From Ashes to Art Shows

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I am grateful for the good things that came out of bad times. I made a very a conscious decision to remain kind. It would’ve been too easy to become bitter. No one would blame me if I blamed someone or something else. By coming out of the fire, to bring others the light, I win. We all win. One of my proudest achievements came from opening my mouth. I could’ve also moved on from a church I had been involved with, letting go of old memories. Instead, I chose to speak up. “I noticed that there’s a group for...

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FROM ASHES TO ART SHOWS (34)

It’s getting real. A lot of people let their dreams die when they “wake up” and realize just how much work has to get done. In the middle of booking hotels, emailing the gallery and scrambling to get my kid’s passport, I took a moment to take it in… this is really gonna happen. Now there are a lot of head winds, but I’ve been up against much more than this, and those were BAD situations. THIS… this THIS… is going to be one of those shining moments that I (and hopefully my son) will cherish for the remainder of...

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I am fantastically rich!Not in this timeline, but according to the movie Everything Everywhere All at Once there are a couple of timelines where I can take the private jet to London (OK, maybe just upgrade to those flat beds, but still).In this timeline I still have to work for it… really, really work for it. While I’m certainly rich with friends and a home and relatively good health, hotels and airlines prefer my money (I guess they already have enough friends?)My life has been littered with Shoulda, Coulda, and Woulda. Some so noteworthy that I thought I’d share them...

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FROM ASHES TO ART SHOWS (32)

“Tag! You’re it!” I never really liked that game. You’re popular for one moment, then everyone scatters like you’ve got cooties or something. That’s what it first felt like when I joined Instagram. Except I had to keep tagging myself. But people still scattered. In “Insta” (or “The Gram” as it was called in my day) you have to use #Hashtags… that’s the old pound sign (or number sign for you Boomers) followed by some magical word that’s supposed to get everyone to flock to you. This was before Reels, mind you, so they were really, really important at the...

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“It has to look EXACTLY like him,” she insisted. “Got it,” I replied. “I mean, EXACTLY,” she reiterated. Yeah, I got it. I really do. Whenever I do a pet portrait, I understand the importance of capturing their loved one. This isn’t just their PET… this is their child, their companion, the center of their world. One eye off, one tilt off kilter and it’s no longer their “baby.” That’s why I always take extra time and pour in extra love when I make those portraits. For everything else, I use reference photos. Ones I pay for and not just...

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