Walking

I've been going for a lot of walks lately and feeling good energy and vitality as a result. Tonight I brought my camera with me and wanted to share some of the beauties that nature gives us so freely. This spider was just waiting to have his picture taken - he sat so still; maybe he was sleeping.

I love the look of echinacea flowers in the fall - the way they droop.

This looks like it would be a good tree to climb, but it was in someone's yard, so I didn't think it would be a good idea.

Poetry

I have been going through a lot of very difficult things in my life lately. But with loss comes rebirth and newness. With honesty comes peace. I have not been able to create any art lately - the inspiration just will not come. I know it will eventually again, but right now, my feelings are coming out in poetry.

it’s been a dreary cloudy day
for so long
the rain has soaked through my clothes
but i hardly notice

my skin has become numb

and the sweat mingles with the rain
i run through the smog
barely able to breathe
my lungs gasping for air

wondering if i will survive

my heart was full at one time

as the days and years went by

i freely gave of myself

first an arm

then a leg

i gave my soul

my mind…

have i become an empty shell

with nothing left to give

or can i be refilled somehow?

as i run

i wonder

am i still a whole being

have the parts reconnected…

i can only think that i have to escape

nowhere to go but up

as i reached the bottom long ago

my eyes were closed

a mask positioned upon my face

that i placed upon myself

so i would not see

suddenly desperate

i have torn it off

and opened my eyes

what i see causes the tears

to sting my face

the saltiness

enters my mouth

and i accept it

i must take flight

the wings i never knew i had

have lifted me from the ground

and carried me away

gently, tenderly

caressing my soul

i feel the limbs begin to grow

but i will not walk

i will fly

I'm going to be out of commission for about a week, and then I'll start posting again. I haven't had time to do much art except for a bunch of ATC's for the next trade happening next Sunday and I haven't been very inspired lately to create. Maybe I need to listen to music and meditate. I've been going for long walks; going further than I've gone in a long time, and walking fast. It really makes me feel good to feel my heart beat faster and feel the fresh evening air flowing through my lungs. I love to see the summer flowers in all their bright colors and the tall trees dancing in the wind. I should have done this a long time ago, but anytime is a good time to start.

Having gone back to work this week, I haven't had time to do any art, but I did go to the Vancouver Art Gallery to view the Monet to Dali exhibition, which included Manet, Monet, Cézanne, Modigliani, van Gogh, Rodin, Picasso, Dali and other European artists. It was definitely a treat for the eyes. There were also quite a few sculptures, including a bronze Thinker. Also showing was the House of Oracles, from one of China's most contemporary artists, Huang Yong Ping. Many of his pieces were huge, including a 100-foot long wooden python skeleton.

On to other things. Here is a poem I wrote that may feel true to many of you.

Creatures running round
in my head
trying to escape
they don't recognize
each other
or the walls that keep them in
my head feels
the pressure
wanting to burst
every morning
on auto pilot
i fulfil my daily duties
by rote
knowing my head is full
of unknown territory
i'm only scratching the surface
the truth slips past me
i reach out to grasp it
and it's gone
i lie still
breathing deeply
turn inward
the creatures rest
i know them.

My Sister's Art

My sister, Karen, is an artist too, but her art is very different from mine. She uses oils and watercolours together in her paintings. I thought it would be nice to post them so everyone can see her art as well. She signs her pieces "Karen Louise."

Underground

Aquatic Life

Potted Plant

Illumination

Fabric Collage Progress

Today I created this collage using the second face I painted on fabric. Here is how it looks so far. Now I just have to create a border for each of them and then I think they will be finished.

Today is also the last day of my three week holiday. I didn't travel anywhere, only in my mind. It has been very relaxing and I wish it could go on and on. I crammed as much as I could into each day, not wanting any day to end. I spent time with family and friends and also spent time alone trying to extend the borders of my art.

Another Fabric Face

I worked on another face today that I painted on fabric. This is how far I got. I'm going to make it into a fabric collage as well, but this time I didn't paint it with gesso first. I'm hoping that will keep it from bunching up like the last one did when I sew it together.

Fabric Face Collage

I've been working on a fabric collage. I started by painting a piece of muslin with gesso, then I drew the face on it. I colored it with watercolor pencils and then used a wet paintbrush on it. I was happy with the face, but when I sewed all the pieces together today, I had a little problem with the gessoed fabric bunching up. Next time, I might just do it directly on the muslin. But it's my first time painting on fabric, so I'm not too fussed about it.

