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  • Little Pink Pigs

    March 8th, 2018

    Little Pink Pigs

    Lettuce pinned under my left arm, tongs stir bacon with my right. Grease fills the pan, bacon shrivels up. Jack and Fiona keep asking, “where’s my dinner?”. I bring out broccoli, beats, onions, sautéed asparagus. A bowl of lettuce. The bacon goes first, Jack and Alan eat most of it. Fiona only takes a couple bites. They eat the sautéed broccoli but won’t taste the asparagus or beets. The next night I make asparagus and broccoli soup, my kids won’t taste it, even though they love broccoli. I decided Last Wednesday to become a Vegan again. I explained it to the babies, I told them I was eating vegetables, fruits, and grains, and that I wasn’t going to eat animals anymore. It didn’t seem like they understood.  I focused on the health aspect of eating a vegan diet. I said it’s the healthiest way to eat. My husband does eat meat, he loves meat. He was also brought up Catholic. I get nervous to talk about my belief in God the same way I feel nervous to talk about vegetarianism or veganism. Animal rights, animals as sentient beings, that bacon is a pig, one of those cute little pink pigs in your story books. God and Animal Welfare are such sensitive topics. I am nervous about talking to my children about these topics. I don’t believe in God and I believe animals are sentient beings. I would love my children to follow my footsteps. But I also don’t want to influence them or make them believe what I believe. They can make their own choice.

    I wonder why I feel like I can’t be free to talk about my own beliefs? I have always felt uncomfortable telling people I don’t believe in God, they always seem shocked. Now that I have kids I feel they are judging me, “how can you raise your kids without a belief in something?” They say.  But I do believe in something, that we’re here and then we’re not. We can leave behind our words, our art, our buildings we build, but we turn back into earth when we die. Why is one belief system more valued than another? Why is any religious belief better than being an atheist? But I’m not going to tell my kids, “You’re an atheist” because I do believe when they get old enough they can decide if they believe in God or not. That’s how I grew up. I visited all kind of churches and learned about religions, and ended up an atheist, vegan(ish) person.

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  • Need More Time

    March 7th, 2018

    The sky is a hazy-almost smog like today. A fog. Steam billows from the kettle. Time to make a second cup of coffee. Sometimes I feel I can’t bare another day without painting and writing in my studio. Paintings lean up against my press. I need my press to start my next major project. I have a list of obstacles before I can really get going on my new book. My studio. It’s too messy to begin a new project, a vision I’m 100% clear on.  I need to put away my new paintings from my recent show, hang some and store some. I need to mask the remnants of my last series. (I need to mail GAP frags). Get fresh plexi glass from Tap Plastic. Those are the primary obstacles. The other obstacle is office work. I have been promoting Nap Time Paintings; created a sell sheet that I’m proud of, stuffed, stamped, wrote cover letters for 170 so far. I even sent some books to a few of my favorite books stores. It’s been fun, but I miss my free style creative time. My coffee is done. It’s so good. I’m half way done with it already. What Art can I do with 40 minutes left? I could fit in the last 42 cover letters for my packets that are stamped and ready to go. But that’s not very creative. I need more time!

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