Lots of heat and rain means the clovers are reaching up from earth, wanting to find the sun. The lucky ones always manage to get noticed, at least by me. Evidence:
Something else that wants to get noticed....she always has to see what's going on, and is very much at home with us now. We took down the gate so Lucky has the full run of the house but she's never too far from any of us and we track her with the sound of her little green bell. I didn't think I could open my heart so swiftly and easily after Winston, but she's a charmer and has brought us so much joy.
I'm not sure if it's proper blogging etiquette to announce your own birthday. I can't recall what my practice had been prior to 2008, but I know on May 17th of that year I drew attention to it, and told the story that I share the birthdate with my sister Shannon. I made a post about us, flashing big birthday wishes for her, knowing she'd visit my blog from her hospital room. She turned 40 that year. It was her last birthday. We had forty birthdays together. And now I've had five without her. Five. When a loved one departs for heaven, you tend to mark the time by the hour, the day....then one week has gone by, then one month....you notice the date on the calender with every page you turn. The 10th. As time passes that number seems less significant. The day to honor is the day they were born. The day to celebrate is the one you were gifted by their presence on earth. And so today, the 17th, I have to call attention to my own birthday, because it was hers too.
Before 2008 my gardening experience was laughable. A few attempts of growing herbs or vegetables were pathetic. Sure, I potted flowers on the deck once...but then Graham took over and they fared much better. In July, five years ago, I planted a pink rose bush to honor Shannon. Then I planted a few more. I was chicken to cut off that first blooming rose, but learned that the more you cut, the more it grows. So now I have 21 rose bushes and that first one is 10 feet tall. I'm a rosarian. Who knew? I have an angel watching over my garden, I'm certain of it.
While I love discovering the first bloom each May, I also love looking deeper to see all the buds that are waiting to show off. So much life tucked in there. Maybe they will open up today, and wink at me, as a sign from her.
I've shown many pictures of the two of us together on this blog....here's one from the archives that you haven't seen yet. A glorious Spring afternoon, skiing in Aspen with my parents and our brother. I believe it was 1983 but I could be wrong. What I remember clearly was singing loudly on the chairlift together, and giggling. Look at the twinkling smile of hers, I bet she is thinking of that too. *blows kisses to the sky* Happy Birthday to US.
Above: two happy instructors following another wonderful weekend as we took on Far Away Places. Another enthusiastic group of artists met us in the generous studio space where we sprawled out and got messy for three full days of numerous creative projects. Some stellar work and special memories forged at our lovely venue. Oh, if we could just bottle up that energy and feed off it every day! We extend our thanks all the courageous voyagers and hope to meet you again, here or anywhere! Lynne and I had an utter blast and are already looking forward to next year, with lots of ideas for what that will entail. Stay tuned to our websites if you are interested in joining us - annoucement likely in just a few months. We need to catch our breath and soak in all the good vibes generated over these past two weekends.
Unfortunately, I never did the rounds with my camera on the first weekend, my apologies to the artists. Below are just some of the art pieces being made in the second weekend. Most students created three or more works of art - so fun to revisit the work spaces and busy hands through these photos!
Winner for the book giveaway: Diana Wilson!
Thanks to all who entered, and thanks to Julie for the generous offering.
Just back from Connecticut where Lynne and I hosted an enthusiastic and talented group of artists for the first edition of our workshop. This is the only evidence photo I have - so you'll have to believe me when I say it was an utterly delightful crew of travelers, a fantastic venue, and a very special experience to teach, learn, create, and explore together for three full days.
It was such a pleasure to meet new friends and reconnect with returning students. Thank you ladies, for a memorable weekend. It was such a treat to see each of you express yourself so beautifully with individual flare and finesse. Keep the momentum going!
We are looking forward to a repeat adventure next weekend! Plus, Lynne and I have already been conjuring up our agenda for next year! The question is: how do we top this? Ha! I'm cracking myself up because that statement might be hint for our preliminary plans. I will keep you posted as we flesh out the concept and prepare to announce the workshops for 2014.
