Saturday, April 24, 2010
Friday, April 23, 2010
As was my life last night as a ladybug, I landed on a blade of grass that was strong and smooth. It seemed to extend to the sky in comparison to those blades around it. I balanced on small back foot, single axes, and determined that I could dip back down to the ground or I could spring upward and fly.....i flew
Sunday, April 18, 2010
Taking a short break
Taking a short break from painting which started around 8 this morning....I did go get more canvases at some point. I have stopped to twitter every now and then. I changed up my music and let Pandora lead the way as far as mixes go.
I may take a photo later tonight and add it on here of the different works in progress. Maybe it is fun for people and myself to see the transition from drawing to painting. I have three canvases that are getting worked and two canvases that I'm getting ready to draw on. Ideas that came last night as I was drifting off.
I needed this today. I had to put the feelings somewhere. I'm beginning to think the whole series should be called my diary. Only maybe it's not what you see it is what you don't see....ok
rambling and need to shoot photos...
need to continue to express myself when words are not allowing me to today.
I may take a photo later tonight and add it on here of the different works in progress. Maybe it is fun for people and myself to see the transition from drawing to painting. I have three canvases that are getting worked and two canvases that I'm getting ready to draw on. Ideas that came last night as I was drifting off.
I needed this today. I had to put the feelings somewhere. I'm beginning to think the whole series should be called my diary. Only maybe it's not what you see it is what you don't see....ok
rambling and need to shoot photos...
need to continue to express myself when words are not allowing me to today.
Sunday kinda love.....
Woke up with Sunday Kind of Love on my mind this morning. The beautiful voice of Etta James....I tried to belt out a few lines myself and then realized hers, in my head, might be the better choice!!
So after kicking my own ass for the last two days working on flower gardens with my preschool kids and then deciding that my own gardens were in sad shape I am almost finished. I was really going to ignore my own space this year and not invest a lot of time but working with the kids at school started a little stir in my soul. I looked at the sad little state of my raised box in the backyard, poked around in the dirt, and discovered some things had actually wintered over. The sage was coming in, the oregano, and even my beloved thyme with its dark green leaves on dainty twig stems. I can't ignore something that has survived and so there I was five hours later with new soil turned over, survivors replanted, and some new additions. While I was at the local plant place I also somehow accidentally (really accidentally, I swear!!) ended up with about ten other plants that begged me to take them home and put them out front. So I did. It is now Sunday morning and while some region of my shoulders are screaming and I can't seem to turn my head from left to right and there is a discovery of some muscle group in my legs that I have not used lately, I realize that my soul feels much like my garden. It has survived another round and there is always a chance for some new life.
So after kicking my own ass for the last two days working on flower gardens with my preschool kids and then deciding that my own gardens were in sad shape I am almost finished. I was really going to ignore my own space this year and not invest a lot of time but working with the kids at school started a little stir in my soul. I looked at the sad little state of my raised box in the backyard, poked around in the dirt, and discovered some things had actually wintered over. The sage was coming in, the oregano, and even my beloved thyme with its dark green leaves on dainty twig stems. I can't ignore something that has survived and so there I was five hours later with new soil turned over, survivors replanted, and some new additions. While I was at the local plant place I also somehow accidentally (really accidentally, I swear!!) ended up with about ten other plants that begged me to take them home and put them out front. So I did. It is now Sunday morning and while some region of my shoulders are screaming and I can't seem to turn my head from left to right and there is a discovery of some muscle group in my legs that I have not used lately, I realize that my soul feels much like my garden. It has survived another round and there is always a chance for some new life.
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Protecting Your Family
Has anyone given any thought at all to how dangerous it is to put the little decal families on the back of their vehicles???
I was behind one today that not only gave me the number of family members that belonged with that vehicle but also their names, their sexes, there birth order and also the names of all the family pets. As a teacher of preschoolers I'm here to tell you even the shyest child or the most reserved child in my class will pretty much open up once you start talking to them about things that are familiar to them. You are giving perfect strangers the keys to communicating with your child. Children believe that if you know their parent's names, you know about their siblings or you know about their pets you must be a friend to the family. Period. I had every intention of keeping this blog about art, literature, music, and fun but I couldn't let this go without being said. For those of you parents who insist there would be no chance for a stranger to come into contact with your child there is. People who prey on children wait for that chance and no matter how good your intentions, no matter how vigil your watch, at some point, we all look away. We get pulled away. We get distracted. So if you have the "decal family"or you know someone with the "decal family" just think about this and decide if it's worth the grief to you to give this kind of information out to the strangers around you.