Today's Faces

I did three new faces today. I've always done them on paper and want to try them on fabric for a change, maybe muslin. I'll try that later this week. As I am doing them on a drawing pad and I start with the eyes, somehow, some of them end up being too big for the paper, and I can't finish the hair, which I love doing too.

Birds Eye View finished

I've finally finished my bird project that I posted awhile ago, unfinished. I left it on the foamboard and created a shadow box around it. I used watered down glue and tissue paper on the "frame" and painted it with Nickel Azo Gold and Chromium Green. Looks really organic and I'm happy with it. On to the next!

Poem

Here is a poem I wrote. Sometimes the only way I can say how or what I'm feeling is with poetry.

Crushed beyond repair
the weight of the world
fallen on the broken bodies
the mysteries of the universe
just beyond reach
the future
is not within grasp
the past haunts
and begs to be forgotten
the present slips by
the moment, the second
one is aware of now
it is gone
never to return
crushed like dried rose petals
never to bloom again
but the fragrance
lingers on
through time.

Sadness

I was feeling sad last night. So what to do, have a good cry or paint? I took one of my face drawings that looks very sad and transferred it to a painted canvas. I painted her and added a singing bird to cheer her up. Today's another day.

Mansions

Here is a painting/collage I did that was a lot of fun. We all live somewhere, most of us in houses, and to some, whatever they live in is a mansion to them. Our homes should be our palaces, our places of solace, where we can run to when we need comfort or protection, but not everyone has that. These houses are just for fun, with all kinds of imaginable things happening inside them.

Rain in July

If you think that those of us that live in Canada are in the cold, here's a couple of pictures of what's happening here in Vancouver weather wise. Mind you, usually in July, we do have hot weather and just last week, it was so hot I was complaining. But now, we're living in a rain forest. It rained so hard, it sounded like huge hailstones on the roof, but it was just water. Send me the sun again! The pictures are from my back porch, and it looks like snow on the skylight, but it's rain!

Birds

I decided to try something other than people and go for the birds. I was thinking about how free birds are and how bound most people are. We get caught up in money, possessions, relationships, truth and fiction, and playing games. We get stressed and it affects our health and everything else in our lives. Birds don't have much, but at the same time, they have everything. They always have a song in their hearts. They sing in the rain and in the sunshine. They create their nests and sit on their eggs, show their babies to fly and then let them go, which is more than a lot of us do. Birds can teach us a lot; we just have to stop what we're doing for a few minutes and watch the birds. I painted a background of blue, green and white, then wrote a story about birds and people over the entire foundation. Most of it I covered up with gesso. Our stories get covered up all the time.
I painted the birds and houses on muslin, and tried to make them 3D by stuffing them a bit with batting. I don't know if I like what I did with it, but I tried to show bird's lives and peoples lives together. Birds don't get parking tickets for sitting in trees, and they don't need prescriptions from doctors, or have to write cheques to buy their nests.

I haven't fastened the birds to the substrate yet - I may sew them onto fabric instead. Let me know what you think.

Here is a close up of one of the birds

Painted faces

Here are two more faces I painted today. The blond one looks to me like she's very unhappy. I am going to try to make a collage with some of these faces.

Purse

Some of you have asked me to post a photo of the purse I made for Haute Handbags 2. So here it is. The glasses case on the front of the purse was made with a Smarties box. I covered it with a couple of layers of cardboard to make it stronger, covered it with the same paper as the purse, and then coated it with Crackle Medium. At first, i just wanted the insert on the front, then I saw a pair of broken reading glasses, and knew they were meant to be in there; of course they fit perfectly. You can also see inside the purse.

As I am on holidays for three weeks and not going anywhere in particular, I hope to get a lot of artwork done and share it here. On Sunday, I went to my first ATC trade and brought the ATCs that I posted earlier. I met some great artists and kindred spirits and went home with wonderful miniature works of art. But of course, I couldn't go home before I went to RubyDog's and get my fill of a bag full of Leanne's goodies. The great thing is that Leanne can tell you the year that each item was made in. As she processed a sheet of German scraps, she told me the story of how they were made in the late 1800's, and how the early scrap books got started. But you'll have to go there to hear the whole story. Her link is on my Favourite Places list.