The day is almost over, but the month has just begun. A very full schedule ahead. My lilacs are fragrant, bursting open yesterday. I found my first four leaf clover of the season. I didn't get a ding-dong and flower basket (like we did as kids on May Day) but the mailman did ring the bell to deliver a big package of merchandise with the new HIM cd!!! Mini-tour has started, I get to see them soon after a very long dry spell. Bags and bins are packed and ready for my departure tomorrow morning - to Far Away Places - a workshop with my friend Lynne. Looking forward to riding in the van with my band, not literally of course. A road trip is the perfect way to become immersed with a new album. I will report in on the weekend after I get back. The first batch of pre-orders from The Gothic Collection will go out tomorrow too. Thank you so much for the enthusiastic response. My manufacturers pulled off a fast turn around. Life is good!
The first video....
*waves, and blows kisses*
p.s. Gabriele, I got your lovely envelope, and clipping on the collection. I ordered it...should be here anyday. Thanks for thinking of me. It was a super fun thing to get in the mail. <3
I've been saying it for years....even had a ring made that says it: I'm a Lucky Girl. And now we have one! Yesterday we adopted a little female kitten. She is precious - still very shy and skittish as she gets used to our home, but she is very loving and a cuddler. We are crazy about her already. Her name is Lucky.
I didn't think I would ready for another cat this soon as we are still mourning our Winston. But one day when I was driving in the car, sobbing to myself as I was thinking about him, a black cat ran across the street and I almost hit it. Swerving over to the side of the road I said to myself, 'that was lucky'. And for some reason it felt like a sign that it was time to visit the shelters and see if we might fit with a new friends, and open our hearts and our home to another black cat. It's commonly known that black cats are the hardest to adopt out, maybe because people think they are bad luck? I've only had two cats and they are both black. I guess, like this bowl of jelly beans, the black ones get left behind. Lucky for me, I love the licorice, and I will gladly invite a black cat home. So with the help of the kind ladies of Second Chance for Animals, and the Franklin Township Animal Shelter, we brought home our girl. They think she was born sometime in March 2012, so we are claiming today as her birthday. Fits, right?
I haven't had time to mess around with graphics to create a St.Patrick's Day greeting for you, so I am pulling up the one from 2009. They say you have to make your own luck....done!
A departure from talking about loving art, to talking about the art of loving. On this calendar day when we honor and celebrate those we choose to love, I want to share our sweet boy, who gave us so much joy. It is a sorrowful time for us and I don't mean to bring down the day by sharing this, but want to ackowledge him, and that he matters. Blowing kisses to all of you, especially those who have embraced me at this time to share my grief in an attempt to divide it. Thank you. Loss is painful, but I loved loving him, and always will. I read a quote by Hilary Stantin Zunin, "The risk of love is loss, and the price for loss is grief, but the pain of grief is only a shadow when compared with the pain of never risking love." Here's to us risk-takers, who love loving both people and the creatures who enrich our lives. Happy Valentine's Day.
The current issue of Somerset Studio is on the shelves. You'll see my friend Lynne and I each swapped our regular columns to collaborate on an article: Far Away Places. It's a subject we love and we enjoyed exploring it with words and visuals for the publication, and we are co-hosting two workshops in Connecticut this May on the same theme. It's going to be a wonderful experience to work together, and share our passion for making cool stuff with fellow creatives. Come away with us!
See the workshop description by clicking on the sidebar link or on navigation bar on top.
Visit Lynne's site to see more of her Far Away Places artwork, HERE.
