Write like no one will read it...

Where is this artistic journey taking me? I don't know. I almost don't care.

My thinking about being and artist is changing on a daily basis.

Early on, all my art was intended to please a prospective buyer. But after years of design clients, and deadlines and lukewarm receptions, I decided that me...me. I'm the one to please.

It's not a really narcissistic thing. After all, if an artist is always chasing the tastes and preferences of the masses then he or she is not able to figure out his or her own voice.

That's the main reason I decided to tackle the goal of 99 paintings in one year. I found out what I love. I love to play with simple crude strokes and color. I like the way a dash of poodle skirt pink changes everything about a painting. Even if the stroke is one inch long on a huge canvas. This mesmerizes me.

There are plenty of artists out there who can do everything better than me... But they can't use my brain or hand to make a damn thing. Only I can put this paint right there...because it is right and I want to.

I will keep doing the figure paintings but I am starting to get bored... I know there had been lots of positive response to my faceless knock-offs of Lisa Golightly.

But I honestly, I prefer abstract, because it has no rules.

So I'll design you a logo in Illustrator. I'll paint an impressionistic portrait of your dog... Only to buy my next round of paints...so I can play...my way.