There are two types of people in this world: Gypsy and Gadge. Which one am I? Neither. I'm a writer.

Paint right into the darkness. While painting in these conditions the mind shifts gears, engaging the unconscious. Unique 'insights' happen in the dark.

So worried was I that people would see through the painting into my soul - and guess at secret Alison stuff - that I scraped the paint off the canvas. It was too risky to expose what everyone hides...And yet isn't that the job of the artist? Next step is to take the risk - to work more deeply. To expose that which cannot be expressed any other way. That is art. Scary and exciting.

Interlude with sunshine. Hello monday mein lazy freund.

I didn't get to be this smart by not being stupid

There are two types of people in this world: Gypsy and Gadge. Which one am I? Neither. I'm a writer.

Writing without words? Its not easy, I tell you! I stab the pen into my heart and let the blood flow. No more ink, no more words, no more b.s. Just me.