i've spent the morning catching up in my november journal; this round robin will come to a close in December and then we'll all get our books back, I can't wait to see all the artwork people have done. Lou's theme is 'flying'; here is one of the pages i did.
now it's time to take a wee nap, then bake the turkey, dressing, and apple pie for tomorrow. I've already made the mashed potatoes, sweet potatoe casserole, and the fresh cranberry sauce. Heather is making the pumpkin pie (her first pie) and i'll make fresh rolls in the morning. then all i have to do is heat everything up and i can spend the day playing instead of working in the kitchen. Happy Thanksgiving to all my friends here in the US!
I like rainy days and it's a darn good thing beingI live in the Pacific Northwest! I feel all cozy and warm in the house today, sitting here at the computer, drinking a steaming cup of hot Numi Water Sprite Ginger Oolong tea (thank you, Misty!) with honey - so satisfying. My day started at 4:00 AM; for some reason I was wide awake and ready to get rolling. I've got several things on my 'to do' list done, most are still undone, but that's okay - it's early.
I wanted to share a bit about my wonderful weekend in Portland, it was so much fun - just what I needed, lots of girl time and art time. Judy Wise is a wonderful teacher and talented artist; she generously shared a wealth of information with us all. I learned so many new things, the biggest being reverse painting, which I had never done. We did the paintings on acetate, but plexiglass and regular glass are other great options I would like to try. We experimented on small pieces in the morning, learning the techniques; in the afternoon, we started our large pieces. Diane brought all the materials, even mats to put our finished paintings in. She even made us little booklets where we could attach our small pieces and take notes. It also included information about supplies and techniques. It was a wonderful class in every way, I'm so grateful I was able to attend.
Judy and I stayed with Diane from Friday to Sunday, it felt like a slumber party, it really did! We ate, ate, ate.... did I mention that Diane is the most amazing cook? She created a wonderful spread for the workshop lunch as well as the additional meals for Judy and I. Talk about pampered, thank you SO much Diane, you are a real sweetheart. When the three of us weren't eating, drinking wine or telling stories, we were working on our art journals or other art projects. We were up till the wee hours of the night. I made 2 wonderful new friends that weekend and was inspired by all of my fellow artists during the workshop; a truly amazing weekend. Judy posted several photos on her blog, so you can head over there if youd like to see them.
This is the big piece I made. Everyone brought photos or pictures, but rebel that I am, I just wanted to create from my head and just have fun exploring the materials. Judy was supportive of us doing what we were drawn to do .... for me, that meant creating this odd little girl. I can't wait to go back to Innerstandings in January to teach the Feminine Icon mixed media collage class.
okay, not a long one, but i am driving down to Portland for the weekend, a good three hours from here. i leave in an hour and all my bags are packed (not!! I'm still in my pj's). but i do have my mp3 player by the door loaded with songs recommended by several of you that I'll be listening to the whole way. and of course my camera is sitting there too, with freshly charged batteries.
what's the occasion, you might wonder. Well, it's two-fold; tomorrow i am so excited to be taking Judy Wise's reverse painting class. She was invited to come and teach by Diane Havnen-Smith of Innerstandings, who has guest artists come once a month to teach workshops. It's an intimate environment, the class is small and so there is lots of time to personally interact with the teachers. I'm thrilled it worked out that I could be one of the participants as I'm such an admirer of Judy Wise's colorful and often whimsical paintings. This is the same place where I will be teaching a Feminine Icon workshop on January 27th. Diane has graciously invited me to be her house guest for the weekend, so I''m looking forward to spending time getting to know her and Judy. She mentioned something about making pumpkin pancakes for breakfast Sunday morning...yum. We're going to walk about the Sellwood area of Portland on Sunday weather permitting (no rain, please). I haven't been to that neighborhood in 20 years, so it will be interesting to see how it's changed. I expect I'll be taking lots of photos too, some of which i'll share when i return. I hope you all have a wonderful weekend, talk to you again soon.
