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Another addition to the growing esoteric series, Three of Wands . Feels as though it's a discovered object from the past, truly giving soul to the painting. Looking forward to the developing styles and shapes of each piece. The Renaissance-inspired gold leaf framing is so lovely, mimicking an old world children's story book.

An Aquarian in the new age of Aquarius. It's an absolute luxury to grow older, and as I circled again around the sun, I am so grateful to do so. Thankfully made it past the 27 Club, I'm stoked to continue living my life how I want it. The best things in life are free, and so am I. Spent my birthday with a glorious run, ample tequila, and nostalgic hours roaming throw my old ephemera from 1960's onward. Of course, much more thrilling accompanied with booze and good music. Pandemic birthdays have been a bust, I'm sure for most, but the upside is: we are still here!!

Snakes are fascinating animals . I've always been a fan of the Irwin family, growing up watching Steve on TV handle mythical creatures with such skill. The lack of fear (or endowment of trust) he had while addressing dangerous reptiles inspired me to change my perspective on seemingly undesirable beings. And perhaps that goes for humans too. There are a plethora of human snakes I can name off the top of my head, but I've learn I must handle them like Steve Irwin exactly would a snake. As one does, the unconscious rules the painting. Whatever is my obsession or headliner streaming in my mind, underpins the artwork. In this case I was dealing with a personal demon (or should we say, snake.) Basically someone was really pissing (or hissing) me off. But the only way to address something mysteriously poisonous is to connect the mind, trust at distance, and perhaps think as they would. Come at a problem from behind with caution, but still treat the situation with unassuming kindness. The Cool People in my mind's eye are constantly bumping heads, secretly passing notes and changing directions. Hard to always stay consistent in thought when there is such a powerful force of personas influencing an action. The snake eye (daresay) dead center of the painting is the heart of this for me. Painting is like a tarot card reading; and, I believe the slithers of the snake, the melts of the self, and the passing of the light, all cohere together in the painting, Slithers , to remind me of one's humility and ego.

As Cat Stevens says,"y ou're going to wind up where you started from." One of my favorite songs (ever) is Sitting . November thus far has proven to be eye-opening to the self. Stripping away more layers of artistry to evolve. Talking to a friend today we highlighted the need for creative people to have countless trades and skill sets. You got to wear a fuck ton of hats if you want to be an artist. One thing to make art, another thing to sell it. The key right now in the mess of 2020 is to channel unbridled strength and be open to renewal of self. Also the key is to wear a fucking mask and social distance. But that aside, it's personally an big time to unleash more from within. In the past ten years I have domino effected myself from set design, fashion styling, wardrobe production, textile designer, retailer, staff manager, business owner, blah blah blah. Basically I'm outlining that I have grown my creative career. POINT IS, 2021 is the year ~manifesting, ya know~ that will allow me to thrive in a purely fine art fashion. And that, is where I started from. As a kid, I was hyper creative and my parents always encouraged me to just be happy and work hard. But there are inner, aggressive voices that influenced me away from "you can't just paint a painting for a living." Ergo, I continually tried (and try) to find profitable work in creative fields. But at the end of the day, stripped down, we got a obsessive, manic woman who simply craves to paint the worlds from her mind. Sorry for the third person switch up, but just felt that jive. With a little help from my friends, aka The Cool People , I am really able to take the puzzle pieces of my 20's and start to communicate what it's really all about. Also keeping my roots truly apparent in my day-to-day. Step back and look at your life like a movie. Watch the beginning and notice the foreshadowing and repetition. You have control of your life and every decision switches up your journey (that's how I roll.) Just like in palmistry, the when you read the hand, you always read the right as the left hand is "what you are born with." The right hand literally changes. There's a divine motion in the world, or just an existential explosion of nothing. Your call, but noting that you do have the power of change in your hands.

The fact that it gets dark at 5pm now is stiflingly confusing to the brain. The first positive I've found is that getting up to start the day at 5/6am is way easier than before. And second, is (seemingly) more time to painting at night. Absorbing inspiration throughout the early day and unwinding with visuals at the eve. Seems to be jelling well -- clothes and business duties at day, canvas at night. You know you're in a jive when your passion becomes an even bigger obsession. This being said, my two recent piece, After Hours and Night Shift are a prime example of the madness that hits at night. The chaos of cool people spiraling around in my head translate their actions through the paint brush. The paintings are cathartic and organic, growing a story with every added element. AFTER HOURS x NIGHT SHIFT

I truly believe I have a Henry Mancini manifestation embedded in my mind, strategically soundtracking my days. I'm a big fan of Mancini's score work and groovy, melancholic songs. This painting was purely sparked by one song, and one song only, which is Orange Tamoure from the Charade soundtrack. As a true maniac, I like to paint while playing music and movies simultaneously. I had on Phantom of the Opera while my Charade record was obsessively flipped back and forth. Morning Masquerade was a direct result of the merging of the moods. The mania and masquerading of our morning selfs, trying to find a balance.

