I made this for Mother’s Day for my little boy. pic.twitter.com/0aV2EXlWTL
— tiny elephant (@tinyelephant333) May 2, 2018
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I WILL KEEP DANCING: Grace. Happy Mother’s Day to my little boy.
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2014 in Review: Saints and Sinners (janice j. cunningham)
The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2014 annual report for this blog.
Here’s an excerpt:
The concert hall at the Sydney Opera House holds 2,700 people. This blog was viewed about 8,600 times in 2014. If it were a concert at Sydney Opera House, it would take about 3 sold-out performances for that many people to see it.
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Perfect.
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Do you like art and the creative process? Does the “eccentric” life of the “typical” artist intrigue you? Scare you? Amuse you? Inspire you? Read on…
Allo allo!
I would like to cordially invite you to join my ARTISTS’ group on Facebook:
https://www.facebook.com/groups/JJCunninghamArtLove/
It is a private, invitation-only group, but if you request membership, an admin will approve you as long as you’re not a bot.
Not only do I post my own work and artistic musings, as well as upcoming shows and #contemporary #art news, but I have SO MANY uber-talented friends worldwide, whose work I love to share with the public every day.
You could be one of them! All art is the soul, ergo beautiful.
So far the group has almost 4k (!!! — so grateful) members, so if you would like to either be a voyeur or an exhibitionist, please be my guest.
To me, my readers and followers are all VIPs.
Try it out and see if you like it…you can always leave! Ain’t no Hotel California, lol…
Feel free to also follow me on #Twittter: @jjgrape.
(I heretofore take no responsibility for any profanities or insanities contained therein. Twitter is fun! No rules. Just what we painters like best.) 😀
It’s my happy place — besides the library, the easel, or in front of my iMac. 🙂
Above are a few samplings of my paintings, but this group is dedicated to sharing the work of my many artist friends from all around the globe: a virtual #gallery of sorts! What fun.
(But it is strictly bring your own wine and cheese… 😦 Sincere apologies. Hehe.)
Cheers,
JJC
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empath
empath
To be able to feel others’ feelings
as your own
in this odd world , quite frankly,
is no party.
A demise born into, most certainly not chosen.
i am a human pin cushion,
over-sensitive
far too-easily bruised.
Bananas? Perhaps.
But, I am so sorry, sir:
Yes, we have no bananas. We have no bananas…
Talking to no one today,
i take refuge in my stacks of books and
jars of paintbrushes
tubes of paint are loyal friends.
i will go running after dark
to a chorus of peepers
under the moon,
invisible.
i will paint my life a different color
if i want to,
because i need to.
people hurt,
like hot pebbles on August asphalt,
stuck in skinned knees
or a tiny shard of
a broken wine glass,
accidentally
stepped on,
barefoot and inebriated
— so in love you don’t notice
until bloody footprints
dance around your flat
in all their crimson splendor.
Love leaves.
Blood stains,
hardwood
and souls.
This pain can be ignored or deflected,
but
i choose to use it
as fuel.
Do not play with fire
unless you enjoy
being
burned:
a gentle admonition delivered
with piercing eyes.
Do as thou wilt,
is the whole of The Law–
but harm none.
JJC 9.14
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…and if you’re homesick, give me your hand, and I’ll hold it.
“and if you’re homesick
give me your hand
and i’ll hold it...”
Birdy — “People Help the People”
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A Poem for Papa (教皇的一首诗)
To honor single mothers everywhere who CHOSE LIFE:
Your little one says, “Thanks, Mama.”
Happy Mother’s Day.
Love,
A single mom sans child. ❤
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My painting, ANIMA SOLA, was published. Woot!
Stumbled upon this quite by accident online tonight while sipping hot cocoa. What a lovely surprise! Thank you, #GALLERYNDX. Much appreciated. I am honored and humbled that you shared my oil painting, ANIMA SOLA, with the art world.
http://paper.li/GALLERYNDX/1348557312
QUEEN SIZE. 1998. Prismacolor and ballpoint on paper. 6×9.
Scribbled this one while hiding in the ladies’ room from 500 attendees at my first exhibition, “WAKING/DREAMING” in 1998, at SIDEWALK CAFE in NYC’s East Village.
I’m kind of reclusive, lol.
An anti-social social butterfly. 😉