It poured today!
Now, this may not be big news but it was very odd for late June in Colorado. We get brief intense thunderstorms often with hail in the summer months but it rained all night and to about noon today. I loved it! The smell of rain on a summer morning makes me think of home and summer camp and makes me want to curl up with a book with a kitty on my lap.
Day 263 was created in acrylic paints. I often use small plastic tupperware containers to mix paint – the left over acrylics build up over time creating a thick layer and since it is basically plastic on plastic I was able to peel the build up out in one piece. I cut out a shape of an apple and attached it and created a stormy rain effect.
My Dad is one of the most remarkable people I know.
You may think it’s strange of me to name a post about my Dad – “Sparkle and Shine” – but that is what he does.
His goodness shines out of him, his smile sparkles and his laugh is contagious. My Dad makes friends of strangers and is interested in who people are – what their life story is about. I look forward to our phone calls and hearing of his travels because I never know if I’ll hear about a man & his family bakery, a woman traveling to Africa for safari, or the missionary working with an adoption center in Ethiopia. He is earnest in his interest and concern for others and his ability to connect with people in such a genuine way is truly unique.
I could tell you so much more about him like how he tackles a problem, big or small, with determination and a stamina that is unmatched. He and my Mom bought a big old Mansard roof victorian home on an island off the coast of Maine that was in dismal shape and he has worked on it and worked on it ignoring the people who said it was too big a job, too much of a task. Dad has taken it one day and one step at a time and now he has a jewel and although he’s had some help – it was his vision and tenacity that have made it what it is.
This image shows some of the ancient wall paper that covered room after room of the walls. He’s scraped, sanded, painted, polished and now tirelessly creates the gardens. He has turned a dilapidated neglected structure into a place like him – it sparkles and shines and glows. It matches the happiness in his heart – a truly special place.
I love you Daddy.
Day 262 was created in 40 year old wallpaper sent to me by my Dad for a day I might be inspired by it. Oh, and some sparkly metallic paints.
*** My Mom has made our island house a home – and she’s worked her tail off too!
I’ve thought of doing a Botanic Apple for some time.
Hope you enjoy it – I loved remembering how much I love using prismacolor colored pencils – a technique I haven’t used much since college rendering classes.
Day 261 was created in Prismacolor colored pencils.
I love juxtaposition – the act of placing side by side.
I generally think of a juxtaposition as being two ideas or images that because of their great difference highlight the other due to their diversity and contradiction. Toile & Polka dots are both patterns that I love and could not be more different.
Hopefully by placing them together you can see each in them in their glory and individuality.
Day 260 was created in pieces of scrapbook paper.
Art is not a thing; it is a way. – Elbert Hubbard
I’ve often pondered the question “what is art?” – as I’m sure most artists and critics do at some time. And although everyone seems to have an opinion – I see no consensus. Some days my art has meaning, some days it is strictly to feel the hand touch the paper, but everyday – it is a way.
Day 259 was created with a piece of my latest test blotter paper (a place where I check colors before adding them to my pieces as well as testing and flowing pens) as well as a cut out shape of an apple shaded with my index finger prints (for my Dad) and a leaf shaped just so and “colored” with green pastels.
I love the concept of a dropping a Love Bomb!
Basically – it’s flooding a person with love and attention to get them through a difficult time. Couldn’t we all use that some days! It’s such a great idea that someone created a website and turned it into a movement asking people to spend 5 minutes a week to send well wishes to a stranger in need.
Unfortunately, like so many great ideas the site has gone stagnant and I haven’t seen a message or love bomb since April. It’s an interesting thing about the internet and the virtual world – things and people come and go.
Day 258 was created in graphite, acrylic, and watercolor.
An invisible red thread connects those who are destined to meet, regardless of time, place, or circumstances. The thread may stretch or tangle but will never break. – Chinese Proverb
A red string in Chinese folklore connects those who are destine to meet and in Tibetan Buddhism a red string is a “blessing cord” and according to the Kabbalah, the red string is for protection against negative forces. All of these meanings associated around the symbol of a crimson piece of string, whether tied between soul mates, around fingers or wrists, they all have one beautiful thing in common – hope.
Hope for love.
Hope for blessings.
Hope for safety.
With this hope and I will tie a red thread around my apple project – and hope for the love, blessings, and safety it contains while I finish the next few months. I have hope this virtual string watchs over me and protects me to reach my goal. Because – I put on a really good game face – but many days are difficult. I work to find a cure for this horrible disease and to end the suffering of millions of people in pain because I know what our days are like.
Day 257 was created in crimson red ink and watercolor.
The inspiration for today’s apple and post came from the newly launched project The Brave Discussion. Thank you for the article they have included on their site about this project and the need for AS Awareness. A special thank you to Kathie Melocco.
When I was growing up I was fascinated with the Russian nesting doll that sat on the shelf in our home. I loved opening and lining up the the family of babushkas. I insisted on matching the painted tops to the painted bottoms – aligning them as precisely as possible and then setting each smaller one next to the larger in a perfect row and then nesting them all cozy back together and repeating the process.
Maybe it was to honor the artist’s composition that I needed to match the pieces or maybe it was a hint of compulsion for order. I compose the objects around me – if I see a painting is catawampus or items askew – I need to place them just so which is contrary to my desire to ignore basic clutter. I couldn’t care less how well my underwear is folded or how the pots are stacked in the cupboard or even how I have my art supplies in my studio but once items or objects are purposely composed, placed, or designed then I need to see them just so.
I think it may be part of what keeps me making my apples – I couldn’t bear to see the set uncompleted and lined up.
Day 256 was created in pen & ink.
My river runs to thee.
Blue sea, wilt thou welcome me?
My river awaits reply.
Oh! sea, look graciously.
I’ll fetch thee brooks
from spotted nooks.
Say, sea, Take me!
– Emily Dickenson
Day 255 was created with acrylics.
Take me just AS I am.
That may need to be a new spondylitis slogan!
Happy Saturday everyone.
Day 254 was created in India Ink and acrylics