I just wrapped up the most colorful chocolate lab… his name is Dodge and here he is.
I came across a piece of wood. Not drift, more like a slice that had once been in a pallate gang. It grabbed my attention. So, I grabbed it.
Already sprayed with intermittent azure, I dyed the rest of the bored board, blue. Begining with mandalas I tried to give it a new purpose. A voice.
With displeasure, I sanded away the poignant Thoreau truism. Again, I began to dye… the other side.
There are two sides to every story. The ambiguity of this, yet to be told…
“Only that day dawns to which we are awake.”
-Henry David Thoreau
I have always cherished the art of Frida Kahlo. She embraced her own image, creating various pieces embellished with flora, fauna, mysticism and realism. I appreciate her raw representation of her own face… of her flaws, imperfections, vices, and idiosyncrasies which we have been taught to cover-up. I ventured to embrace my own (as perhaps we all should) with quick colored pencil and wet paintbrush sketches…
I used to think I was the strangest person in the world, But then I thought there are so many people in the world, there must be someone just like me who feels bizarre and flawed in the same ways I do.
I would imagine her, and imagine that she must be out there thinking of me too.
Well, I hope that is you are out there and read this and know that, yes, Its true I’m here, and I’m just as strange as you.
~ Frida Kahlo
In light of the Cubs going into the finals, I created a sculpture of the old, boozin’ announcer to watch the games with my Cub-loving beau.
It came out better than I had expected, however there are a few nuances in facial structre that are less than perfect.
Art is never perfect. Life is never perfect. Enjoy the process, enjoy the journey and keep on doing what you do.
My pooch, Phil, and I decided to go on a little hike in the wilderness that we currently call home. Normally he stays by my side or at least hops to it when I call but this time he would only run half way to me then excitedly flip a bitch.
I figured he was on to something and followed his lead. I was expecting he’d found a bone or a deer shed but this was much more than a singular bone. It was a dumping ground of expired livestock. Kind of grusome not to mention pungent but at the same time beautiful in some way.
My inner Georgia O’Keefe awoke and begged to create something out of these once living remnants. I retuned home got some bags and headed back out to collect… this is what I gathered:
In the midst of attempting to dye a coffee stained garmet, I abandoned the failing dress in persuits of this new venture.
After thorough bleaching and a bit of Elmers Glue I dipped one in Rit Dye just to see..
It worked like a charm.
With another, I played with the delacacy of white, ivory and the natural bone.
I went back again and scaveneged a few more. Some to dye, some to paint, some to abandon merely to see, explore and revel in…
“I found I could say things with color and shapes that I couldn’t say in any other way – things I had no words for.” -Georgia O’Keefe
One of my favorite guys has long since been Abraham Lincoln. From his character to his stature he has always interested me. An added bonus… my boyfriend grew up 6 miles from where young Abe was hanging out, teaching himself to read. And there is that uncanny height thing too – so it’s kinda like I have my own version, not that I’m bragging.
But, I digress, the point of this is not to talk about my Abe-esque man friend. No no no, this post is meant to boast about my fiscal responsibility and crafty prowess.
I saved a ton of pennies, so many in fact, that I lost track and plum stopped counting. I set them in the Fort Knox of all tupperwares and let them oxidize. Penny-rich and feelin’ crafty, I painstakenly affixed them one by one onto a freshly painted TV tray.
All 342 of them… then I ran out of coin. Flat broke in the penny department. I need 162 more pennies to finish the project, so if anyone is in dyer need of seeing the finished masterpiece, just send me a message and $1.62…
I will leave a dab of advice for anyone with the huburis to attemp such a feat… measure your surface and divide by a penny’s circumference (3\4 in).
H x W ÷ Abe = Not running out of money
And some from Ol’ Abe…
“Most folks are just as happy as they make their minds up to be.”
Have a happy day!
A stroke of inspiration hit me about 9 this morning. I grabbed my supplies and settled outside to finish a project I had started a while ago. It flowed nicely… the weather was beautiful, a perfect day to just sit and relish in a spark of creativity. As I wrapped up the project and hung it in my bathroom I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. It was not just a stroke of inspiration that struck me today, but perhaps a hint of heat stroke as well…
A word to the wise, if you’re planning on sitting outside for 5 hours in a bathing suit, apply sunscreen before paint.