I'm still wrapping. Are you? I thought I was on a good pace....numerous trips to the post office shipping gift packages and orders, nearly everything on the to-do lists is done but I'm still writing out cards, and still wrapping and baking....and tomorrow is Christmas Eve! No matter how much I try to be organized I am always down to the last minute with holiday preparation. I could ask for help, but that would take away the surprise and sneaky selections I've made as gifts. No, I am happy to be the chief elf. I am lucky to have that role. As I write out each gift tag I think about this great position I'm in to continue making Christmas a magical time - even though our kids are no longer little. It's the lights, the sparkle, the surprises, the LOVE....and tomorrow night at church we will pause, pray, and lift our voices in song. I'm rushing to beat the clock, but I'm grinning through it. As you enter into final-preparation-mode, like the rest of us, think about how lucky you are to be the magic-maker for your family.
I've mentioned this before - one of our family traditions is to collect souvenir spoons on our travels. Brought out each December, it is fun to remember places we've been together as we hang each spoon on the tree. This year we get to add a few new ones. I think this makes at least 6 from England, and now we have two from Italy. One purchased, one stolen (gasp!). If you sift through the box you'll see a newish one from New Orleans, an old one from Traverse City, several from Boston and Minnesota, and a special one from New York when the twin towers were still part of the skyline.
I would ask you to share with me some of your unusual holiday traditions....but you should be wrapping! We will talk about it another time.....for now, I'm raising a glass to toast you, the magic-makers.
On two occasions while in Venice, Fallon and I visited the home studio of Enrico Orlando Martina. He is located near our hotel and we enjoyed meeting him and seeing his process of making art using several mediums. We spied his open door down a narrow alley and were tempted to enter when we saw his paintings in the window. Like me, he is schooled in architecture but spends his time making art. He is such a talent and swiftly illustrates local scenes like St. Mark's Basilica below, with a swish of his charcoal which he demonstrated for us as we carefully selected a piece to bring home. He gave us the sketch too!
I love to fill the walls of our home and my studio with art that I make, and art by others that makes me happy. Recently I scooped up some very handsome pieces by my friend Julie Prichard. She's loaded her Etsy shop with very affordable prints from her original paintings - these are amazing! Not only do I love her style, but the texture she achieves in the prints is stunning. It's like owning the real thing. Recently she added miniatures as soldered glass charms - great gift *hint*.
First, let me wish you a very Happy Thanksgiving. There is so much to be thankful for, especially this year as we reflect on all that has happened in our neck of the woods. I am grateful for the walls and roof of our home, with full power restored to cook a turkey and all the trimmings. I am grateful for my family - my parents are arriving soon to celebrate around the table with us. I am grateful for an entire trunk full of memories visiting family and friends in England, and seeing the glorious sites of Venice. I'm a lucky girl.
With all that went on recently I wasn't able to share this news. My latest Somerset Studio column came out November 1st, Make It Your Own: Nutcrackers. I love nutcrackers!!! It finally occured to me to put my own spin on them. If you think you want to try it I recommend shopping Hobby Lobby - they have a wonderful unfinished large nutcracker this season. My store is sold out and they aren't re-ordering :( You could also buy a cheapy one from the dollar store and sand off all the cheesey sequins and add your own handsome bits to it. Here are three of mine...the Royal Guard was described, but the photo was inadvertently left out of the article, so I will share here.
And if you don't want to go full-out with embellishment, you can always just spray paint a solid color. They look cool too.
Again, Happy Thanksgiving! And since tomorrow is 11/22, I have to wish my favorite rock star Hyvää Syntymäpäivää.