I was behind one today that not only gave me the number of family members that belonged with that vehicle but also their names, their sexes, there birth order and also the names of all the family pets. As a teacher of preschoolers I'm here to tell you even the shyest child or the most reserved child in my class will pretty much open up once you start talking to them about things that are familiar to them. You are giving perfect strangers the keys to communicating with your child. Children believe that if you know their parent's names, you know about their siblings or you know about their pets you must be a friend to the family. Period. I had every intention of keeping this blog about art, literature, music, and fun but I couldn't let this go without being said. For those of you parents who insist there would be no chance for a stranger to come into contact with your child there is. People who prey on children wait for that chance and no matter how good your intentions, no matter how vigil your watch, at some point, we all look away. We get pulled away. We get distracted. So if you have the "decal family"or you know someone with the "decal family" just think about this and decide if it's worth the grief to you to give this kind of information out to the strangers around you.
Friday, April 2, 2010
Finally a break through, so the artist says.
I had some bleak hour last night that shot me through to the other side and with it came the idea on how to deal with the looming elephant in the corner...
Why it seems like I have to go through some emotional purge before I can release the idea is beyond me but I recognize it and have learned to embrace it because good things always come of it. Well at least I hope good things. Paintings at least. So Groove is still with me in case your wondering along with an ahh moment when a few people (and that is a few....)are standing in your corner telling you to push on.
Oh let me briefly tell you about the reading portion of this blog....I know I said I'd get back to DH Lawrence. (i fully intend to) It's just that.....so far I love his foreword more so than the actual rants, which are far worse than mine here. He did get into the mention of the solar plexus and I'm thinking hmmmm..... solar plexus, solar plexus what could that mean...I don't trust he has the medical expertise to actual be telling me the truth about it. Low and behold he is correct but even more so HA, it is more familiar to me (not medical at all, not anything you can see) as Chakra....those lovely powers within the body to become centered not just with ones self but life around us. It is energy. It is flow. There is a point to this because recently I also read the Kamasutra (Vatsyayana) and was like, " really this is it." I thought this was going to be more on the spiritual level. (my ebook did not even have pictures) Hey, those of you who know what I'm talking about if you did not "read" the book, you only got about 20% percent of it....The first few chapters interesting, funny, and a bit titillating for a book written in 1st to 6th century a.d., but really, the rest is about castes and social rules, blah, blah, blah. Ok! So clearly not where the chakra is. So moving into Tantra now. (jeez, get sex off your brains) I'm looking for the whole spiritual enlightenment. Personal little journey to continue staying connected to life. Connecting the dots if you will. I keep finding familiar locations and people on this journey. Why am I looking? It never quits. This is how I pull in the energy to push out the next piece. I'm not done with you D. H. (Fantasia Of The Unconscious) I just find that your, Lady Chatterley's Lover is, well, much easier to understand!
Why it seems like I have to go through some emotional purge before I can release the idea is beyond me but I recognize it and have learned to embrace it because good things always come of it. Well at least I hope good things. Paintings at least. So Groove is still with me in case your wondering along with an ahh moment when a few people (and that is a few....)are standing in your corner telling you to push on.
Oh let me briefly tell you about the reading portion of this blog....I know I said I'd get back to DH Lawrence. (i fully intend to) It's just that.....so far I love his foreword more so than the actual rants, which are far worse than mine here. He did get into the mention of the solar plexus and I'm thinking hmmmm..... solar plexus, solar plexus what could that mean...I don't trust he has the medical expertise to actual be telling me the truth about it. Low and behold he is correct but even more so HA, it is more familiar to me (not medical at all, not anything you can see) as Chakra....those lovely powers within the body to become centered not just with ones self but life around us. It is energy. It is flow. There is a point to this because recently I also read the Kamasutra (Vatsyayana) and was like, " really this is it." I thought this was going to be more on the spiritual level. (my ebook did not even have pictures) Hey, those of you who know what I'm talking about if you did not "read" the book, you only got about 20% percent of it....The first few chapters interesting, funny, and a bit titillating for a book written in 1st to 6th century a.d., but really, the rest is about castes and social rules, blah, blah, blah. Ok! So clearly not where the chakra is. So moving into Tantra now. (jeez, get sex off your brains) I'm looking for the whole spiritual enlightenment. Personal little journey to continue staying connected to life. Connecting the dots if you will. I keep finding familiar locations and people on this journey. Why am I looking? It never quits. This is how I pull in the energy to push out the next piece. I'm not done with you D. H. (Fantasia Of The Unconscious) I just find that your, Lady Chatterley's Lover is, well, much easier to understand!
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