I came up against a bit of an anti-halloween spirit this week. It's hard to explain but it involved a parent in a group I actively participate in, objecting to the celebration of the macabre. She had her reasons, I listened. I also listened to my own spirit (for a change). I held certain ground, I didn't waffle. I let much be. A huge, HUGE lesson for me, well learned.
Many thanks for Connie at Dirty Footprints Studio for being who she is, all the while helping us to be ourselves. Thanks, Connie.
The front is dry pastels, Pitt pens and collage from the collage sheet I made last week. The back is a photo with two of Kim Klassen's textures with text. The back reads, "I hope to reach a point in my life where I am able to be in a crowd and simply issue blessings to all life around me instead of feeling the annoyance, the judgment of people and my own inner judging voice".
This was inspired by a moment downtown a few weeks ago when I felt overwhelmed by the sheer presence of people wound up, bustling and shoving. I was transported back to the retreat I took in July studying with Penelope Smith and an experience we had as a group where we had all been given very personal and individual blessings by a soul incarnated in a cat. I remembered thinking what a gift it had been to be there, receive the blessing and wonder if I would ever be capable of that level of presence.
If we were meeting for coffee this morning I would say "hi" and come on in, I'm spending the morning in the studio.
Last night I was the only taker to walk the dog because it was rainy. The light was so beautiful outside though, it was a bit foggy and just so orange-y; must be the reflection from the leaves on the ground. I had to get my camera and go back outside to try to capture the right shade.
Then I spread out the leaves Riley and I have been picking for a school project. I was thinking how each is so very beautiful in its own way.
Over at Amy's Lucky 13 place, the theme today continues to be Halloween. She's wondering what everyone's favorite Halloween candy is (she says she buys hers at the last minute so they don't eat it all which I say, is the whole point - to get to gorge on your favorite stuff). My favorite is the SweetTart rockets.
Oh my. I usually eat so many of them I get sores in my mouth. My least favorite are those molasses Ste. Catherine ones that I used to throw away even before I got home. So imagine my surprise when iMan said they were one of HIS favorites and he proved it by buying a big bag of them.
Oh now look, I've gone and finished my coffee already, I guess I had better get back to work. Thanks for stopping by.
It's been a couple of weeks of play for me. I've been watching the Skinny-Mini photoshop videos by Kim Klassen, experimenting with that wonderful program, learning where some useful tools are. Here is a shot of a few mini pinecones I've fiddled with:
And yesterday I made a collage sheet, not my first but my first with butcher paper gifted to me by the Queen of Arts last summer. You end up with a nice flexible sheet, easier for cutting up and the collage pieces lay a little flatter. I was thinking pink yesterday and just had a great time with it.
My niece first alerted me to this YouTube video on her Facebook page. And since I've recently - ahem - mentioned the Bieber haircut, I couldn't resist posting the video. Maybe it's the cold, the language issues, the geese - I don't know - but it's all "ours".
I've been reading Virtual Coffee at Lucky 13's place for awhile but I've never poured myself a cup. But today I'm inspired because we are talking Halloween and pumpkins. So if we were meeting for coffee today I would show you some photos I took last weekend from our trip to the pumpkin patch. First I would tell you how this guy scared the crap out of me when I filled the jug to water the houseplants.
Then I'd let you know that as pretty as the orange ones are, there are some ghoulish looking pumpkins as well.
And since it had rained like the dickens the day before, there was plenty of mud to go around whilst climbing the hay bales and lurking through the labyrinth.
There were a few unforgettable animal friends we made
and row upon row of trees to hug.
But right now I'm going to sit back and sip my iced mocha coffee and finish off that last raspberry sablette bought in the market store last Saturday.
Is it just me, or is the comb-forward look, well...a little ridiculous. It's things like this that make me feel old, out of sync and moving backwards. Of course, it's just an illusion. So we decided to try to be hip and cool. May I introduce, Baby Bieber
and Bodhi Bieber
complete with our best rockstar sneers. Yup, it's our real hair.
This was a new technique I had in mind for last week's card before the whole mask idea materialized. It comes from the Cloth, Paper, Scissors May/June issue using tissue paper to create texture. Acrylic, stamps, pens.
P.S. I forgot to mention that the back was done with text over one of Kim Klassen's textures.
I've mentioned my friend Sally here a few times. A dear friend who used to be my neighbour, we have boys the same age who went to the same school. She left last July to move back home to New Zealand, literally the other side of the world. So far we're managing to hold onto our friendship through technology and the good old fashioned post (thanks to her lone efforts). She recently sent me this astonishing koru for my birthday. It is made out of rose quartz and together with the Maori meaning of the koru is my current talisman for new life, growth, strength and peace. I am so very grateful for the people who bring these things into my life.
We also had this little e-discussion over the word, "bugger" which, apparently, is quite a popular expression in NZ. I grew up with not being able to utter the word (of course the adults in my childhood imagined a slightly different spelling of the word) for fear of dire punishment, whereas it is commonly said where Sally lives. She sent me this video that had me howling and convinced me that I had to experience this place for myself.
I started this week's card off intending to use a new technique from the May/June issue of Cloth, Paper Scissors but instead this came through with a life of its own. Collage on black gessoed card. The back is photoshopped text on a texture from Kim Klassen that reads, "How often I wear this mask that everything is alright when deep down inside it doesn't feel alright, none of it is alright. "Fake it until you make it, " is an adage that sometimes gets me through. And sometimes it doesn't. Aging isn't mellowing me the way I expected it might, instead it is making me more defiant to live as I believe."