The term means a fear of empty spaces. I know this feeling well. I frequently feel compelled to fill my canvases. Periodically, I will paint out large areas to give the picture plane places to rest.
A note about my thumbs. They may appear disproportionate. I have always related to Sissy Hankshaw (Even Cowgirls Get The Blues) as I have very large thumbs. I have convincingly explained to the curious that I was born without them and doctors attached my big toes to my hands.
Working near the entrance of the Austin Children's Museum was a thing of pure joy. The kids wonder and excitement made me think of my own formative art experiences. Childhood is a time of realizing the power and magic of art. I was blessed by parents that encouraged my talents. How they found the time to recognize and support me, with seven other kids, has always left me grateful. This encouragement was reenforced by educators in elementary, jr. high, and high school. To this day I cannot type because Ms. Gerund (god bless her), at Johnston Junior High petitioned to allow me two semesters of freshman art. My birthdays were always filled with art supplies and books. I wanted to be an artist at an easel. That is what I saw in those kids eyes....mini me.
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