"Every child is an artist.

The problem is how to remain an artist
when he grows up."

-Pablo Picasso

Did you ever notice how everyone refers to artistic creations as "work"? The very word makes me think of Maynard G. Krebs screaming "Work! Work!" (Oh, I am dating myself.) Or, it brings up the image of a passionate and overtired artist hovering over her canvas in the wee hours of the morning. And, yes, I have heard of artists working all night, or days at a time without a break.

I don't create like that. To me, oil painting is like play. In fact, the clothing I reserve only for painting I call my "play clothes" ... colorful t-shirts and cotton pants in psychodelic prints. Nothing I would wear in public, but dressing in such colorful comfort puts me in the mood.
So, every morning I put on my play clothes and pick out a disc to play from my husband's collection of over 700 CD's. Squeeze those luscious blobs of color onto the palette. Pick up one of my favorite brushes. And, GO!

I wonder if anyone would anyone take me seriously if I called my paintings "artplays" instead of "artworks"?

Peanut Butter Sandwich
oil on canvas
40 x 30 x 1.5

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