Friday, December 30, 2016

Happy New YEAR 2017

Happy New Year and Peaceful beginnings from 
Linda Biggs ART!

2016 is finally on its was out and we can all begin to celebrate the day dreams of something new. Lots of exciting changes and time to keep moving forward.

I was able to complete Indian Giver, here is a sneak peak, it is a detailed painting. 
Probably the hardest piece of Art, I have created in quite some time. 
We have just listed her prints and Giclee' Fine Art Reproductions on Etsy

The next few months we have lots going on. I am working on a cool new project with Emerson Probst, we created "Her Rainbow World" back in 2009 -
This new project will be epic!

And, I will be booking festival this year - some new ones are on the list!

See You at ~
The National Cannabis Festival In Washington, DC this April 2017
 Stay tuned on FB, Instagram, Twitter for updates.
our Blog too

Please support local artist's, crafts people, photographers, etc, the ARTS, need your help in staying alive. Walmart & Target, are bigger than we are. All, orders, from any Linda Biggs autherized website, will recieve a special gift a free print, and or note cards, because we appreciate your support, and couldn't do this without you !
PEACE ~ Linda

Friday, December 23, 2016

National Cannabis Festival - Tickets for Christmas

What a wonderful surprise, to be right there smack dab on the National Cannabis Festival Website.

It is such an honor to be part of this new nationwide movement, its like being part of history.

Doing what I do create fantasy art of my life and having the opportunity to share it here.

Visit the link over the holidays, and but your entrance passes now, and even buy some as gifts to all the special people in your life.

Christmas gifts are hard sometimes, this is a way to spread some cheer ~


Monday, December 19, 2016


“ Irony “

Its a strange time out there, in the real world, and that is the reason I have worked so hard to make a living as a Professional Artist. It is my passion and my life’s work. 

As the story goes, at least the story since 2012, yes, back to that dark day of “The Accident” 
I had no idea how that would impact my life forever. This week, I had another reminder of how it did, and will continue to make life a challenge.

The year has gone by and I have started to fill my calendar with events and shows for the 2017 year. In doing so, the start up and show fee’s, inventory, new prototypes are pretty expensive, any exhibiting artist or trade show vendor can vouch for that. We do what we do because we are passionate and know it matters.

And then, an opportunity came to me like a beacon of light, (via my email ). It came at just the right moment, a sales position at Mini Cooper of Baltimore, ( a BMW company).  I drive a Mini - Cooper, absolutely love the car, and the fact that, it is, my forth mini I knew this email was a little bit of magic.…. In my mind, I’ve been a sale person all my life, I sell my Art. I could be an outstanding  Mini Cooper Sales Person, my Blue Mini Cooper saved my life in 2012. After all, I love the cars, it saved my life, so excited at the day dream, because it is a product I believe in.

At that point, I begin the tedious on-line process of applying and preparing my resume’ you all know that drill so very well. To my surprise, they call me in for an interview the very next day, Friday Dec 16. The ball is rolling, and I am beginning to get a little excited. Thinking, Ah, I will be able to afford that wood stove this winter, and gosh a real salary with medical benefits would make such a difference. 

Interview day comes, I put on my best “grey” conservative outfit, print my resume and off I go. From the moment I entered the BMW headquarters, I knew in my gut, I had it in the bag! There is no one out there, who has the life experience of near death and saved by the product your hoping to sell. I had a heaping spoonful of confidence. The interviewer was very nice, and I knew in my heart I “nailed it”. She took me around, the showroom, Introducing me, I met the Sales Manager, etc… It was great, I left, filled with hope.

As I drove away, my cell phone rang, I pulled over to answer and chat, and it was the interviewer, welcoming me to the Sales team. I was so excited - just full out beaming.

She mentioned some details and protocol, all still sounding just fine until….
We need to order a “Drug Test”. I am still all excited, and good to go. However, at that point I mentioned, I use Cannabis Oil for Chronic Pain from the TBI, I suffered in my car accident of 2012, along with spine damage and I am technically handicapped.

