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From Italy to Idaho Politics

Until recently, I have never been inclined to follow politics. I have always thought that weeding through what is truth and what is fiction in the political arena would be more than a full time…

Re-Entry

It was not easy to leave. Only the draw of my family got me on the plane. I know I will go back. This time I needed to go alone. Next time, I hope my…

No Charge

…so much to say and no charge on my MAC.  May have to resort to pen and paper! Hoping to find a better adapter in the morning and will check in from the airport.  Breathing…

Winding Down

Winding down is such sweet sorrow.  The frenzy of painting, knowing the count down was on, produced a whirl of debris on the studio floor… and some on the walls.  Eat, paint, eat, paint, eat, drink, sleep.…

Three Squared

I had a sitter coming to the studio at 11. I got the message at breakfast that she couldn’t make it. I contemplated yet another self-portrait, but I was tired of looking at myself. There…

Dates to Remember

It’s September 11th.  How long will we remember where we were on this date? A lifetime for most of us I suppose. I spent the day reading about war today.  Yesterday on the bus, I realized how…

A pro-Hitler Artist

What a day.  We traveled to Orvieto to see the art, then to Todi, mostly for cocktails.  On the way from Orvieto to Todi – I’m really not sure how it came up – but Hitler was…

Dancing Red

I stayed quiet this morning.  One of the artists suggested a critique. I knew I would be opting out.  My iPod and I were headed to the studio.  Giovanni’s was closed, and the town seemed to still be…

Black on my Palette

I want to be fabulous by now.  I want all of my hurdles to be squashed and see myself dancing into a Picasso’esk kind of moment.  I want to recognize the appropriate use of bold color in…

Three bad pieces, and clean socks

I see so many changes in my world.  Not just the way my pants fit, or the level of sag in my cheekbones, but the structure of my life.  Our kids are getting older. My husband is…