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Friends
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This page is devoted to my friends. Beautiful Nancy is an eloquent raconteur and talented painter. Her aunt was my mom's best friend. Gypsy and John. Longtime (50 years) friends. Birders who love to travel. Joan and Don. Longtime (48 years) friends. Really great people! AKA JB Stillwater. Author, poet, and publisher. Dean and Roy Willis. Roy was a pioneer in the civil rights movement. He was largely responsible for the integration of the Harvard Business School of which he is a graduate.
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Painting Little Man: The Red Curtain
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Artist blog by Nancy Wait. Monday, October 19, 2009. Twenty-two years ago this month, October, 1987, I was visiting London. A few days after my arrival, my mother had a stroke and was brain dead. She was sixty-two and had been perfectly healthy. Yet I had had a premonition before leaving the country that I might never see her again, and had called her from Newark Airport just to say good-bye again. It was still a dozen years before I began writing a memoir. And for the longest time the title was A Ma...
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Painting Little Man: January 2009
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Artist blog by Nancy Wait. Thursday, January 8, 2009. What have you been through? Where a tourist from one of the cruise ships spotted him in an outdoor market in Caracas? He stood out among the painted bowls, silver vases and copper trinkets, and was taken to Miami, where he was sold in a flea market. That much I knew was true. He held his hands out to me. A sweet, supplicating gesture. I clipped a large sheet of good Italian paper to my drawing board and gathered some pencils and my kneading eraser.
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Painting Little Man: 2. Little Man Speaks
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Artist blog by Nancy Wait. Thursday, September 17, 2009. 2 Little Man Speaks. I think I’ve always painted stories. And the sun looked out at the viewer and winked. Pictures have always spoken to me, taking me inside them, making me part of their world. I’m sure this is why I have no interest in much of abstract art other than an appreciation for form and color. I enjoy statements as much as the next person I suppose, but I soon move on. To take me somewhere. I want to experience the life of a painting.
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Painting Little Man: October 2009
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Artist blog by Nancy Wait. Monday, October 19, 2009. Twenty-two years ago this month, October, 1987, I was visiting London. A few days after my arrival, my mother had a stroke and was brain dead. She was sixty-two and had been perfectly healthy. Yet I had had a premonition before leaving the country that I might never see her again, and had called her from Newark Airport just to say good-bye again. It was still a dozen years before I began writing a memoir. And for the longest time the title was A Ma...
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Painting Little Man: 1. Arrival
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Artist blog by Nancy Wait. Thursday, January 8, 2009. What have you been through? Where a tourist from one of the cruise ships spotted him in an outdoor market in Caracas? He stood out among the painted bowls, silver vases and copper trinkets, and was taken to Miami, where he was sold in a flea market. That much I knew was true. He held his hands out to me. A sweet, supplicating gesture. I clipped a large sheet of good Italian paper to my drawing board and gathered some pencils and my kneading eraser.
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Painting Little Man: September 2009
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Artist blog by Nancy Wait. Wednesday, September 30, 2009. Before Little Man, there was just a lonely man / woman - lost between dimensions. Somehow though, the life of Little Man and his Story, have enabled me to move beyond myself. Beyond my own conceptions of what I am capable of. Once the humanness disappears, I get lost. Thursday, September 24, 2009. The Journey of Little Man. I created this video slide show from the 14 paintings and 1 drawing I did of Little Man in 2008. Thursday, September 17, 2009.
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Painting Little Man: Before Little Man, there was just a lonely man / woman -- lost between dimensions
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Artist blog by Nancy Wait. Wednesday, September 30, 2009. Before Little Man, there was just a lonely man / woman - lost between dimensions. Somehow though, the life of Little Man and his Story, have enabled me to move beyond myself. Beyond my own conceptions of what I am capable of. Once the humanness disappears, I get lost. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Detail from #2 of series by Nancy Wait 2008. My Blog Talk Radio Show: artists and ascension. Nanineko on the GoldRing. The Alchemy of Memoir.
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Links | Meet Bigme, and Bigyou too!
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Meet Bigme, and Bigyou too! Words from Bigme, to help you find Bigyou. Artists And Ascension on BlogtalkRadio. 8211; Tuesday nights from 10pm GMT, Nancy Wait and myself get together to discuss art, music, writing and anything that takes our fancy really, what it means to be an artist in this time of cultural change and social upheaval and how we use these strange times to empower and affect our own artistic practices. The site Artists-and-ascension.com. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here.
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Painting Little Man: He Came Back
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Artist blog by Nancy Wait. Tuesday, October 6, 2009. Wrapped like a mummy. Wrapped like the Tower of Pisa. Wrapped like a giant bar of precious chocolate. Because I asked. I asked to borrow him again. I wanted to take more pictures. I wanted to see his face again. I didn’t know I would paint him again. I don’t remember if I was even planning to paint him again. I had no ideas for new paintings. But now he is back. He seems full of expectancy. Or is that me? Never mind. He is here. Detail from #2 of serie...