SILENCE…. Yes, Silence, hesitation and “UM, let me run this thru HR  and I will call you back”
Friday comes and goes. Today, Monday, I receive the call and the info, that this is a grey area and the attorneys are not comfortable with your situation. (This is the moment, I smile a little smile to myself and know that I am stronger than the paranoid lawyers) 

We are in a time of change, I myself don't always like being one of the warriors, but at times, it seems as if I were chosen to be one. I did not choose to be in the car crash, I did not choose to be handicapped, I did not choose rehab, speech therapy etc… However, I had to go thru it, like a warrior in order to get where I am today. And because of ignorance and lack of progress I am unable to be awarded the sales position. My comment is this, In order for progress, you need a progressive thinker and be in the drivers seat. No matter what the TV commercials say, narrow minded lawyers run the show.

I do not hide who I am. I feel the system would prefer I choose to apply for disability, as that is a safer option according to lawyers in the long run. We are not people but we are numbers on their spread sheet.

Regardless, my Mini Cooper is my car of choice, just too bad I am not their choice. I will have to work harder at selling my craft, since I am the boss and I am good with using Cannabis Oil to help with unending pain, its my best and safest option. 

Saturday, December 10, 2016


NEW STASH & Jewelry Boxes on Etsy

These are Brand New gift items in FairieLand, and we will be making many more with a large variety of images. 

Finishing up "Indian Giver" and She will be 
perfect for a STASH BOX.

These will be available on line, in our Etsy Store and we are beefing up inventory so we will have plenty to choose from for  The National Cannabis Festival

Keeping you in the loop, I will post more later


Thursday, December 1, 2016

Where the image, "Dr's Orders" inspiration came from....

Where the image, "Dr's Orders" 
inspiration came from....
Marijuana—the stuff I stayed away from in high school. The stuff that looked kind of “interesting” in movies or at parties, but not something for me, not in my safe little barn in the woods. Now I hear about it all the time, marijuana, cannabis, weed—i.e.— pot. It’s moved beyond Grateful Dead shows and Colorado 4-20s and into the mainstream, rolling from state to state, except ours (Maryland)—which, don’t get me started on that yet!  I even attended a few Maryland Norml meetings in Annapolis to find out the legal agenda and ramifications.
Straight up truth, the stuff is magic, and not because it’s trendy or hip or in vogue (though that doesn’t hurt!). I love it because it heals my pain—which had started to rule my life. It helps me see my potential tomorrows. It centers me in a stressful world that often strays way too far from healthy. 
So here’s how I got to this place. Some may know that a car accident left me struggling to get up every day. Frankly, I was struggling to live. Anyone who knows about pain will tell you that the first thing you’re hit with from the doctors is a fist full of opioids. I had those things coming at me like the monkeys from the Wizard of Oz –and they were about as scary, leaving me feeling as if my life were going down a black hole.
Then some angel mentioned cannabis and it kicked off a ton of researching.  It wasn’t long before it hit me— oh my goodness!—that’s the same stuff—marijuana, weed—pot! Everything I read told me that this “good-girl, straight-laced” spirited fairie artist -- this non-smoking, non-drinking, heavily allergic, fireball who never wants anything to slow her down, should buy some weed. So, yes, that is exactly what I did!
I have to say, it took some patience and experimentation, yet it was kind of exciting. I say this because, in all seriousness, there hadn’t been a whole lot for me to be excited about for a long time. So I figured, what do I have to lose? Still choosing not to smoke, I decided the best way for me to do this thing was to just cook it up and eat it—and I did. I made this wicked “Cannabutter” which I have to tell you, floored me, like, quite literally, on the floor. 
I adjusted dosage and soon the pain became manageable. Yeah—there was a little nausea and some brain fog in the morning, and yes, the dreaded munchies. As a result, I was making fresh baked scones daily. But the pain and inflammation faded away. I was sleeping like a regular “fairie"— i.e. person. And my desire to remain a “little” fairie artist has me at the gym every day, so no worries there!
All this left me asking, why is this magical plant illegal?  Why, when there are so many people out there with chronic pain--so many desperate people who suffer, like I did, because they can’t obtain what nature offers them? 

I figured I could stay mad or I could paint those pretty green five-pointed leaves. I paint for those people looking for courage and hope. Because “Dr’s Orders”—means just that—educated doctors and educated patients are saying it’s okay and good and natural. If you believe in magic then I’m telling you, magic is out there. I take a little magic every other night before bed. I know it helps me.  Actually, from where I was heading, it may have saved my life.

In celebration of this important, piece of history, I will be sharing my art at 
The National Cannabis Festival In Washington, DC this April 2017
Please, mark your calendars, and I will share more festival dates as I confirm them.