Talk about eclectic (i.e. "kitchen sink" theory of art).  Here's horse name signs Mommy just finished.  There's the calligraphy, I guess you'd call it, in the horse's colors; a little bit of fluid art  for spice; then a matching macramé cord to it hang by. 

I mean, how am I supposed to review this?  What category?  Why style?  What medium?  Mixed up, if you ask me.

But the plaque does have it's charm:  Personalized with the horse's name and colors; color coordinated hanger (a good way to get the macramé in and throw me off); and a surprise feather to score some points with me.  The real life rough sawn fence board stained in black just takes the cake.  I have one question.  Why hasn't she made barn plagues for our horses, huh?  Or for ME, come to think of it?  The cobblers children have no shoes, etc., etc.

​What should I give this?  Stars wise.

I'm taking over from my dear blogging brother, Barney (a.k.a. "Digger", 'cause that's what he did). My assignment: revue her art creations, which she described to me as "eclectic".  After checking Webster's, I think that means she can't make up her mind what the heck she wants to do.

But after my recent speedy online degree in Fine Arts, I'm sure I can steer her career in the right direction.  I mean, come on!  She goes from traditional and realistic portraiture, to abstract fluid art, to macramé, to handmade jewelry, for heaven's sake.  She has got to FOCUS!