Hello Patricia!! It was great talking to you about your paintings as "Dale". KC loves your art as well. If you ever want to discuss more, contact us at ib.rex@hotmail.com

I want to thank everyone that visits my site, and everyone who has purchased a painting. Being a dialysis patient is difficult. One looks on the machine as a lifeline as well as a choke chain. I spend 25 hours a week on my machine, as long as a part-time job. So, I made it my part-time job. The people at Davita indulged my desire to paint while on the machine. As a matter of fact, they encourage me to do so, and they look the other way when I accidently drag the tubing through the paint, or if there is a spot of magenta on the television. I'm almost finished with another painting. Volleyball season has put me behind my work. I should paint something volleyball-ish as I spend a good deal of each week either transporting my children to a game or watching a game. My girls are affectionately known as "Thing One and Thing Two" due to there uncanny skill of leaving a trail of discarded clothing or objects everywhere they go. We never worry about them getting lost.

Robert was an amazing painter, and I can almost see how you could make the comparison. Thank you so much. You honor me with his name.

I love this painting - it reminds me of Robert Bechtle

Hello Ms. Sewell, and thank you for your comment. The patches on the door were spackling, and the rest of the house was falling apart, and we'll never know why the door was locked from the outside. I can only conjecture that he/she turned around, locked the door, and walked away hoping they could come back to it some day.

Years ago there was a photographic poster made of doors in the Kansas City area. I just loved it - the colors, textures, sizes, places I knew. Your blue door suits me. I read, maybe here, that doors can symbolize change, beginnings or endings and I like how it makes me feel, maybe art reflecting life? Its locked on the outside and that's intriguing! The colors are more vivid in the print that the image in the I see here and it looks to be fall with the long shadows, the bare tree and the dried leaves on the ground -- a comforting time when everything slows and hopefully everyone gathers together again in this rugged and homey place. I don't know what the two white patches on the door are and what the material is. I used a dark 11" x 14" frame with double olive green mats. I'm very pleased.

Okay, I'm going to try blogging again. I'm new to this and am still learning to be politically correct. I am waiting for a painting to be approved for exhibition. Natasha is never, ever without her camera. She held out her hand and the butterfly landed on it. In her other hand the ever present camera went into action and she snapped a photo. There was another butterfly on a nearby bush and it reminded me of that old adage. Hence the title, The One in The Hand."