I am part Native American, a very small part, on my mothers side. Her natural mother was a half blood,it was called. She wasn't beautiful, and she wasn't a great woman, she ended up losing all of her children adopted out by the state. My mother and my Aunt Gladys were adopted by the Kuenzis who I knew as grandparents. I heard the storys of Indians, and what we as a country did to them as a people, and I am a soft soul. My heart broke for that part of me that was Indian too. I try to honor them, with good thoughts and blessings and I love to draw those who have caught my eye.
For now it's Flowers. Someday I will paint how I feel. I want to be an artist who portrays a story of emotion. I want to move someone. I tried years ago, but had little if any skill at rendering anything looking real. So now it seems I run out of time , I am a new grandmother, don't get me wrong I am thrilled to be one, but I pay a cost , a yearning to learn skills before I am too old or sick. I have little time to do what I really want to for myself.
My sister lives in Mississippi, down by the gulf. I have only seen her 3 times in our adult hood. It takes 16 to 21 hours to drive. Takes a full 24 hours on a train, then to get a ride from someone in her family (if a car is running) My sister is very poor, however she is rich in the adoptive family she has. My mother took her away when she was 9 and I was 19. My mother has been in Louisiana Correctional Institute for Women since 1982 .Murder 2, mandatory life and she sure as hell deserves it. My mother left me when I was 8, left with Vicky's father. One of many who did not work out.
I love my sister, she is the only family I have and this is a painting of everything, I collected during my last trip to Mississippi, just one year after the hurricane , Katrina, blew the gulf away. I miss my Vicky Anne Necaise.
Can one learn to paint well with little or no training? When does appreciation and passion take over when skills are mediocre. These are questions I ask myself all the time. I really struggle with painting, what I want to paint and end up painting are very different. Time will tell. Can a novice cross that bridge into greatness? I am not sure, but I keep plugging away.