Since our theme last weekend was all about suns, moons and stars, I can’t help but rely on celestial terms to attempt a description. It was almost like being on another planet, a mini universe of unique features, that you can visit for just a short time, embrace all there is to offer, then carry the experience forever. With many familiar faces, and some not-yet-known, we embarked on a journey to this place where the environment shifts and the routines of daily life are quickly forgotten. Our destination appeared friendly, inviting, even domestic with its farmhouse, red barn, and fading garden....trees lining the perimeter of the property and colorful fields framing the panoramic view. Valley Ridge may seem no different than scenes from the next country road, or the previous one, but those who arrive know better. All cares of the outside world blur for three days and participants become immersed in discovery, play, and community as they contribute to the collaborative spirit and energy that visably multiplies. It is indeed a privilege to observe the process of creativity that emerges and to witness enthusiastic artists stretch their zones of comfort and ripple wider the rings of friendship. Upon reflection of departing from this enchantment, we realize that the material evidence of what we expressed together on paper is only a portion of what transpired, while the remainder can only be seen with the heart.
Thank you Katherine for being such a gracious hostess, and thank you artists for linking arms with me and each other on this dynamic, remarkable waltz across the stars.
After being productive in the studio, we enjoyed social hour in the community building on Friday, then a spectacular special dinner prepared by our dear friend Jennifer in Katherine's home on Saturday.
They came from near and far. They rose to amazing heights. Truly cool stuff. I love that while we all started out with a planned format and distributed set of images, every artist made it their own. Each nearly-completed journal so personal and unique - exactly what we hope for. I love that my mom comes along each year and is warmly welcomed into the studio - seeing me in the role of instructor and *getting* what it's all about - the passion for putting our hands to work in a way that nudges us forward on our creative paths and ultimately feeds our souls because we choose to plug in and make it happen. As much as I hope to give, I always end up feeling like I am the one who receives. As I said in the introduction circle, Valley Ridge has helped me become who I am....I believe that's a truth for many of us. While Katherine is changing the process of presenting events, I am happy to learn Valley Ridge will be an available space for workshops in the future....because we don't want to stop the momentum.
Until we meet again, *blows kisses*.
My suitcases are packed. One will be marked HEAVY...it's filled with paper, paint, stamps, and lots of punches. Circle punches. I'm really looking forward to this last workshop at Valley Ridge. I know these girls will rock the circles with suns, moons, and their own personal flair to make a unique visual journal. The results will be celebrated, but it is just a small part of what we get from participating in an event like this one. Of course I hope that the 'process' will expand the vision and perspective of each artist as to how to approach art-making in journals, and in general. And I hope that they leave with enthusiasm to keep the momentum going. I do know this: it's impossible to leave unaffected by the experience. That's not a reflection of me...I'm simply the ambassador for creativity on this particular weekend, at this location. When eager creatives gather, and open their hearts and heads to embrace What's Possible, magic happens. We all learn from each other. Discoveries are made and shared and the energy in the studio multiplies. Confidence grows. Efforts validated. Authenticity recognized. Art celebrated. The circles of Friendship widen.
In July 2003 I prepared a handful of projects for With one Palette, found in Somerset Studio Jan/Feb 2004. I look at this album and cannot believe it's been nine years...tucked inside the front cover is a Sun-themed soundtrack, which started me off as I collected tracks for the Synchroncity workshop playlist. Thanks to my media device I am able to present over 50 songs and I'm not limited to what will squeeze onto a cd. So that has changed, but my use of favorite images and default colors has not evolved much. I'm fine with that - I think it's not a bad thing to have go-to crutches in our process - not to rehash but to stretch how we use them.
A new Sun song on the list, reminds me of this past summer. Energizing and fun....
And an old favorite. It actually will be a New Moon on Monday.
See you next week. *waves*
We spent Sunday looking at colleges. Lots to take in....not only the scenes, but the idea that our baby is going to college. We looked here, looked there. Drove, navigated, toured. Took photos. Sought vibes. While we were occupied with looking I also was busy seeing. I saw our vibrant, intense, smart, sensitive, beautiful girl visualizing herself on campus. Would it be this one or that one? Will I fit in? Is this where I want to focus my studies? A stroll down the sidewalks and I could imagine her waving from a dorm room, lugging a backpack or portfolio across the yard,....but I could also see her in pigtails, pulling a wagon filled with stuffed animals, trying to sell rocks to the neighbors.
