Tuesday, December 20, 2016
I am working with brown paper bags and charcoal and memories.........there is so much loss in my soul that feel as if I am a shadow walking through the world. Nothing loud or fun or bright is stirring me, but I find comfort in these lined faces coming to gentle life in pencil. I like the faded quality, the hauntedness of the image..its about all I can handle at the moment...this comforts me
Sunday, May 10, 2015
The daughter is back from college with a new cat. Its been fun to see him try and acclimate to our other three animals. The oldest cat and the dog are ecstatic about a new friend. The youngest cat is being a super brat-and she is usually the mellow one. We had two dogs staying with us over christmas and there ws none of this growling and hissing behavior.
Monday, April 27, 2015
Spring is upon us and I am determined to keep moving -did my Insanity workout today and then walked up to the post office-so i hit 12,000 steps before noon! Thanks fitbit.....off to do more poractive things-like clean the basement...
Monday, April 13, 2015
Okay this is just one of the best times I have ever had in my life-and I am not kidding. I have always been enamored of history, puppets and theatre-and after playing with altoid dioramas for a few years I woke up this morning and it suddenly hit me-Punch and Judy!!!!!! that crazy duo that has been around for hundreds of years-I have stood in Covent Garden right next to the Plaque that declares the Punch and Judy sighted in the 1660s by Samuel Pepys. See that is how much of a geek I am. When reading Pepys diary (and if you haven't, oh what you have missed!!!!) I almost had an excitement heart attack when I came to the mention of Punch and Judy-Why you ask??? I have no earthly idea. Maybe it harks back to when I was in grade school and some marionette theatre would come every year and put on shows. I can still feel the thrill, watching those puppets, watching the story, completely absorbed and lost in it. It has been a secret dream to do puppet theatre.....oh, how many wonderfully impractical dreamy things I love to do--
so Punch and Judy-in an altoid can-with a back drop-now THAT was a GOOD day
Sunday, April 5, 2015
We had brunch with some very old friends downtown, all I could think of was how darn expensive it was and how I didn't want to eat much. Then someone asked me if I were happy. and that opened up a dam. I guess I get so worried about what may happen, or what does not happen, that I totally forget to be here with what is happening now. One of the gals was a cancer survivor and she had Lymphoma. We talked about that and I realized how stupidly lucky I am and how I must I MUST stop dwelling in the horrids all the time. Bottom line I am alive my kids and husband are great. Every one is healthy and I am still creating-I have to live in that.....
So yesterday I did this quick sketch with acrylics ala 40's portrait painting....I love this style and I am finally happy with what I can do with faces. I am learning all the time, and when I have a paintbrush in my hand I am so happy and in the now......these are things to cling to....