Day Fifty eight – Dash of this, some of that.

Art Apple - Day Fifty eight
Art Apple - Day Fifty eight

A dash of this and a hint of that  – and mix it all up.  Mixed media or collage are such a boring names for throwing it all together.  Maybe I’ll start calling mixed media pieces “everything but the kitchen sink” or “visual carnival” or perhaps more appropriately, “disparate madness” – ooh I like it!  If I use any of those maybe I’ll loosen up a bit with them.  How can you take something too seriously if you call it a visual carnival.  Here’s a great quote I just recently came across – “Not a shred of evidence exists in favor of the idea that life is serious.” –Brendan Gill

I think he’s right.

Until tomorrow.

Jenna

Day 58 was created with everything but the kitchen sink.

Day Fifty seven – Tis the Season!

Art Apple - Day Fifty seven
Art Apple - Day Fifty seven

Today is the biggest shopping day of the year!  I’m not big on waiting in lines and fighting crowds so I stayed home today but I love the Holidays.  I love the decorations, the lights, the parties and the food.  I love to wrap up the presents and change out the colors I use each year – it’s always a struggle to decide on white or colored lights for the christmas tree.  I think I’m going with white this year and a big, huge tree!  I can’t wait to create all the Holiday and Christmas themed Art Apples – stay tuned!

Until tomorrow.

Jenna

Day 57 was created with Tria Prismacolor Letraset markers and pen & ink on Bristol paper.

Day Fifty six – Macy’s Day Parade

Art Apple - Day Fifty six
Art Apple - Day Fifty six

I am truly thankful for having such a wonderful husband!  Doug has been cooking up our dishes we’re taking to his Dad’s house shortly while I make my Art Apple – that’s love!

My parents took us to the Macy’s Day Parade one year.  There are three things I clearly remember.  1.) My Dad lifting us up to get on top of a door overhang on so that we could see better (not so sure that would happen these days.)  2.) It was bitter cold.  3.)  CHiP’s was huge that year (now I’m really dating myself) and my Mom and I loved Ponch and he was in the parade.  He was on the other side of the road when he came by and I remember my Mom yelling out “Ponch!” and he looked up with that amazing smile and looked right at her – well we think so anyway.  I will never forget that day.

Happy Thanksgiving everyone!

Until tomorrow.

Jenna

Day 56 was created with pen, ink and watercolor.

Day Fifty five – Horn Of Plenty

Art Apple - Day Fifty five
Art Apple - Day Fifty five

Also known as a Cornucopia!

The cornucopia is the symbol of food and abundance.  Wishing you all a Wonderful Thanksgiving – hope your tummies are abundantly full of food and your hearts overflowing.

Until tomorrow.

Jenna

Day 55 was created with watercolor.

Day Fifty four – I’m taking off my Camo!

Art Apple - Day Fifty four
Art Apple - Day Fifty four

I have Ankylosing Spondylitis.  That is extremely difficult to say and proclaim to the world.  I have spent the better part of the last ten years hiding this part of who I am.  I don’t think I’m alone or unlike so many people dealing with any of these similar inflammatory autoimmune diseases (Rheumatoid Arthritis, Psoriatic Arthritis, Juvenile RA, and AS to name a few.)  Before my diagnosis especially, all of my energy went into either finding an answer for the pain or doing what I could to get by.

My life became fight or flight and I didn’t have the energy or ability to do either!  So, I survived by wearing a suit of camouflage and took on the stance of hunker down and hope no one noticed that I had stopped going to parties or hiking or skiing.  Shoot, I cringed at the idea of becoming vertical let alone going to sit on rock hard bleachers for a game or figure out how to stand at a cocktail party (heels – hah!)  The idea of making small talk when the pain medication I needed to be there made me either fuzzy or overly bubbly.  I thought I had found a somewhat plausible story to tell people as to why I stopped working and the fun, crazy Jenna was just someone I outgrew.  Sounds legit – get married and become boring… I became sooooo boring.

I think that the stigma is a big part of why others may hide also.  Chronic pain is viewed like a modern day leprosy (my sincere apologies to anyone suffering with leprosy or Hansen’s disease – talk about a misunderstood illness and social stigma!)  And that’s just it – there is a social stigma that will only diminish as more people discuss and share their lives and experiences.  People who have a spotlight to actually speak firsthand about these illnesses have built their whole lives around a Hollywood façade – who’d want to hire them to be glamorous and adventurous in the movies if they actually told the story of their daily lives?  I’m taking off the Camo and maybe little by little in conjunction with all the bloggers out there, like Kelly at RA Warrior who asked people to blog today about this topic, we can slowly one step at a time make a difference.

Until tomorrow.

Jenna

Day 54 was created with pen & ink with watercolor.

Day Fifty two – Cuckoo… cuckoo

Art Apple - Day Fifty two
Art Apple - Day Fifty two

My husband’s Mom had a cuckoo clock.

