by Dawn Patel | Sep 22, 2014 | artists process, bakery, being present, blue sky bakery, chicago, creative process, dawn patel art, free art friday, friends, my dog sighs, painted rocks, scones, seredipity, trompe l'oeil, vertical gallery
Ceci n’est pas une Scone I have to start with this… if you want to make a stone scone, the first thing that has to happen is that the universe has to align to bring you a perfectly formed rock in the shape of a scone. I guess you can go looking, but in my...
by Dawn Patel | Sep 18, 2014 | age, animals, art, art on instagram, belonging, dreams, fantasy, fun, grandchildren, instagram, laughter, life, love, monkeys, nature, old ladies, wisdom, wishes
When I was younger I wished to be appreciated, for belonging and acceptance, and to be a famous artist.I also wanted an ark of my very own, including a tiger, a soft-shelled turtle, every breed of dog in my very dog-eared copy of “Man’s Best Friend”...
by Dawn Patel | Sep 17, 2014 | art, art for sale, birth, etsy, healing arts, love, love stones, maternity, motherhood, original art, painted rocks, painted stones, romance, wings of love
What is it good for?Absolutely Everything!https://www.etsy.com/listing/203470067/the-wings-of-love-original-painting-on-a?ref=shop_home_active_24
by Dawn Patel | Sep 16, 2014 | art, baggage, blogging, culture, feminism, freedom, identity, masks, mermaids, mid-life, odyssey, paintings, sirens, society, women, women and age
It’s been so long since I’ve last written a blog post, I was beginning to doubt the future of this venture. I’ve been busy living life, and with all the activity and changes that this summer brought to my life, blogging was not on my mind....
by Dawn Patel | Jul 28, 2014 | art, artists process, artists studio, being present, Brilliant Stranger, change, commissioned art, creative process, dawn patel, dawn patel art, Door County, goals, mystery stones, planning
Like so many of us, I’ve been thinking a lot these days about Presence. That in itself seems to be a contradiction. We cannot be present in the moment and lost in thought. But here I am, day after day, contemplating the nature of my mind, it’s...
