Jeannie Azzopardi
Artist…and stuff.
Although she has a plethora of educational degrees on her study wall (seriously), her first love has always been art…written, drawn, painted, and created.
Jeannie’s artwork is playful, whimsical, and usually musical. It stems from a lifelong love of old school jazz and blues. As a child she used pen and ink as her medium but, when confronted with a particularly nasty hunk of her life, she took upa brush and began painting.
It began with a diagnoses and consequent sacrifice of her right breast (which is why she lists a bit to the left). Her sojourn continued on the heels of her eighth and final surgery with the death of three close family members inside of two months and the betrayal of her (insert profanity here) boyfriend.
Her paintings reflect a will to survive…but more, a will to be the woman she has nurtured and tentatively loved; the one with the wild, wicked wit; the one who paints with well thought-out abandon.
You’ll find that abandon in her water colors and the acrylics she paints of her favorite musical artists, as well as the three dimensional art pieces she creates with vinyl records.
Her greatest creation, she says, are her children (and grandson). They are all intelligent and compassionate and have a deep love of each other and their mother. Traits they inherited, thankfully, from their father.
An experienced cook and pastry chef, she treats her friends to different ethnic and regional Sunday Suppers when she’s not slapping paint around.Cancer free and without cleavage, she savors life and remains content to have an attractive cleave.
"My mission in life is not merely to survive, but to thrive; and to do so with some passion, some compassion, some humor, and some style." -Maya Angelou