What we look for is not always what we see. What we look at can be seen different ways, depending on our personal filters and influences. Often we can look at something we have seen many times, and observe it with new vision and perspective.
Take these leaves....one might have hoped to see some stunning autumn colors on the chilly October afternoon, and been disppointed that the rain had brought down mostly yellow and brown ones. You might have bustled along and missed the pretty heart-shaped leaf, juxaposed on the stone blocks. Looking closely, you see nature's beautiful palette...so subtle. The warm and cool tones in a lovely mix - they will inspire my own combinations and compositions.
Then you might have come across this sculpture of weathered stones on rusted pegs. Perhaps you would pause and observe, wondering how it was done, or worse...why. And while one person might be thinking 'that could use a power wash to remove the green stuff', another might consider how lovely it was to stumble upon the sculpture at that exact time and place to be able to appreciate how the green growth introduces another color to the mix, enhancing it rather than dimishing it. The organic shapes and speckled textures provide more inspiration.
The field trip to visit colleges with our daughter was beginning to make me feel empty, uncertain, and sad....I will work through those thoughts in my journal with new ideas, fresh perspective, and a desire to continue seeing the positives. A girl is growing up and moving on to find her way in the world. It's a good thing, even if I will wonder and worry, and be lonely for her. There is much to be proud of and much to celebrate. The leaves will change and fall...and stones may stand in our path, but we can navigate around them and over them, and forge new directions, if we see ourselves doing it.
It's been one of those weeks! After returning home from vacation I had to get back on the deadline treadmill to prepare and propose workshops for Create NJ 2013, and wrap up some details on a new corporate identity assignment. Next I will be completing my class samples for an upcoming event with Lynne Perrella. We are both so excited to be offering this in our neck of the woods. What could be more fun than co-teaching a special friend, who is also an amazing talent??!! It's sure to be an excellent experience. This is definitely one of the occasions that fits "Love what you do and you'll never work a day in your life". Stay tuned as we will reveal the announcement and registration information next week.
I'm back from the north woods of Minnesota, where you can lean back on your chair around the bonfire and see satellites move through the clear black sky with your naked eye, but you can barely get cell service, and certainly not wi-fi. But it's good to be unplugged...that's when you get to tune in to the things that really matter. Like spending time with family. We will all head home later in the summer but this trip was a special treat....treasured time on my own with Grandma.
I've had some solo outings with her in recent years, like a lunch out, or an afternoon at home (photo below from 2009). She has taken me to some fun and fascinating places - like museum exhibits in my teens, or an architecture field trip during a college spring break. She's visited me at some of the places I've lived, and I always make time for her on visits home. But I have never had five full days with her like this past weekend. What a privilege to spend time with her at her favorite place, the cabin at Rock Lake.
The only sign that hangs at the gate to long road down to the lake says No Trespassing. A new sign on the wall says What Happens at the Cabin Stays at the Cabin. I'm sorry to say you aren't invited, but I will give you a peek....
Below, she's directing Dad as he makes dinner.....which is only allowed as she's a really good cook (hey, she taught him!). I tried to impress her by making Yorkshire Puddings but I think she'll me more impressed when Graham makes her the requested jambalaya in July. Maybe if I attempt to make her famous strawberry jam I can win back some points in my favor.
We saw a baby fawn take her first steps. Had visits from the hummingbirds and other colorful feathered friends. Heard the loons. Spotted my favorite - the great blue heron. Found some new fronds. Prayed for a fresh fish dinner but none were caught. Enjoyed the familiar views from new settings - a sun room added last year. The little hunting cabin that got most of its attention every fall has become a hub of activity in the summer. Even fishing has taken a back seat to other more athletic water sports, especially with my brother's family living nearby. She hasn't been on the jetski, but loves to tour the perimeter of the lake on a pontoon, spotting the nesting eagles.
