There came a point in Dale's life when she had to choose one creative pursuit over the other, realizing if she kept both writing and art equal both would suffer.  One had to become primary, the other secondary, but how to choose?  Both were lifelong pursuits; both were fun and rewarding.

 

 

 

The painting was at least four feet tall, three feet wide.  White background, thin blue stripes cutting evenly across it.  She stood before it in wonder for it appeared nothing more than a giant sheet of notebook paper and yet it hung in a prominent museum. At that moment Dale realized she would never understand the art world and why on earth would she ever want to dedicate herself to entering a place that made so little sense?  Her total commitment to writing was born at that moment.

 

 

At this point Dale had enjoyed publication of her first story but the artist in her persisted so she decided a visit to an art museum might help her decide which effort was to be declared more important than the other. The Los Angeles County Museum of Art was the venue chosen and she moved along paintings and sculptures enjoying not only the visual impact but the feeling of being among brethren.  She noted brush strokes and perspectives in the paintings, savored the realism of the masters, and looked upon sculptures as wonders of inspiration. And then, at last, she came to the single work that answered her question as to which to choose, art or writing.

Crayon Box ‘08

(Cardboard and masking tape

 

Mr. Clown ‘07

(clay pots, wire, & scrap)

Hall Doors ‘09

(Oil on canvas)

Fuck Stamp ‘99

(paper mache)

Typist Boquet ‘08

(wood, cardboard, &scrap)

Sunflowers ‘07

(oil & canvas)

Color Book #2 ‘08

(oil & canvas board)

Color Book #1 ‘08

(oil and canvas board)