November 2025
Things are different. It took nearly 10 years for me to feel this way and honestly, there have been many, many times when I thought it would never happen. After throwing pebble after pebble after pebble after pebble, something finally shook loose. The last few months have been amazing. My painting is on Peachtree Street in the heart of Midtown. Palmetto Bluff was a dream. I crushed it at New Smyrna and now, an acceptance into the American Impressionist Society. Seeing my painting in a show with artists I’ve taken workshops and classes with? Wild. I’m still on cloud nine. My painting at the intersection of Peachtree and 13th Street No one is born with painting or drawing skills. You just have to work your tail off. Robert Greene says no one wants to hear that, but it’s true. I refuse to quit. My sights are set on specific goals I want to accomplish and I will not quit until I get them. Before Palmetto Bluff I thought November would be a month of quiet, an opportunity to rest...
