The Last Day

The year has vanished nearly, how quickly it has gone, even bad days have gone quickly and I wonder how things I didn't look forward to came and went so fast.

I am missing the garden, many seed catalogs have arrived. I have to remember not to try everything that looks great in the photo. What you may have enjoyed seeing more than another painting or random photo is the mess from the Eggies. You have seen them on TV , as a laugh we got them for Christmas and tried them. They don't go together nicely, you have to use a small egg, they come apart hard, and they don't clean up in the dishwasher, plus as someone reminded me you could eventually pass on from heating that plastic with food inside. They are now in a container all 18 pieces of the set. Maybe never to be used again. Except...one more thing...the giver of the gift may have to try them when she visits again.

Painting from class the beginning of the collaged papers, the painting and additions and then the altered state with Print Shop.

Also every so often I like one of my blurry photos, the beads of light were coming from, I don't know just there around 2:30pm. As I mentioned before missing gardening so had to post a photo of my garden and I know you have seen it.

Christmas Leftovers

I am not quite done, I don't have to hurry or plan or shop, any of those things, I can do as I please, put some stuff away, take some photos, watch the sun. I took some photos as I was putting away. Sometimes I wonder and can't see where the light is coming from and what it is reflecting to make things look a certain way.

thank you for coming by, so much appreciated. Wishing you a Happy New Year, it is tough to be happy everyday. If your not, then being satisfied is good, or just feeling Ok is good also.

Christmas Eve

Wishing you the best holiday, hoping that all things have gone right and of course we know they don't always, wishing you good solutions.

This may not be my last photo of the kings, they travel great distances you know, along with this woebegone, wayfaring , what is she doing stranger??

Tell those you love that you do and even some you don't

Bits, Christmas and Art

It's snowing as I write this post, of course it wasn't suppose to snow. No feelings here that snow is necessary for Christmas or even December's end.

Of course the wise men looking different today, and working on a different expression for my faces. I can't keep doing the process the same and expect it to come out different. How many times have you heard that? The study of shapes, slants, positions all make a difference, so looking at something might make a difference also. Keeping a style and making it different is a close look at what I am doing.
the term "wayfaring" comes to mind and that isn't even about a look but more of life style.

It's Just Wrinkle

While doing some sweaters in monitoring the dryer for just a few minutes I started a painting, A paper bag cut up, just not really paying much attention that thing were getting rather creative just having fun. Then of course it took the horrible turn, but I had more things to monitor in the dryer, wool. I kept going and suddenly had a collage/painting. So too bad about the fold in the paper. It does not show as much as it does in a scan.

I am loving these kings these year you may see them again, someone did them in a ceramics class and did them nicely.

Not Too Busy to Paint

Also,not too busy to take photos, enjoying the Spirit of Christmas, the season more this year. Also taking a break from doing class work, but i see my faces are looking like my faces again. I don't feel bad about that 3 yrs ago I had never painted a face. Also thankful, a year ago the muscles in my leg were nothing I had just had a rod put in from hip and down the thigh. This is much more fun than a broken leg.
Also walking well again, or quite well.

So now off to make so vegeable beef soup and bake some bread.

Christmas Is Everywhere

Just some things around the house, My quilt from and old 40's sweater with the moose, and some of my daughters weaving, buttons, embroidery of star burst like flowers. This little wooden angel and the Kings.

Wishing you enjoyment from the smallest of things, one of the samllest of things I want to do is make a few popcorn ball, they are delicious, but then maybe the aren't as I remember. I will tell you if not.

My Stars, Warrior of the Stars

All I could think of was another song title when this painting/collage starting taking shape, "The Keeper Of The Stars" A song by Tracy Byrd, there is an echo of it in my head right now.
This painting/collage has many papers, layers because it was looking so bad, so you see gobs, and bumps, (some I can fix) it has texture beyond the beyond. However I wouldn't have posted it had I not like it.

I have had stars on my mind, I can't seem to get a Christmas card painted, all these paintings come out looking like warrior women. A knife and a spear would fit in.

I like this star in my kitchen it has a look of ice, it is the cheapest of metal at 98cents, and can look so many ways.

Deep Purple

That is what we have, the light of day is short, the song Deep Purple is lodged in my head, A line.."When Deep Purple Falls Over Sleepy Garden Walls" It is a song of movement, you can feel it as you listen and imagine .

A few photos, a journal page. Not my house, just a beauty in the pines.

Go See Diane She is having a giveaway and you will love her work and there is a good chance you know her already.

having pink eye is not the same as looking at the world thru rose colored glasses.
It must be the inner child, but I have pink eye.

Can't Stop!

Everything takes on a new look all papers and magazines, as they are used a different way for this type of art work. I did a scan and print of some fabric I have for this one, it has always been a favorite fabric, it never really fit into a quilt I would make or I never got the prints right to go with it. Funny when I think something is just right with something else and it isn't, or maybe it is and I can't see it or extend my artful thinking to get it right because I am stuck on how I think it should be.

Do you know how often something in some area of life has not been right because the image I see in my head is different from what really is? Think of looking for something that someone else has sent you to look for, something your not really familiar with in your household, you get this image from their description and go hunt to no avail. Then they come along all disgusted and find it. It doesn't look like you thought it should.

This is sort of off topic of collage but not completely , it is about mind's eye and what is really.

This is my beginning of glued papers and a face, and my ending, and it really isn't what I saw in my head but it is what I got and both are OK. This collage is about SEARCHING.