November so far has been action packed with custom orders, new canvas series, and planning/prepping for new projects in the winter. 2021 may be the year we start drinking the kool-aid again -- finger's crossed. Here's some causal pics from this month thus far.

It's one thing to create, and it's another to market/sell. Both art and fashion are simultaneously my trade. I do try to cater to clients of all ages and price ranges. Everyone should have access to art that jives with their mental state. I'm pretty split brain with business and eccentricity, but the thing that keeps me consistently productive is my passion for the process. Turning my paintings into affordable pins simply works. Similar to when you go to a museum, dig a painting, then buy some merch on the way out. That being said, I don't go a day without painting or sketching, meaning I have endless work floating around - especially with The Cool People. Even an ink sketch translates with refinement onto a pin. There's a balance of chaos and color with monochromatic and simple expression. Recently I have primarily focused on quality paper and smaller canvases. I love painting on woven, handmade paper. The paintbrush becomes a magic wand, carefully whisking up organic, ink images. The solo pieces mimic ripped, textured pages from a relic spell book. Each piece is an original -- stamped and labeled on the back. The work can be hung on the wall with a tact or easily framed; open to whatever makes your world work. These 9x12 paintings on paper are modestly priced from $40-$60, and I still do try to find affordable alternatives to keep a constant flow of new art for my customers. Once a piece sells, that work is gone! So re-producing the image in other forms--not just as prints--enhances the value of the original art. So, how do I pick what paintings to use for product manufacturing, textile design, or marketing merch? It's 100% gut feeling. Sometimes I paint something, and a piece of soul appear. There's a divinity that comes from little moments in art, and the big thrill is when those visuals present themselves unexpectedly. When something strikes a chord, I re-imagine varied ways it can be shared. Rock art on your body, and there's nothing more accessible than a pin. Ergo, I'm currently producing small quantities of custom pins featuring The Cool People with Sticker Mule . I simply take an illustration that speaks to me, adjust it to size, then place a small batch order. This way I am able to get my content out in the physical world and my clients have access to new artwork, fast! The manufacture turnaround time is stellar (especially with pandemic mailing!) and the product quality, top notch.

Nothing much to report for this month except diligent work towards a bigger endgame. I associate colors with numbers and periodical concepts. October always appeared as the number 8 for me, which in turns is colored a dark green. I know October is the 10th month in the year, but October is just not the color blue. There's a charm for the number 8 for me in this month, giving me all the october octangular oooogie boogies. Eight is number for flow and balance, or moreover the journey towards that. Eight is a sign for money coming. So I always see October as a pivotal time of transition and change. Often a month that doesn't provide fruits of labor, but stirs the spices for coming success. This is complete nonsense to you most likely, thus let's just move along. ...so, here's a drop of photos ranging from bread-bakes and late-night-take-out to painting process and new tattoos. Grateful for the work received this month and kind clients. This is a solid month of evolution. Taking time to breathe a bit. I have a feeling November is about switch up the game. Times are (and better be) a'changin'. Weird month though; usually a spooky vibe, but let's be honest: it's a spooky year.

The Cool People sometimes act as variations of the human persona. Each one embodies an emotion or moment of time. Rarely created with intension, but birthed purely with unconscious flow. We are going through a massive change in time. Empathy is key and catharsis of the self is mandatory. These two paintings, Odd One Out and Uncertainty , are recent paintings from this month. Spent the first week of October alternating between painting, packing/shipping, and cooking. A strange month. A spooky month. A month to get savvy.

Organic October, a vibe. I'm usually a gabber, but this painting did all the talking for me. This piece called Unleashed is on 6x12" stretched canvas. I am a huge fan of Bosch, and I feel his inspiration creeping from this work. One thing to note: you see that little figure balancing on the arm of the in-flight person, on the left? Well, that's me, metaphorically a tightrope walker, in this unleashed chaos of 2020. Ooooof. This piece was intrinsically special to me, it was was painted with such fluidity and confidence, even though I've been so manically stressed this month. Politics. Pandemic. Overall living! Hot damn, what a time to be alive.

Ergo, to make time. TIME spelled backwards is EMIT. It's my personal motto for many years now. An admired teacher once told me: time is our greatest currency. So, Emit Time anchors how I roll. Oh how I do love to live fast, paint fast, work fast, etc. But I've learned that it's more valuable to LIVE SLOWER. Make as much time as you can, use those minutes with more sentiment, and put love into the time you manifest. Time is YOURS to spend. As an ambidextrous artist, one of my first exercises I implemented in my process was painting/writing words simultaneously. Emit Time was an excellent focus to hone a concept and practice. So despite the bullshit situations of 2020, I've re-routed my lifestyle to emphasis insignificant routines that make my soul feel truly cool. Prioritizing seemingly non-essential activities have a big impact on happiness. We are all busy as hell, but slow the fuck down. Time is a damn gift!

