Susan Livengood

I applied for a grant.  In doing so, the idea of women facing cancer smacked me in the face.  So whether I get the grant or not, I’ve decided to work on a series of figures titled “Hoping”.   Since recent discussions pointed out the importance of naming a work, I’m going to give each one a name, in alphabetical order.

You shouldn’t be able to feel your skeleton.

I wrote a proposal for a grant from the Henderson Arts Council.  Even if I don’t get the grant ($1000) I’m working on the figure that would be in it.  “A bald, scarred, woman is huddling in her closet.  She does not want to face her fears, sickness, and the medical mangle called “health care”.”

Bobbi’s coming home!  A week in the hospital is more than enuf for anyone.  Do you think these pix would make nice Christmas cards?

Bobbi, I wanted you to see the hardest working dog in the studio.  She’s sure that her next auction will net $700 billion dollars.  So you’re going to have to really bust your butt to keep up with her!

This is part of the Fury’s series, called “What the Hell Happened?”   She’s demanded attention off and on since last fall.   I think I’m getting her together.  The snow pix are experiments with dripped enamel underpainting.  Also, I am working on a grant proposal.  Guess it’s rude to mention it, since I’m not ready to post anything.  RASPBERRY!  So I’m rude, or disorganized.

If you’ve seen a Jackson Pollock painting in real life you’d know how seductive they are.  These are some experiments with drips.

Snow symbolizes tranquility and peace for me.  I love to hike in the snow.  Painting it is proving to be not so peaceful!

I’m trying to capture the emotion of a rock in snow.  It should be peaceful, but I keep getting all energetic and colorful.

Photographers, don’t gag, I know it’s crooked.  But seeing it in photo helps me.