Grandma, the matriarch. She loves to shop for good bread. She eats bacon with black coffee every morning. The usual Scotch at five has diminished to a few sips when she feels like it. She is quick to laugh. Is still so styling - just got a new watch, and likes to dress smart...even has Uggs. (As a child I used to love to browse through her closets, touching her dreamy evening gowns and fancy shoes in plastic boxes). She reads the paper and knows a little about everything. Loves conversation about the past, but delights in the present and takes it all in stride. She listens, and remembers, and takes interest in every detail of her very extended family. We had a huge family reunion at the lake last summer - to celebrate HER.
I went to her alma mater, intending to be a legacy by pledging her sorority. I chose a life that was much different than hers, and never became a Kappa, or a hunter, or a cook. But she pays attention with authentic curiosity and enthusiasm as I tell her about my family, my activities, and my art.
Five days. A gift to have, carved out from ninety-nine years. I am so lucky.
Whether you say Always Remembering You or Remembering You Always, it simply means you never stop thinking about someone. Especially when your heart is so filled with love. And sweet memories. And sister secrets. Especially because you are missing her. The day she left for heaven is significant, but the day she was born is the one to celebrate, especially if your share that same birthdate.
Roses fill the gardens. Roses fill the vases. Piles of cards and packages. Lots of joy here. I'm a lucky girl.
*blows kisses* xoxo
This is my favorite time of year for finding four leaf clovers. The patches are just emerging from the sleepy earth and the friendly green weeds are perfect and unblemished (and not yet mowed). I've already scored about two dozen this month. My mission, being so early in the gathering season, is to find a tiny one. Here's what I know: if you find one four leaf clover, you are likely to find another in the same patch. Most people walk away with their luck before taking a second look. Here's my How-To for Pressing Your Luck, literally.
I'm thinking I might be pressing my luck, of another kind, by purchasing a lottery ticket. Hey, why not? It's been fun to watch the bounty raised for the MegaMillion drawing tonight. If I win, Shamrock Shakes are on me. Our son Peter came home from his convenient store job last night very tired from standing at the lottery till all evening. The lines were long at the ATM as neighbors collected cash then relined up at the register to wish on a number. Good luck!
And while I'm talking about How-To, let me direct you to a new button in the right sidebar. TUTORIALS will take you to a page I'm working on. The cool thing about typepad blogs is you can set up static pages where you can easily re-post visuals and information from previous posts. I'm culling my blog for useful information that can be organized and easily referenced on the tutorial page. It's a work-in-progress. So far I have completed reposting archived data on Carving Stamps to support an upcoming article I will have in Somerset Studio (May/June 2012). The article will discuss WHY to carve.....didn't want to waste the real estate on HOW, since that information can be found in many places, and now HERE.
So tell me....
1. Have you found a four leaf clover?
2. Did you buy a MegaMillions lottery ticket this week?
3. What tutorials are you interested in seeing?
Happy St. Patrick's Day! I had full intention of making and sending cards this year but I didn't get them completed in time so here is a virtual one I can share with everyone. I have been busy at the studio table making these....but they were for iHanna's annual postcard swap. I was full messy mode and found a fun format to work in, or is it formula? Maybe it's neither. Maybe you could call it a series. I like to formulate series.....and I LOVED breaking in my new stencils from SGP!
So here's the LUCKY part of today....Stencil Girl Products is now encouraging me to sell my designs on my site, Green Pepper Press. I have uploaded all the stencils, including four new ones released this week, at my site. Next week I will add the paypal buttons for the shopping cart. I will also be revealing some new rubber that coordinates with the stencils!!
Our challenge this month on the Street Team is a exercise of restraint. Hold back. Compose cleverly so there is more breathing room, less clutter. Often we think that untouched space means it's unfinished. Not true. Less isn't superior or inferior, just a different approach. Busy can be good too. There are no rules, but for this crusade it's been interesting to see how the artists have responded to purposely going minimal. Like this the page below....because last week I saw my first new patch of clovers!
