artistic inspirations
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clueless illustrated poem
This weekend I caught up on the news – and this poem and illustration came to me: The Little Brat By Sue Clancy Clueless Jack Horner stood in a corner eating a stolen pie saying “Oh what a good boy am I!” His classmates had cried. His teacher had sighed. But Jack, little Jack, didn’t…
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candy can
Dr. Bob Hoke had a little musical ditty he’d sing during our visits*: “Oh the candy man is made out of tin / It’s just the kind of world we’re in / so begin, begin, begin…”. I took this to mean that we don’t have to wait for “perfect” conditions to exist before we begin…
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writing about art
There was a time when I felt that writing words-in-a-row about visual art was rather like using lemon juice to describe honey. But somewhere along the way I realized that being a professional artist out in the “real world” meant I didn’t have to write as if I were in an academic university. That was…
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from my kitchen sketchbook
It’s been hot and I’ve been busy – so my cooking activities have been of the quick-fix-no-stove sort. To catch you up here’s the last kitchen sketchbook post: https://sueclancy.wordpress.com/from-my-kitchen-sketchbook/ And here are some recent recipe gouache and ink sketches from my kitchen sketchbook (BTW: when we ran out of fresh strawberries I substituted frozen blueberries in…
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Junes treasures
Okay so I know it’s July but I just finished this painting inspired by all of the strawberries, shortcake and whipped cream I enjoyed during June.
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cats book progress
I do better now, writing words-in-a-row, than I did once upon a time. Reading text has never been a problem for me – but speaking, and writing. Whew! Lets just say good speech therapists, theatre-acting coaches and writing class instructors are worth their weights in all the precious things in the world combined. As a…
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coffee and conversations with friends
I’ve been thinking of how essential friendly conversations are – and remembering a story Dr. Bob Hoke* once told. It went like this. Once upon a time there was a king who was very busy from morning until evening chairing meetings and making decisions. When the king went home in the evening he wanted perfect…
