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Secret Galleries and the Art of Home Repairs

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We had an art show a few weeks ago
with a single attendee..
the handyman who came to repair our wall.
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He examined the paintings that surrounded him
while he worked..
and as the plaster dried
he walked around
staring at all the art.
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He spoke to us about our paintings
and shared stories of his own collection of art..
his father’s landscape paintings
which he treasured.
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As he was leaving
he thanked us for the experience
and his unexpected trip
into an art exhibit.
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This is art the way it is meant to be
not cloistered away in a sterile, white-walled gallery
but as a part of everyday life..
living in our homes
like family.
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Love and the Art of Collecting Laughter

My husband and I keep a journal next to our computer.

Whenever something makes us laugh our heads off

we write it down.

Occasionally,

we read from it

and crack up all over again..

It is our collection of laughter.

Dollhouse Paintings and the Art of Giving Your All

My sister asked me to make a painting

to hang in her dollhouse.

So I did.

With squinting eyes,

I leaned in close

and poured my soul onto that tiny canvas.

Is it a waste of time to put so much of myself

into a 2″ x 2″ square?

No.

Art is all or nothing.

Every time.

Painting and the Art of Conversation

“Like Clockwork” by Michele Bledsoe

 

When I paint

I don’t make preliminary sketches

I don’t plan anything out beforehand..

I just sit at my easel

and dream.

It is a spontaneous conversation..

an intimate, spiritual exchange

between myself and God.

 

 

Camping, Cats and the Art of Mondays

Summer is over..

and we’re back as volunteer art teachers

for a group of inner city kids.

We spent the evening as we usually do

sitting at a table

elbow to elbow

drawing pictures together.

Can’t think of a better way to spend a Monday night..

This cat looks a lot like my grandma. I must have been thinking about her while I was drawing.

 

“Molly Pitcher” by my husband, Richard.

 

Cats were a recurring theme… This one has a butterfly on her nose.

 

Portrait of the artist on the balcony of her apartment.

 

Singing in the tent, camping under the night sky.

 

 

Predestination and the Art of Call Waiting

“Under the Pillow” by Michele Bledsoe

 

No one rolls out of bed one day

and decides to be an artist..

you were meant to be one.

Even if you don’t answer the call for many years

it has always been there

inside you

waiting.

 

SEEDs for Autism and a Place to Grow

I work with young adults on the autism spectrum.

In other words, my days are spent with some of the most

fascinating, honest and creative individuals

I have ever known.

I am there to lift them up..

and encourage them to grow.

I am also their writing instructor.

In addition to a monthly newsletter,

my students create the content for their own blog

where they can share all their unique interests

and experiences with the world.

I am glad to be a part of it.

SEEDs for Autism is a vocational training program that teaches young adults on the autism spectrum a multitude of job skills focused on the arts. For more information about this life-changing program,  please visit SEEDs for Autism.