Holding Up My End

Lymphedema Woman-It's
been heavy, but I'm OK

Pond.....er

So I decided to continue to attempt a painting of a pond as requested by my friend, Christine. Now, I've been at this for a while, trying to get the hang of it, but I'm enjoying the challenge. What I get excited about, is making something new. Don't you?

Pick a pond

I've had a request for a picture of a pond. I said I would try. I made several. Here are 2 of them. Which do you like better; #1 or #2?

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Another door opens

Here's another gate picture with a door only slightly open. It was a request. Thanks, Christine.

The imperfect path

Made a path picture last nite with watercolor. It had become rather muddy from too much water and my unsure hand. Rather than crumpling it, I took markers to it and gave it the scribble treatment. It looks better when I squint.

Loving the Daffodils

Still enjoying daffodils. Was gifted with a large bunch of beauties. They are sitting on my table where my drawing board usually sits. It's tucked underneath the table for now. I decided to snap some photos and see what I can do with them.

More Daffodils

Here's another piece from yesterday's mindful art class.  I made it in response to the prompt which had to do with exploring what 'edges' meant. I drew with ink, then used a watercolor wash on top. This was a way to define the edges of the flowers.

Graffiti

Had a wonderfilled time today in mindfulness art class. We could choose anything we like to draw, as always, but there was a host of lovely daffodils so I couldn't resist using them. I made a number of pics and I came home after class and continue to play with them. I took photos with the Ipad and have been editing the photos.

Blog Time 2

Just messing around.

Watercolor, paper construction, digital

Blog time

I was blogging nearly every day for a year. I made a comitment to create something I could post, every day. That was very powerful. I made my creative time a priority. And I had a great time trying new things. I drifted out of the routine, but I've become more mindful and have begun to build up momentum. Here's today's entry.

Paper construction, watercolor, digital

Opening Up

I like the garden gate theme. This time I left the gate open. The picture, however is kinda dark. Gotta lighten up, eh?

Garden Gate

Made this pic today with new paints. Beginning to see how to use them. The colors dry very light, so it takes more washes. The colors are also brighter. Because this pic is small, about 5x8", I was aware of how I had to go so much slower, using a tiny brush. It's a good reminder of how to pay attention.

Not Pretty

Got some new paints so I'm trying them out. They go on very lightly. The colors are not very saturated. I made a muddy mess trying to get them stronger by layering washes. The paper will tear if I put any more water on it. Oh well.

Rollin'

When I want to enjoy the sensation of putting paint to paper, and I don't know what to paint; I often paint circles.

Rolling Along

Haven't been posting much. Been painting a bit. Where does the time go?

Beautiful Day!

There are still piles of snow, but a lot went away today. The river is really high from all the melting. We were out all afternoon, with wonderful friends, without coats! We're home again. I'm watching the sun set from my studio window. Nice.

Non-dominant shoe

Wonderful Mindfulness Class yesterday. The theme was about parts of yourself. One of the warm up prompts was to draw something you were wearing with your non-dominant hand. 

I find that very freeing. The emphasis changes from how the image will emerge to the much more basic challenge of how to hold the pencil to make a mark on the paper. The result is much more raw and stripped down.

Selfie Thursday

I like to draw myself. I do it on a regular basis. It can help me see how I am.
Also,  I got a new drawing board on a stand and I wanted to try it out. Sort of like a tabletop easel. I can angle it to be comfortable for drawing. I've also been not-so-comfortable with paint for a bit. I was looking for something different. Pencil is not usually my thing, but it can happen. I enjoyed myself. I like her expression in the picture; kind of thoughtful.

I wanted to be a cool girl: confessions of a chubette

I stood on a kitchen chair. My mother was pinning up the skirt she bought me. She had gone to Mays and brought home a selection of items for me to try on. It was easier than taking me and my little sister on the train.

She had chosen from the Chubbette department. The penalty for being over sized was that they looked like fat clothes. They were made larger but not proportioned to fit my short limbs and thick waist. Everything needed hemming. I inevitably ended up rolling up the waistband and the sleeves.

It was painful to feel so out of fashion as the popular girls got to wear their trendy treats. Even my footwear was so lame. The cool girls wore cordovan colored penny loafers. I wore "good shoes", as my mother called my lace up oxfords. I had angry red grooves in my skin from the rubber bands I used  to hold up my knee socks.

There was no sharing or trading clothes with my girlfriends. I was too embarrassed to do sleepovers. Not that anyone invited me. I never invited anyone over either. Not even for supper. Lots of times my parents weren't even home. And I felt like there was nothing to do at my house.

I discovered thrift shops and vintage clothing after high school. 40's and 50's styles, both men's and women's fit me in a way that mainstream clothes never could. I bought up all I could find and clad myself in complete movie star fashion, down to the underwear. Finally, I was a cool girl!

It's all but a memory now. Vintage has a different meaning; probably more like the 80's. I don't know as I never shop in second hand stores. I rarely shop for clothes anymore. Things change and what was once important is no longer. I live in the woods now, far away from New York City and the cool girls. I love it here, but I still have to hem everything.

At the Book Fair

Haven't the patience, nor wherewithal to paint or even doodle. 

I've been helping my Millie with her new venture. We had a table at the Berkshire Festival of Women Writers Book Expo this past weekend. It was intense but a really good experience. So many friends came out to support us.