I was born in Delhi, Louisiana, but grew up in Natchez, Mississippi. I grew up there, and married there. When my husband died in 1991, I raised my children there. Now that they are grown and gone, I can focus on me. I'm a painter in Louisiana. Yes, I have a full time job, but painting is my passion. It is so humbling to have someone look at my art and appreciate it for the feeling that went into creating it. My painting is a journey that I am always on, and there is no limit to where it can take me.
Order Up, Rain
Order Up, Rain
Painting
Well, I FINALLY was able to finish the painting I named "Order Up, Rain". This being totally due to the fact that I was sick and off work. So I had nothing else to do. Well, I didn't have the energy to do anything else but sit in my studio, let me be totally honest, here. This painting came about from reading the blog of a friend, Jack LaFountain. He is a writer, who's blog I follow. With his permission, I've pasted his blog post from that day so that you can read it for yourself. It's as follows:
Monday, September 3, 2012
The Hopi Project
How do you change the world? One person at a time. There are many Hopi people here
on the reservation without running water, inside toilets, and electricity. It is
easy to look around and be discouraged. It’s easy to see why alcoholism,
depression and suicide are rampant. The size of the want is overwhelming. It is
easy to shake your head and pass by on the other side. Inability to help all
must not prevent helping one.
The Hopi Project is an effort to provide a single Hopi family with a roof and
running water. The ultimate expectation is for a new or used single wide mobile
home. It is not about solving everyone’s problems. It is not even about helping
everyone. It is about helping one. It is done in hope that one will become two
and two become four. The Naha family did not ask us for help. They hoped and
prayed for something better. God heard and sent an answer; just as He did when
reclaiming them from alcoholism, drugs and violence. God spiritually and
emotionally lifted them. God has broken the cycle of chains on the next
generation. Now, we hope to add some physical comfort.
True----God could give this family a home that doesn’t leak and has indoor plumbing without our help. God can do anything. God has chosen to invite you and me to share in
the working of a blessing.
Why should we care? What’s in it for you and me? Nothing less than divine
adoption.
“ And as ye would that men should do to you, do ye also to them likewise. For if
ye love them which love you, what thank have ye? If ye do good to them which do
good to you, what thank have ye? And if ye lend to them of whom ye hope to
receive, what thank have ye? ...do good, and lend, hoping for nothing again; and
your reward shall be great, and ye shall be the children of the
Highest...”
You can help. You can donate to the project on Blogger or on my website www.jacklafountain.com
. You may give a tax deductible donation by sending your help through the Altus
Church of God (900 S. Park, Altus, Ok).
“Be ye therefore merciful, as your Father also is merciful. Give, and it shall be
given unto you; good measure, pressed down, and shaken together, and running
over, shall men give into your bosom. For with the same measure that ye mete
withal it shall be measured to you again.”
So, that was Jack's Blog that day....very moving, don't you think? So that got me thinking. I can help this family. So I ask Jack for some reference photos and this painting is the result. It's 18x24 oil on stretched canvas. I think it turned out GREAT! These are actually Rain Dancers. They use their rattles to call down the rain. That was the idea behind the storm coming in the back ground. They reside in Keams Canyan Arizona so I knew it had to be desert like surroundings. The water I added as a really cool effect of their "Rain Calling" ability. I mean, they're in the desert, after all.
Home for the 4th
Home for the 4th
Painting
I had the chance to go home for the 4th of July holiday. YaY! Mom's other child, Ethel, was able to join us for the family get together. She is one spoiled bird. In this painting, she is waiting on dinner to be served. She loves the service here. My mom's husband, PaP, started feeding her years ago and now that he is gone, mom has continued to feed this feathered child of hers. She will come in for family functions and when she's had enough, she flies away to her home. Wherever that is.