This will be the last crusade for a while as I take a self-imposed hiatus. Maybe you'll come play?
Find us HERE.
If you haven’t already met him, I’d like to introduce Mr. Seth Apter. Our first exchange of blog comments dates back to 2007. Always encouraging and enthusiastic, his remarks were not only appreciated, they became a foundation of a friendship. In addition to being a mixed media artist, I’ve come to regard him as a curator and collaborator, which you will agree if you’ve frequented his Altered Page. He regularly presents his own handsome work, as created for himself (like the "making Waves" series above), or as part of a collaborative project. Some years ago he began presenting The Pulse – an ongoing self-imposed assignment where he surveys artists on a number of topics of interest. A visit to his blog is always fun and informative and you will find yourself hopping around to the many useful links he provides, to events, exhibits, and sites, while widening your circle of acquaintances.
The online project has now manifested itself in book form. Seth has once again culled from a community of artists, and invited many to share their art and their perspective by anwering many types of questions. I am priviledged to be among the spotlighted contributors. His book will be released this month so he is celebrating by presenting 31 artists in 31 days. Visit his blog for daily updates, plus a chance to win a copy of his book, HERE.
Queue the trumpets, sound the drums....
I have observed, both in the book preview available on Amazon, and the posts on his blog, that he doesn’t answer his own questions. Ok, he did participate in chapter one of the Pulse on his blog a long time ago, but since then we have not heard his opinions. Don’t you think it’s time we start asking him a few??? Pick up the pen Seth, (or poise your fingers over the keyboard), it’s your turn.
Later this month I will be one of the guests for the two hour podcast where Seth will be co-host with Mark Lipinski at Creative Mojo. And then I will join a group of artists for a live panel at The Ink Pad. Looking forward to celebrating creativity and what it brings to our lives....and finally meeting the man!
March 28: Podcast with Mark Lipinski on Creative Mojo. Seth will be Mark's co-host for the entire 2 hour podcast which airs live from 3-5pm EST (and which will be archived for listening anytime). They will talk all about The Pulse of Mixed Media and be joined by contributors Michelle Ward, Angela Cartwright, Pam Carriker, Julie Prichard, and Lisa Hoffman. Get your questions ready as this radio show has a live call-in feature!
March 31: Live artist panel at The Ink Pad in NYC. Seth will be joined by contributors Leslie Marsh, Karen Cole, Jill Zaheer, Julie Prichard, Roxanne Evans Stout, and Michelle Ward. The panel will be video taped and available for viewing on Create Mixed Media sometime in early April.
EDIT: HE HAS SPOKEN! Please continue to join in the conversation taking place in the comment section below. Seth has been a good sport about taking on the questions above...here are his answers:
1. I have always worked small and enjoy the challenge of having something small make a big impact. By far my largest piece to date was 3 feet x 3 feet and I made it as part of my Graffiti Wall collaboration with Julie Prichard and Lynne Hoppe. My most recent series of paintings, called Interior Angles, was created on 12" x 12" panels - and I have to say that I definitely liked working larger.
2. For my book, I wrote a very, very long list of questions from which I chose the ones that ended up in the book. They were all questions that came to me because I was curious about the answers and I felt that in all cases, the responses would really offer the reader insight into each contributing artist.
3. Autumn is definitely my favorite season in general and the one that is most inspirational too me. It is the combination of the feel of the season, the colors, the weather, the nature, the smells, the food, etc. that really gets me going.
4. One sentence huh? Now I know how my contributors feel when I ask them for only one instance of something. Here goes: Allow what is inside you to be your artistic guide, with a sense of playfulness, a feeling of passion, and not a trace of judgement.
