"How do you make your world? What’s important to you; and what choices do you make to live your life? How do you cope? Creativity plays a huge part in everyday decisions, especially when the unexpected happens. What role does creativity play in your life? Do you have a talent for creating something? Are you dreaming of a career or do you wish you could stay home with the kids? Do you even have kids? If so, how have they changed your life? If not, do you want any?"
~Caron, Goddard University
I am putting out a suggestion to those women who pass by to go and see the blog Women Creating the World. Any woman may contribute. Caron, the author, justs asks you introduce yourself to the crowd. Say "hi!" and let everyone know what makes you tick as a woman. You may comment on an existing topic, or email Caron with another topic to post. It has enormous potential to be a powerful sounding board for women. Go take a peek.
I am putting out a suggestion to those women who pass by to go and see the blog Women Creating the World. ANYONE may contribute. Caron, the author, justs asks you introduce yourself to the crowd. Say "hi!" and let everyone know what makes you tick as a woman. It has enormous potential to be a powerful sounding board for women. A relatively anonymous arena for our thoughts and feelings.
Doing the right thing always feels good.
I am a registered Marrow Donor. I have been for about 9 years. No matches yet, (not that I really want anyone to match me) I have heard that the process is quite painful for donors. Being a mother of two, I can't comprehend how scary it must be for a family in need of a Bone Marrow Transplant. I can imagine alot of things quite vividly, but I cannot even dare to come close to that. If you would like to register, please contact the National Marrow Donor Program at www.marrow.org. The chances of a match to you are one in a million, but hey, we gotta win something sometime right? To me there is no choice, if I match someone, I'll give. So should you.
It is spring. Thank God! Halllaallluuueeeaa! Sing it from the roof tops. It is also the time for m annual ritual of breakin' out my tootsies. time to paint them. Doll them up. Show them off. Let them be free to play, wiggle, soak up the sun. Place them in fancy sandals. Ok. They're Tevas. but so what? They are fancy to me. Fancy with comfort.
There.. my written submission to Illo Friday and Studio Friday. Spring and Comfort. Let your feet free! Let your tootsies wiggle! It is time for the painting of toe nails!
Here is a slice of the first two pages of the new book/art journal I'm currently working on. This one is for me, and its all about me. I'm trying to identify wtih my past, figure out today, so my future will be more precise. I see a path for my art and my business that I really need to start focusing on. This is my book to clean out the clutter.
The sap flows here in New Hampshire right now. My grandfather, although gone, still lives in his sap house. My uncle runs it now. Z and I stopped by yesterday to check it out. I was looking around with my camera and spotted some sketches on the wall. Faces peering back at me. Almost like ghosts of those who worked here before. I asked my uncle about them and he told me a really neat story that I wanted to share.
Everytime he lights the fire under the boilers he uses a long thin stick. After blowing it out, the end is charcoal. Not wanted to waste it, and having a need to draw everyday, he sketches on the wall until the charcoal is gone. My uncle is a frugal and excentric man. A facinating person who teaches me every time I see him. I learned not waste the charcoal, and to draw everyday. Even if it's on the walls.
Here is the first completed (maybe) page for Anke's Collaborative Book. I choose the letter W. I started out with a wire formed word 'White', but didn't like the feel of it. Off it came and here is where I am at. It is hard to see some of the details. I really tried to keep the white and windy feel to the page. Worn out?
STUDIO FRIDAY Theme: 'Secret Stash'
I'm finding that it is hard to 'secretly' tuck something away (so my husband doesn't know I bought it, or so my son stays out of it!) when everything sits on the floor in the living area. I do have an even larger 'stash' in storage. It'll be like Christmas when I get to dig into it again!! Until then, here is my dirty little secret.. no neat work area for me..