blue tentacled creature draped around me might indeed make me look fabulous.  Future fashion?
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About the art:  well what do you know!  I have a video!   

(if you have trouble with the embedded video, here is a link to the same video on my YouTube channel: 

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Like A Snow Leopard Falling

3/24/2025

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Like A Snow Leopard Falling

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"Like A Snow Leopard Falling" - oil on Yupo,  12 x 19 inches.  This item is unmounted and unframed. (click on the image to purchase)

I recently viewed a video of a snow leopard.  It was chasing its prey (some sort of deer perhaps) and they both ran off the edge of a cliff...the leopard grabbed its prey and held on, I mean held on even as the two tumbled on rocks, over more edges, bouncing and careening to the bottom, where the leopard got to its feet with its jaws still firmly holding on to the other creature.

It was an unsettling video, but also amazing.  What living things can and will do in pursuit of something.  What can be survived in the pursuit of that thing.  What can be endured.  I imagine the snow leopard didn't even do the thing I would have done, which is to look up, pause and think whoa!  I was just waaaaaaay up there, and now I am down here and  ALIVE.


And in a way, I think artists are a bit like that snow leopard, falling in pursuit.
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Really, Lola?  Yep.  Indeed.  Hear me out.

We get this vision in our heads of what is possible.  Maybe just an idea of our own, maybe seeing what others have created or are working on.  And we pursue that idea - relentlessly.  Falling, careening, bouncing, suffering, but hanging on.  Piles of attempted paintings (or pages of words written, or crushed clay or wood pieces, whatever your art may be) and yet we don't pay that any mind - we just keep pursuing.  

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​I​t may take years.  We may feel injured (unmotivated, discouraged, disillusioned) along the way but inevitably we are back at it, trying again and again and again.  We get a little closer.  A little closer still.  And maybe we never actually get our teeth around that vision we're pursuing - but we can smell it, taste it, imagine it so clearly.

Abstract painting is like that, for me.  It is like a snow leopard falling - trusting I will land on my feet at the bottom with the thing in my two hands.  I'm still falling, by the way.  But never mind that - it is so close I can taste it.

​I'd love to hear what you're relentlessly pursuing!  Leave a comment below.  

About the art: beginning with a gesso-primed gallery-wrapped canvas, I pressed leftover wet paint palettes against the canvas over a period of weeks, never mind color, consistency or pattern.  This creates a lovely uncontrived texture and pops of unexpected color coming through the final piece.  Once thoroughly dry, I drew a rough sketch with a wet brush covered in thinned dark paint.  At this point I am not wedded to the composition, just exploring.  Working top to bottom with a palette knife, I applied paint in thick layers, allowing the colors to blend in some places and making sure to preserve a thin line of the dark under sketch at the border of each shape.  Once the neutral base layers were in, some drying time and then the pops of pinks and reds were added.  I carved back through the nearly dry paint with a chopstick, creating trails meandering down the canvas.  Walking away before my neat and tidy side can overwork the textures.

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Seeing and Feeling

3/10/2025

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"Seeing and Feeling" - oil on copper panel, 12 x 12 x .25. This item is unframed.  (click on the image to purchase)

One eye sees, the other feels.
― Paul Klee

I think perhaps the life of a human is much about learning both how to see and how to feel.  

For sure, the creative life is about seeing - colors, shapes, texture, line, composition, shadow, value, hue.  Seeing what others see in your work, in your words, in your vulnerabilities or your barriers.
And we learn to see what other artists see (or saw) in the world and how they portrayed it.  Seeing is half of painting.  Half of writing.  Half of creating.

But feeling...well, we boldly go where others may not be willing to, when we create from the depths of our wells.  The muse sends me often to illuminate those places where I might prefer to pass on by.  But there is light in those dark depths, and so I go there and (luckily for me) many of you roll along with me (or run ahead with flashlights - thank you!) and thus we are not alone in the dark.

The best bits are often when we see what we're feeling, and feel what we're seeing.  Epiphany, illumination and understanding ensue. 
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About the art:  copper panel makes exploration deeply satisfying, and this piece was no exception.  Beginning with a rough sketch with an acrylic paint pen directly on the copper, and slowly adding thinned layers of oil paint.  Working from that single eye outward and keeping the color palette very limited, I followed the paint as it moved.  With my perfectionist's hand tied behind my back, I pursued scratchy, rough emotion with chopsticks, rubber wedge, fingers and dripping brush.  Keeping the paint wet allows the copper to be easily exposed by dripping paint and by scratching/carving techniques.  This one moves me.  


