“Go Together” 8×8, oil on canvas
“If you want to go fast, go alone, if you want to go far, go together”.-African Proverb
Another bouquet, another day to reflect on what it means to be part of a community. The group of artists creating with me this month (in all the various forms, not just painting) have made my studio time more joyful, more exciting, more connected.
I’m eager to share some of their work with you at the gallery party on February 3. The show is officially international with one of the group’s Canadian artists already having sent her piece (and it’s a great one). In addition to visual art, we will also showcase our poets and musician.
But in my excitement, I’m getting ahead. There’s still 6 whole days of painting left. So just like I did on day one, I’m going to keep taking it one day at a time.
After several emails, I’ve decided to change things up. I want to offer my 31 paintings this month to my emails subscribers first. So many of you have asked about certain paintings but are not local and cannot make it to our celebration on February 3. I’m working to give my email list first dibs on all 31 on February 1st. Make sure you’re on the list here.
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Written by Denise Hopkins
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