Oh, the battle of balance. Anyone else quietly, yet manically, trying to find sanity? How do we juggle all the emotions!? Feels like I am haphazardly throwing around my energies, while battling society's expectations of normalcy. This past week, I painted Duel of Despair and Battle of Balance . Ironically, the pieces ended up puzzle-piecing themselves together seamlessly. Pretty telling about my mood, eh? These 4x6" canvases are special talismans to add to your space--a possession to house all the energies. Their stories outline the shared journeys we are all undertaking. No matter who you are, I bet you have some crazy shit on your plate -- I feel you!!! Even amongst all the chaos, I am still Entranced by so much. I can thrive, painting away alone in my studio, but I am also a massive extrovert, constantly captivated by adventures and projects. Time will tell how our bewitching world will take it's next steps. Needless to say, I am feeling like a puppet -- yearning for renewed freedom. We just have to make our own magic. Divination is the answer. Conjure up some stronger mojo, use your inner spirit, and keep your most prominent energies at bay. Stay at ONE with yourself and keep your loved souls as close as your socially-distancing-self can. On a final note, I'd like to cue up the prophet, Ozzy, with the song, End of the Beginning . The lyrics couldn't be more accurate. Nothing like Black Sabbath for a solid sermon. Is this the end of the beginning? Or the beginning of the end? Losing control or are you winning? Is your life real or just pretend? Reanimation of the sequence Rewinds the future to the past To find the source of the solution The system has to be repaired Release your mind Fast forward to the secrets of your soul Your life's on overload Is this your fate? Will you decide what makes you an entity That's your identity Well if you don't know Which way to go You might be lost and confused A second chance no time to lose Reanimation of your cyber sonic soul Transforming time and space beyond control Rise up and resist to be the master of your fate Don't look back before today- tomorrow is too late You don't want to be a robot ghost Occupied inside a human host Analyzed and cloned relentlessly Synthesized until they set you free Alright-okay, alright Till they set you free

I am not your stepping stone! Speak your mind, and don't let anyone trample on your voice. Kamala Harris is strong as hell. What a powerhouse female force backed with intelligence and credentials. Kamala is SPEAKING! The VP debate empowered me (and I hope you,) while revealing that Pence is in fact Norman Bates. VOTE VOTE VOTE! This is the kind of person I want to be led by. Someone qualified and diplomatic to make hard decisions. Time for a women to take a deserving role in presidency with Biden. Ladies get it done. Boss bitch energy is what our young women need to be influenced by. Accomplished and confident. Yes! As a female artist and entrepreneur, I can not tell you how many extra hurdles I have to jump to get front of line. Seriously, NO MATTER WHAT FIELD, women have to work harder, always. Period. 2020 has empowered me to speak louder than before. Time is fleeting. And this year is giving us some hellish fury. So, here's Rosalind Russell in a ridiculously cool outfit teaching us that woman can have a lot of Mars and be fucking fierce. Even to Cary Grant.

Been on hyper speed recently, so spent this past Saturday feeding my brain. Taking time to tie up loose ends and do some "self-care." And, I am not talking about a bath and candles, but dedicating time to fuel your soul. You know, bake something delicious, spend time with your pets, do laundry with love, and of course, learn about NEW bands/musicians. Fresh music for me is usually old, as I'm into educating myself in a historical manner. If I follow the synchronicities I've noticed in my week, I discover new things quickly. Keeps me on my toes. And if you don't know what "seeing synchronicities" means, here's what Google provides: Synchronicity is a term that is frequently used to represent the process of experiences coming together and forming some sort of meaning . Synchronistic occurrences are formidable and propel us forward with a surge of ephemeral courage. If you really absorb your surroundings and little details of your days, it leads you to new places! Vibe of the weekend started off with The Monkees then rolled right into the Traveling Wilburys . Whatever you listen to really does soundtrack your day and curate your energy. After an afternoon glass of tequila, grapefruit and cayenne, I headed over to Revival Records on Bleecker Street to find a new Roy Orbison album. Spend a few hours there, thanks to the owner, Jamal, walked out with a nice little stack. And also discovered a new band to add to my repertoire: The Blue Magoos . After I got home, pulled up their music, and of course hooked. I love Herman's Hermits , so this fit the bill for me. What's key about this off-day is that I sparked some synchronicities for my week. Also scored a new Deep Purple album, Burn , that has inspiring cover art for Sunday's painting sesh. Taking a little time to just re-invent the things you love is the most valuable thing in the world!