It might not be in the holiday spirit, but we want to know anyway: What's the best present you received this year?
season five of desperate hosuewives.
Here are some sketches from last week completed whilst watching one son blow straw bubbles in his hot cocoa and the other son dancing to The Cure in his Hulk costume.
What are you hoping to find under the tree this year?
i don't know. i'm not that much for christmas presents.. to me it's more important to spend time with the people i love. but.. as far as presents go, i wouldn't mind season five of desperate on dvd (which my bf has hinted he's getting for me) and money or giftcards to buy whatever i want for.
Whoa, doggies. So much snow here in Flagstaff. 26" last count. That means loads of shoveling and lots of toasty beverages.
I am considering entering the Mail Me Art competition (http://mailmeart.com/going-postal/submit-mail-art/), so I've been dabbling again in (EEK) acrylics. Been a long time since I've tried that medium. What's interesting is that my hand is applying watercolor techniques with acrylics... and I'm digging it. We'll see what happens. It's all school to me - all the foibles and weird experiments are so much fun, and since I can't be in college right now - THIS is my college. Or, maybe this is my built-in excuse for making a lot of tragic painting mistakes, the ones that I can't even stand to look at. Haha.
~C
Here I am. House smells of stir fry and so do my clothes. I'm jonesing for some rice tea. I've had a crazy fixation on hot sauce lately and consumed one two bottles of Tamazula this week all by myself. Not sure why. My little boy was super wild today and I'm not sure why that is either. I'm about to start a sci-fi book called The Child Garden. I hear my little town will be covered in a couple feet of snow tomorrow. Wheeeee! There's a good chance I will be sledding on Tuesday. I wish for more time than I have. I don't hardly ever wish a day will go by fast. Not even the bad ones. Well, maybe the really bad ones.
I've had a lot of characters flitting about upstairs in my mind. Here are just a few.
The one above is for Illustration Friday's topic: Crunchy. Funny, huh?
I just watched The Princess Bride, directed by Rob Reiner, again this week. Saw it when I was a teenager. Still one of the most wonderful films and utterly quotable! IF per chance you've never seen it... then add it to your Netflix cue or whatever. You'll love it. You can even see it with the kiddies.
Memories and floating and wishing and feeling all sorts of oceanic.
An idea that I'm toying with. It's toying with me, actually.
Happy Halloween, everyone! Hope you enjoy the festivity of giddy little ghosts, dragons and fairies at your door. Be sweet and give them a treat.
Here's a treat for you!
"Brother and sister", 15" x 14 1/16", watercolor, India ink and pastel, 140 lb paper.
The sky opens up tonight and down comes our first snow. I see the space of air swirling between the swaths of white. I am not ready for this, I think. Just not yet. Later, okay. The boys tromp around and come inside. Then out again. And back in. The cocoa is made, the real kind like my mom makes. Spaces in the heart open up. I think about when I was seven and my sister and my brother lived in a big white house with stained wallpaper. Think there were pictures of teapots and flowers on that wallpaper. The hubby calls and he will be late. But it's fine because this soup gets better if it cooks longer. I feel ragged. I feel swell. I think about heaven and hell and how it is all so weird to categorize a life after like that. Here I am and I am in love with people and if I don't like someone, well I will eventually because it is my nature to try and try to make it all right, to hope beyond hope, at least inside my heart. And hell doesn't belong to anyone. Nor does heaven. Those are a fool's gambles. More spaces open up in my mind. There's a little Nick Drake on the player now. Before that, The Clash. The soup is too watery, so I mix in some potatoes, flour and water. And butter. I think good thoughts because that all goes in there too with the ingredients. I think of Rakel and how I love her. Darling. And now... there's another space and it is for me to step into. The night opens up and soon I'll be sleeping in it with some dreams, a jumble of me of you of friends from long ago of soup of spiders of kisses of snow of boys of husband of love of....
Forest.
Drawn.
Too many words with very little meaning to me to explain how I feel on this day. I can only think back to experiences and let it pour over me... what I've seen. Yesterday I celebrated my son's fifth birthday. Today I've been married for 16 years. It's a lot to me.
Working with a completely new palette was very exciting. This is a new painting titled "Scape for perseverance". It is 18 1/4" x 17" and created in watercolor, India ink and pastel. The idea of white spaces bumped around in my head for a couple of days, but I didn't know how that would come together. I often don't plan out a painting... unless it is an actual assignment. The spontaneity of allowing color to appear in its time is the stuff of heaven, I think, for many artists. It is for me, anyway.
C
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