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How We're Shaped

9/9/2024

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​"How We're Shaped" - oil on Yupo, 11.5 x 18.5 inches.  This item is unmounted and unframed. (click on the image to purchase)


A lot of us humans are like dogs: we really don’t know what size we are, how we’re shaped, what we look like. The most extreme example of this ignorance must be the people who design the seats on airplanes. At the other extreme, the people who have the most accurate, vivid sense of their own appearance may be dancers. What dancers look like is, after all, what they do. - URSULA K. LE GUIN

Our chihuahua, Wonder Mike,  thinks he is the largest dog on the block.

​He will not hesitate to give chase to a raccoon twice his size.  I believe he would challenge a bear.  And he dislikes being carried or coddled - because clearly he is TOO BIG for that.

​When I read this quote, I wondered whether or not I have a firm sense of my size and shape and appearance without a mirror to confirm it.  Mostly I do, but I have to admit I am sometimes surprised to find out I am less youthful and robust-looking than what I think I am.  Couldn't I just run and do a cartwheel in the grass?  Or stand on my head?  Why is my butt droopy - that's not what I think is happening back there!  And I am always, always guilty of selecting clothes that are too large for me, because I see myself as  taking up more space in the world than I actually do.  Wonder Mike and I are alike that way - aren't I one of the big dogs?
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About the art:  this piece is inspired by an image the AI bot created, which was a surprise interpretation of the prompt I had supplied.  But I often find those random, wonky images are just exactly what I needed (but didn't know I was looking for).  When I saw this one, I connected with her right away - somewhat masked (the eyes) and stern looking, but with torn tights and mismatched gloves and a tutu that was clearly falling apart.  Ha ha!  As usual, the Yupo allowed a pretty rapid building of the layers of color, and the ability to create texture within the paint.  Keeping a nice mixture of hard and soft lines was key with this one, along with varying the reds just enough that her chair stood out but did not distract from the figure.  A bit of paint thinner  was added  to the edges of her skirt to allow some runs and smudges.  Kind of a modern version of  The Thinker. 

The September Reader Giveaway continues!  Leave a comment (or several) this month to be entered to win a piece of original art!  The winner will be announced here in the blog at the end of the month.
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Confidence and Illusion

8/19/2024

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"Confidence and Illusion" - oil on crescent board, 14 x 19 inches.  This item is sold unframed. (click on the photo to purchase)


Ah, the expressive brush strokes of Van Gogh, and oh, Chagall’s dreamy scenes! Celebrated artists throughout history have produced some of the world’s most ravishing works, executed with an unparalleled mastery of light and color, line and space. But let’s face it: they also turned out their share of duds. We’re not talking about paintings intended to capture the grotesquerie of human life, but artworks that evidence clumsy mark-making, questionable choices, or a rudimentary hand. Even the most adept of painters, it seems, have their off days.  -ARTNEWS, Nov 2023
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Masterpiece or hot mess? ​https://news.artnet.com/art-world-archives/bad-paintings-by-famous-artists-2397184

Artists have a lot in common with Oz's wizard.

We're behind the curtain, making things appear to be enchanted, magical, effortless, charming and more.  But really, we are messy, clumsy, mistake-making, blundering adventurers who sometimes happen to land on a formula that works.

Well, I am, anyway.

But I suppose it is part of our mystique - our je ne said quoi -to keep the curtain closed, the fog machine rolling and the pile of mishaps shoved under the table.  Because there are many.
The ballgown bots are something I stumbled upon that delight me and seem to feel effortless under my hands.  But it is a rarity, this sense of ease in the paint.  As I gaze upon the pile of canvases and boards to be painted over (my share of duds​) I am decidedly grateful for a wizardly moment with the paint. 

About the art:  this is a paint-over of a very old acrylic piece on crescent board.  Though I chose the underpainting because of its color and depth, ultimately none of it remains in this new painting.   The focus of this piece is that small section of skin against the dark background - a wee bit of humanity within the monstrous.  After a light pencil sketch, I began layering the darks, painting around the form until the shapes were just so.  Resisting the desire to overly define the skin shadows, letting shapes speak instead.  Layers and layers of pink and gold for the dress, wet into wet so the edges slightly blur into the dark background like gauzy silk.  Mixing the darkest darks for bodice and underskirt (while avoiding actual black) and then a slightly gray-brown dark for the background.  Playing one dark against the other.  Allowing a small shape within the headpiece to say "eye" and a dark shape to say "ear" and leaving the rest to the viewer's eyes.  This piece makes me smile.  She's a badass for sure.

It's the final week to enter the August Reader Giveaway!  Leave a comment to be automatically entered to win a free piece of original art!  The winner will be announced in next week's post.  
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