Wednesday, October 27, 2010

For Today - A Poem

by e e cummings  One of my favorite poets. His poems charmed me when I was younger in particular because he wrote and published  in all lower case letters. I had never thought of writing like that. Was it allowed? Would I be breaking rules that should not be broken? Who would tell on me? Was I a bad writer? A worse poet?

Tuesday, October 26, 2010

Deeply Personal

Sometimes as I watch television into the late hours of the night, I randomly write thoughts in my sketchbook. This time I was thinking of my life in blocks of words. This is what that random association ended up saying. 

Thankfulness is not spelled correctly. I know that but I like the way double L's appear together. I am calling it artistic license. 

Saturday, October 23, 2010

The shop has new display windows featuring a Halloween theme. I used some of my unpainted concrete crows and new jewelry with some of the best lampwork beads I've ever used from Cave Dweller. The colors are saturated with shades of fall, making autumn seem very fashionable.

One perfect apple survived neglect, deer, insects, boys playing football, bikes, dogs and wind to be picked from the tree yesterday! This summer, I decided the deer could eat the apples and boy, did they ever indulge!

Friday, October 22, 2010

From Haiti

Sacred Heart
I love folk art from countries around the world. I think I may have said that before in this blog but today, after hearing of the cholera outbreak in Haiti ( I mean what else can be heaped upon that country ? ) I am posting a picture of one of the Milagro hearts handmade of old oil drums. I am reminding myself and perhaps you that we need to love each other and take care of each other. The world can be a cold, hard place and love needs to grow in our hearts and spread out to each and all others.

Thursday, October 21, 2010

Artist Trading Cards

These are artist trading cards, all done to a very small size. It is as difficult to design small pictures as it is to do larger ones. I like to travel with these cards and work on them in hotel rooms and at shows. In the 1980's and 90's, I did postcard artwork that was sent all over the world and became part of artist postcard shows and exhibits. Now, I am enamored of this little world that these cards provoke.
Overview of the cards against the old wood on the
studio deck. I love the contrast between
paper, paint and silvered wood.

This card reminds me that I need to make most of these designs into charms!


Angels

This is my favorite. Birds, of course.


Angels amid sunflowers.
These cards were all done at the bead show this past weekend. I had far too much time on my hands on Sunday! Have a great day - I am off to my yarn sale at Diva!

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

A Beautiful Day

A beautiful fall day greets me this morning. I have already had an early morning walk with Daisy and Regina and managed to snap these pictures at a foreclosed home in my neighborhood. The house looks lonely, neglected and sad but still among all the overgrowth in the yard and weeds are these little bits of beauty and color. 
Wild Roses - beauty still blooms on a foreclosed home

Red leaves that stood out in a sea of green
The weather is getting ready for a change, already a breeze is blowing in, heralding the coming of rain and gray days. Best to enjoy this day while it is here.


This last picture is the most special one to me. Jake went up to our mailbox, which is in a whole line of mailboxes along our country road and drew symbols on it that he just knew I would like. Hearts and spirals, markings both ancient and new that I consider my personal totems. I just thought it was the sweetest thing!





Tomorrow or even later today, I will post pictures of all the drawing I have been doing lately. Lots of inspiration for bigger paintings and charm designs, too!

Monday, October 18, 2010

Sunrise

sunrise october 18th
Jacob woke me up early this morning and said, " come quick, you have to see the sunrise! " This is what we saw, taken in the order they appear here. Isn't this beautiful and didn't I raise a wonderful son who would wake and share this with me?


Gradually, the color faded and the pink whispered to the sky, " let me go " and just like that all the colors but blue were gone.