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Wednesday, February 13, 2019

Brushes

I bet you didn’t know that today is TINY BRUSH DAY! What that means is I’m almost done with another painting! :). It’s a commission so I can’t show you yet, but it’s coming! Yay! I love the sense of accomplishment when a painting is finished.

Saturday, April 14, 2018

My Art Studio and Paintbrushes

Today is National Honor Your Brushes Day. Or at least statewide. Or maybe Houston-wide. All right, all right, it’s The Johnson Household Honor Your Brushes Day! Yippee! Love these three; they’re Fleur brushes handmade in Italy. Best paint-holding brushes I have ever owned. They soak it up and hold it. My biggest one (not pictured) even has a center reservoir.

Thursday, April 12, 2018

Paintbrushes in My Studio

I own a lot of brushes. So why is it that I always seem to prefer these goofy self-shaped brushes to all those others sitting in my studio having mini brush conventions? I can’t answer that question. I guess what I really should do is go into the custom brush business, huh?

Come one, come all. Bring me your brushes! I will customize them for you, tailoring them perfectly to your needs. riiiight...

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Turkish tour

Another look at those natural color-sources. I asked about cochineal, because you couldn't just have that on a shelf, and yes, their deep reds are cochineal. It's a South American insect that is a parasite to the prickly pear. Owners deposit them into their fields, and blow them off and collect them once they're big. Then they crush their fat, bloody bodies for a nice, natural, red dye. I'm so happy to report that the rug we purchased has cochineal in it. I'm also happy to report that it's likely in your lipstick and blush, ladies, and if you drink cherry coke - it's in there, too! :)

'My' Chair

At our theatre the other night we had an orchestra meeting after I taught my sets class. After about a half hour, someone pulled me out of the meeting for a few minutes. When I came back, everyone in the room was laughing and pointing to the nice, uh, black leather chair. I had paint on the back of my shirt, and it permanently smeared all over the leather! The last time I went in the office, I noticed that someone had taped up the sign you see here. One way to lay claim to something! Well, it's not the first time, let's see, there's my driveway with many colors of paint, our carpet with Peter Pan green footprints, my car with yellow paint on the seat, my gloves, half of my clothes. It seems like everyone likes my painted clothes, kind of like already-broken-in-jeans. Maybe I should start a clothing line!