Red

It's my favorite color.  I love how much it can represent: love, death, passion, hatred, fire, rage, heat, blood, lipstick.  Alright, so I know there are other shades of lipstick but who are we kidding?  Red is simply the best and I look good in it. 

I fell in love with the versatility of red, it's ability to melt into flesh tones and spark on the canvas of an abstract painting.  Perhaps I was entranced after my affair with blue fizzled out.  Blue was my favorite color from second grade (a very conscious decision that as a girl I did not like pink) until the end of high school when I came to the realization that blue had been replaced.  It was like waking up to realize you are in love.  So here is one of many of my love letters to that jewel of a color.  It's about a year old.  I need to paint more often and more importantly, like this again.

I suppose I'll begin here...

This is a blog.  This is a blog by myself, Marielle Morris.  This is a blog about myself, Marielle Morris, and how I do art things.  Yes, art things can be a term.  You know what, I'm a painter and I'm decent at math;  the English language still alludes me.  I do hope to interest you later but this is all that formal "getting to know you" stuff that you can pretty much tune out.  I won't be offended if you forget this, just remember the more important stuff later on.  This is going to be a place where I will talk about art (mainly artwork of my own as a shameless plug), and also a place to talk about life because life is sort of art and this sentence is nowhere near deep.  So here it is:  all my grammatical errors, my insecurities, and my pretty decent art.  And yeah, I'm really not sure how this* is done.

* This being art, life, but mainly blogging.