More practice drawing. i'm having so much fun with this drawing-every-day goal. although the results aren't always truly representational, i'm learning so much that i'm sure i'll incorporate somehow into my artwork. i experimented with charcoal in this one. i haven't really done any painting or fiber art these days but i'm making sure i do this. thanks to all of you who have been leaving comments - I appreciate them all!
*sold* I re-did the painting i posted a couple days ago, something just bothered me about it, and try as i might, i couldn't make it right. So i pasted the face of the sketch i did today and touched her up with colored pencils; I like this version much better.
today's drawing; i noticed my emotions ran the gamut of excitement to frustration to determination to intense observation, etc.... so far i've been keeping my comittment to myself and drawing every day for 20 minutes --- YAY me!!!
From somewhere a calm musical note arrives. You balance it on your tongue, a single ripe grape, till your whole body glistens. In the space between breaths you apply it to any wound and the wound heals.
Soon the nights will lengthen,
you will lean into the year
humming like a saw.
You will fill the lamps with kerosene,
knowing somewhere a line breaks,
a city goes black,
people dig for candles in the bottom drawer.
You will be ready. You will use the song like a match.
After reading DJ Pettitt's last couple posts, i'm motivated to start drawing. i've always been afraid of drawing and never been good at realistic renditions, but i'd really like to be. i'm going to start with 20 minutes a day, which will probably turn into longer because it is so much fun, the goal is the regularity of the practice. here is drawing one, a picture of a woman in a book. I used the position of her hands and body in the last painting i did. i turned the book upside down to draw her as that works much better for me at this point. someday, i hope to be able to draw things right side up so i won't have to stand on my head :-)
there is an very talented artist in our community who is willing to give me drawing lessons in her studio; i'm planning on doing that after the holidays.
sitting here at my desk, listening to rhythmically sensual sound of stanley turrentine and his band. the rains comes down, in streams or trickles but constant - typical weather for the northwest this time of year. i wonder why no one told us when we signed up for satellite service for the internet that rain and clouds may (will!) interrupt our service... for pete's sake, we live in the northwest, i think that's kind of an important detail to omit. we would have gotten it away probably, i don't ever want to go back to dial-up.
this poem by Oriah Mountain Dreamer touched my heart this morning, and i wanted to share it with you all.
It doesn't interest me what you do for a living I want to know what you ache for and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart's longing.or fade it or fix it.
I want to know if you can be with joy mine or your own if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful be realistic to remember the limitations of being human.
It doesn't interest me if the story you are telling me is true.
I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself.
If you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul. If you can be faithless and therefore trustworthy.
I want to know if you can see Beauty even when it is not pretty every day. And if you can source your own life from its presence. I want to know if you can live with failure yours and mine and still stand on the edge of the lake and shout to the silver of the full moon, "Yes."
It doesn't interest me to know where you live or how much money you have I want to know if you can get up after a night of grief and despair weary and bruised to the bone and do what needs to be done to feed the children.
It doesn't interest me who you know or how you came to be here. I want to know if you will stand in the center of the fire with me and not shrink back.
It doesn't interest me where or what or with whom you have studied. I want to know what sustains you from the inside when all else falls away.
I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments.
Morning temperatures are in the twenties now, heavy frosts. i took a photo of this beautiful pink rose at twilight last night, using my macro and flash. one last breathtaking image of this gorgeous creature before she joins her leaves already scattered on the ground below.
"Love has no other desire but to fulfil itself. But if you love and must needs have desires, let these be your desires: To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night. To know the pain of too much tenderness. To be wounded by your own understanding of love; And to bleed willingly and joyfully. To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving; To rest at the noon hour and meditate love's ecstasy; To return home at eventide with gratitude; And then to sleep with a prayer for the beloved in your heart and a song of praise upon your lips." From 'The Prophet' by Kahlil Gibran