Even Happy Girls Cry I've spent most of my life, especially the past couple of years, thinking that crying was a sign of weakness. This painting addresses my healthier inquiry of displaying emotion. Even happy girls cry. Crying isn't just sadness or pain. Crying is when the heart overflows. That's a beautiful thing. I keep being surprised at the colors that I keep painting. I don't plan it, I just do it. They are happy bright colors.
This is a shout out to Laura Mayer in Ephrata, Washington. Through hard work she living a dream life. Lala (as she is called at our house) had talked about opening up a gallery/studio/shop where she could do her art work, teach and sell. She's done it. It's called The Art Garden and it's going very well I hear. Her life sounds like a romantic movie. Above is a pciture of one of my very favorite things in my house. I have told my children that if the house starts of fire to grab the sculpture first. Lala is a very talented artist and I'm glad that she shares what she does.