Settling in
It’s been almost six months (six months on Feb. 1) since I’ve moved permanently down to the beach house, and so far, no regrets. I’m loving it. But there were…
Tara Choate Coddiwomple
(v) to travel in a purposeful manner toward a vague destination. As I mentioned last week, my tablet has gone belly up. Unfortunately, my main computer seems to be following…
Amok at the Easel
The other day I was driving somewhere, and my mind was drifting (as my mind is prone to do). I got to thinking about the state of my artistic practice.…
2023 Goals
2023. Is it me, or am I the only one who expects some sort of huge, technologically advanced “future” to be here? Like The Jetsons. Or Lost in Space? Back…
2022 Goals – Recap
Each year I put out a list of goals. Some years I do pretty well, others (2020, for example…) are laughable. This wasn’t a bad year. Three of my four…
And so, she didn’t
Last evening, I finally accepted what had been obvious for ages. My tablet had died. The cause of death was that the power plug-in area somehow was not doing its…
Time doesn’t return
“Here’s a wake-up call to anyone who feels the call to make art: Don’t WAIT! Start small, start with a sketchbook, collage or something you can make at your kitchen…
Spuddle, Double and Chuckle! Oh, never Subtle.
Spuddle: A useful verb from the 17th century that means to work feebly and ineffectively, because your mind is elsewhere, or you haven’t quite woken up yet. To be extremely…
The letter I haven’t sent
A couple of weeks ago, Key and I moved up in the run order and thus got into a nosework trial. I was excited and pleased. The drive was about…