APPLAUSE APPLAUSE! Thank you Seth. Hey, while we are clapping, how about the clever title of his sculptures at the top? "Making Waves"...get it? Waving hands. *dies at the geniusness*
Beginning today (2/16) at 2:00 pm, Eastern Standard Time, registration will begin for the first CREATE event in New Jersey. It's been a long time since we have had a creative gathering of this magnitude here. Looks to be alot of fun. Hope to see you there!
CLICK HERE for details.
I spent some time this morning clearing the debris from my work table. Lots of remnants to scoop up and throw away....or wait, put in my journal!
And because it's Tuesday...one more page. This took three minutes as I saved the lovely details from a Linda Warlyn package - she always adds the most special embellishments and I treasure them by saving on a page.
My friends *get* me, don't they? I have a beautiful stack of cards today...AND A DOZEN RED ROSES. What a terrific surprise! Back in college my friend Anne used to give me the same card every year..."hope your Valentine's Day is less pathetic than mine". It wasn't meant to be serious, just a statement about the unreasonable pressure this day can bring. Take the pressure off - share your love. It will come back to you.
Sending my love to you. Happy Valentine's Day.
In addition to my workshop at Valley Ridge, and the two in New Jersey, I am coming to Colorado in April! My friend Nancy Brill, has made the arrangements for a three day event in Lafayette, just north of Denver. I love extended workshops - it's a time to devote yourself completely to the process with a community of like-minded artists. We learn as much from each other as we do from the class agenda because that's what happens when there is a gathering of eager, enthusiastic, curious beings. To learn more about the workshop, the venue, and the registration details, visit my page HERE. EDIT: this class has been cancelled.
Have a fun Superbowl Sunday. Graham's Eagles and my Saints aren't in so we have to go with the home town boys. Go Giants!
We don't begin taking down Christmas until after today, Epiphany...the true Twelfth Day of Christmas. The first thing we set up following Thanksgiving is our manger scene. A perfect way remember the meaning of Christmas is to start and end with our Nativity. It continues to grow with new additions each year. You can't really see it here, but we have over a dozen angels flocking around the back. Nearly every item has been a gift....except for a new tree we indulge in each season.
While today is Epiphany with a "E", back in October I had an epiphany with a "e". After seeing Candyce Marten's article in Somerset Studio, where she fabricated trees from stacks of cut cardboard, I had to give it a try, and add one more silver tree to our sparkley forest. I got a good start on it then the holiday schedule crept in and I set the project aside until just after Christmas. I wrote to Candyce to thank her for the inspiration and we shared some lovely email exhanges....then the sweet and precious tree that appeared in the article arrived at our door. A most special gift! When I asked her permission to blog about this she asked that I explain how she wanted to return a kindness, and that kindness is contagious. So true, right? A simple gesture of sending a note with much deserved recognition of fine work, resulted in an unexpected surprise. How often to we miss an opportunity to brighten someone's day by reaching out because we can? Try it....both the homemade tree, and the spreading of kindness, any time of year.
Our existing trees have been collected from TJ Maxx, Marshalls, Home Goods, or Michaels. The layered text tree was a score from Anthropologie's after-xmas-sale last week. When I saw this red metal tree at Target (on clearance too!) I knew I could make it my own with a quick shot of spray paint. Shown here as Before and After with my cardboard stacked tree.
As you may remember from past posts about my table top setting, we have a pink tree to go with the pink deer from Judi, a sign for my sister. Another sweet deer keeps her company, gifted from Linda this year. And then I found this tin embossed deer from Pottery Barn....a staggering find with the leg raised ;)
This morning I began journaling about the holiday....love the cut strips fashioned into a tree to remind me of this year, and my new friend. What traditions do you build on each year? Put it in your journal.
Thanks for coming by here and sharing your thoughts, your comments, your enthusiasm, and your stories with me. I love that this little place is where I have made new friends and kept up with old ones....some whom I've met, and some I only know through the words we exchange. I enjoy your company. I am a lucky girl.
Wishing you a very Happy New Year! Be well and behave ;)