He tells the story about how she would wake up to the sound of the cuckoo chime once and and have to lay there for a half an hour to find out what time it was because anyone who has or grew up with a Cuckoo or Grandfather clock knows that every half hour the clock chimes once.  Before the modern conveniences (yeah) of digital clocks that beam the time to us mockingly all night reminding us that we still aren’t asleep – the cuckoo taunted and haunted.  So, she’d lay awake and if the next half hour only chimed once – she was doomed to lay awake for at least one more half hour because the first chime she heard could have been 12:30am or 1:00am and her need to know kept her up.

My Nana had a couple of clocks that chimed and I love hearing them when I visited.  You could hear the tick tock from rooms away and the deep boom, boom, boom in the middle of the night was so reassuring to me.  My grandfather kept the key up high above the clock where we couldn’t reach it and there was a huge production that happened when he would open up the front glass door and crank the gears to keep it going.  He’d check his watch and make any tiny adjustments to the time and close the case back up.  I think I may need to get an old clock now – guess I’m getting old, or just more sentimental.

Until tomorrow.

Jenna

Day 52 was made with pen & ink and watercolor.

Day Fifty one – R2-D2 Apple!

Art Apple - Day Fifty one
Art Apple - Day Fifty one

This is a long overdue request.

My cousin Dave’s wife Nicole told me that their son Jack (gosh is he 4 or 5?) loves to check out my apples and that he had a request for a Star Wars apple and R2-D2 was agreed upon.  So…. this one’s for you Jack!  Doug helped – I couldn’t figure out what to do for the background and he said put him on the Sands of Tatooine.  What?   I had to google it.

I’d love to create more Art Apples from requests so I’ve decided that one day a week I’ll do an Apple from one of your suggestions. If you follow me on Twitter you know that there is something called Follow Friday so Friday seem like a great day!  Send me your requests – either comment here or put them on my facebook page at ArtAppleADay and I’ll choose one to do each week.

Until tomorrow.

Jenna

Day 51 was created with pen, watercolor and a bit of white acrylic (hate to admit it) – If you are a die hard watercolorist then you know how big of a sin this is…. oh well.

Day Fifty – Happy Birthday Mom!

Art Apple - Day Fifty
Art Apple - Day Fifty

Today is my Mom’s Birthday!

I am so lucky that she is my best friend, my biggest champion for following my dreams and talent, and the person I wanted to speak with when I was so sick that I was crying out in pain.  She was there at my side back in 2000 when I went to a doctor at a Stanford (yes, the Stanford) practice before I was diagnosed who asked me – “How is your marriage?”  Yeah, that was the cause of my pain – hah – going on 13 years…  I could see steam coming out of her ears.  When my Remicade treatment was delayed this month, she bless her dear heart, said “You are NOT going back there – go get that infusion!”

My mom, Susan, is amazingly smart (the go to in the family for all things concerning the English language – Bates College English major and first to correct our use of me vs. I and bring & take.) She is clever and quick and has a subtle, charming sense of humor and an amazing eye for design (although she will disagree.)  She is a wonderful grandmother to my brother’s kids and just retired from many years as the heart of my parents’ business and then a wonderful career at Bowdoin College.

I’m just so lucky she’s my Mom and I adore her.  So, Happy Birthday Mom – this apple celebration is for you!

Until tomorrow.

Jenna

Day 50 was created with extra love and care….. and watercolor.  These apples are my first Golden Delicious – usually I go for the reds and greens but cake seemed like it would be better this way!

Day Forty nine – Happy Appletini!

Art Apple - Day Forty nine
Art Apple - Day Forty nine

I have been emailing and becoming friends with a lot of new people I’ve met since I started making my Art Apples on October 1st.

Christine sends me great apple ideas and today I received an email from her after she saw yesterday’s post saying that she was going to suggest an Appletini but it looked like I had beat her to it.  It was Tee-ney!  So I thought I’d go with the thought.  I’ve got some great apple ideas for the next few days – sign up via email or RSS to get notice of everyday’s new apple!  Tomorrow is Day Fifty!!!

Until tomorrow.

Jenna

Day 49 was created with pen, ink and watercolor.

One Appletini, two appletini, three appletine, FLOOR!

Day Forty eight – Miniature Apple

Art Apple - Day Forty eight
Art Apple - Day Forty eight

It is so vast out there!  The internet that is supposed to make our world smaller by instantly connecting over 6 billion of us can often make me feel very, very tiny.  Not small but tiny.  Tiny in comparison to the total number of pageviews, twitter followers, likes and hits that this so called connectedness causes us, well me anyway, to be conscience of.  I may need to rethink my purpose here.  I’m spending too much time worrying about the insignificant things and not the art and whether or not it can help.  Is it making any difference?  Can it ever?  I am committed to my 365 days of Apples and I believe that people will and do like what I’m doing here but….  people will either “like” it or not.  And if you do – please pass this site on to someone else who might like it also.  I am going to go paint 🙂

Until tomorrow.

Jenna

Day Forty eight was created with watercolor.