Three years old. I'm in an alley next to a dumpster, crying my heart out. I'm all alone. And I'm lost. This isn't a story I was told. This...
Notice When You’re Lost
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Courting the Muse
AKA Confessions of a Recovering Realist
Noticing: The Pump House
I can't help but notice--I have a problem. If you scroll through my camera roll, you'll find hundreds of photos of the same small building...
The Miles Behind Ease
Dog Training, Painting and the Long Road to Grace We have a tradition, Mr. Spouse and I--after dinner we walk the dogs to the mailbox, a...
Showering with the Muse
I was taking a shower the other night when the Muse decided to join me. She does that. That’s when I noticed a new creature in the tiles....
Noticing Joy
It’s a perfect, picture-postcard day. Not too cold. Not too hot. Sunny, with a few puffy clouds against a deep blue sky. And across the...
Noticing: Remember the Feeling
What Makes Good Art ? It's Not the Painting! “Good art is not what it looks like but what it does to us.” — Roy Adzak I saw a painting...
Noticing Texture
Noticing Texture: Scribbles in 3D by Susan Lobb Porter I’m unpacking groceries and go—WHOA. Stopped in my tracks by an onion with a head...
Noticing Color: A Kitchen Sink Moment
It's early morning. I’m standing at the kitchen sink filling the dog bowl with fresh water. And then—BAM! Out of nowhere the muse hits me...
When Light Wouldn’t Let Go
From Noticing to Abstract Painting So I got up the other day, walked down the hallway… and this happened...This being the photo up above....
Unfolding: Studio (and Life) in Progress
I stood in my studio today, still very much under construction. Which is to say I stood on a subfloor, surrounded by framing, with chunks...
Susan Lobb Porter
Recent Posts
Living in Layers: When the Past Shows Through
Old friends, new lives, and a Sunday spent hiking got me thinking about layers—the ones I build into my paintings and the ones that make up a life.
Permission
Taking Care of Business
Taking care of business as an artist means website disasters, cyber gremlins, new opportunities, salt water—and cake.
Putting Down Roots
Putting down roots happens quietly. Sometimes you don’t notice until the neighbors show up, the dogs become familiar, and there’s belly laughing upstairs.
It Begins With Conversation
