Tuesday, April 28, 2009
Saturday, April 25, 2009
I love it when others have shown pictures of their home and favorite things so I thought that I would also share some of my favorite spots and cherished items.
This is a quilt I made several years ago because I love dragonflies.
Did you know dragonflies live as a larvae on the sides of ponds and waterholes for most of their lives and only birth into a dragonfly for the last part of their lives? I love the idea that they are the most beautiful and active for the last part of their lives. Actually, they just fly around eating and having sex, never harming anyone but a few mosquitoes. Of course, their colors amaze me and they never give you long glances- you must catch their beauty quickly. It is for all those reasons I have made this guilt and placed it above my favorite little Amish bench.
(is anyone else having trouble with blogger? all my pictures posted in code and my headings are all gone on my preview which makes it difficult to create a new post?)
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
cosmetics are easier to buy. Yves Saint Laurent
Another mixed-media piece in my journal just letting myself play and not being too hard on myself. If I only showed you my very best stuff, I wouldn't show up to this page very often. I wish I could tell you everyday I create something absolutely pleasing to my eye, but the reality in my journal is that most pages are chalked up to just more practice.
With the economy slowed and drought in this area, and lots of people going through serious problems such as struggling marriages and health issues, either related to the first circumstances or not - it makes for real challenge to stay optimistic, vibrant, and passionate about the day and about life in general.
I find that I'm digging deeper in the things of which I spend time and money. That includes my faith, the people I have relationship, the poor and disenchanted, with the things I read, with my work, and with the meager, but entertaining talents that God has given me. All these things matter to this day and this moment, even when the news tells me the future looks shaky. These things ground me. And you?
Friday, April 17, 2009
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
This was the small little mixed media piece I did in my journal of the red pears (just in case you're a non-fruit person like non-Sweet Farmer :) who had never seen a red pear) that preceded this strange piece I showed you in the earlier post. Only those with great imaginations could see how I got from these pears to those Egon faces. I regretted that I did this piece in my journal after I spent way too much time on it to be tucked away in my journal library in days to come but I never would have attempted the Egon piece without it- and I really like that little canvas. I really like this too but I've seen a million of this type of thing and I like the unusual I must admit. I want my art to reflect my unusual truth and my passion and energy - and to do that I have to step out of even my not-so-comfort zones and let my imagination play. I tell you it's spooking Sweet Farmer a little bit because he's more comfortable with the familiar. You should have seen him when I talked him into staying at some bed and breakfasts' instead of nice motels when we took our last trip. He got very nervous. But then after I got him there and into the experience, he loved it. Things must grow on him. Like a fungus. I know the fact that he loves me means he enjoys a little unpredictability now and then - or .........I'm his favorite fungus.
Saturday, April 11, 2009
Odd Chick lays some eggs.
Do I wake up in a different world everyday or what? Blame this on Egon Schiele - or my daughter, I blame all my weird stuff on her. She encourages it.
This is a mixed-media piece done on gallery canvas with watercolor wax pastel crayons and gesso.
Sweet Farmer didn't like some beautiful little pears I painted in the same composition (he said he had never seen a purplish pear), so I think this was my revenge piece. Boy, was it sweet!
Friday, April 10, 2009
I'm going to stop in the middle of my stories about my journey with hubby up north to wish you all a happy holiday and for those who celebrate Easter, I hope you enjoy the celebration of the rising of Someone who actually changed the world and gave everyone a chance to know the true and living God, and now death has no victory over those who seek Him.
This is one of my depictions of Easter. She's the lovely, sweet, fresh, and pure older sister that represents traditional Easter.
So I copied her and then painted over her to show you another of my visions of Easter - the wild sister, unraveled and let loose to dance in freedom and celebration of re-birth, abundant life, and new creations.
Thursday, April 9, 2009
Blogger says no more pictures tonight so I'll tell you about Bowen tomorrow.
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
You can imagine that I saw beautiful skies and awesome landscapes and had a little time to sketch and paint in my journal.
Friday, April 3, 2009
"Inside myself is a place where I live all alone and that's where you renew your springs that never dry up". - Pearl Buck
I haven't been very creative lately- too much going on. But endless creations sit there inside my mind and simmer on the back burner. This little digitally enhanced picture began as a desperate sketch in my journal on a crowded lap table in an airplane - dipping my travel brush in a plastic cup of water that was traded out for my own need to drink in that thirsty environment. I was more thirsty for my mind to spill a new creation, for wet paint and juicy surprises from my hand to the paper. Something had to be made that day-it didn't matter about quality or substance. It didn't matter about success or failure. All that mattered was: I must create. Do you ever get that incredible urge - that overcomes your need to eat, drink, or even take time to go to the bathroom? I simply couldn't let another hour pass without visiting in my journal- the place where I live all alone and renew that spring in me. And it was a good trade - my water for a watercolor experience. Somehow, in the end, I was even more satisfied......at least until I get thirsty to create again.