I just got back from the beach and I can tell you that gets my juices flowing. I just love it there. Waking up to the sound of the ocean. Watching the sun set. My most favorite time at the ocean is at night when you can see the moon light on the ocean. It sparkles like little diamonds. Just beautiful.
I also have time to just hang out and do whatever I please.
I painted some watercolor butterflies. I can scan and print them and add them to my paintings. I will use just the wings to add to my girls.
Monday, May 31, 2010
Friday, May 28, 2010
Saturday, May 22, 2010
Thursday, May 20, 2010
My dad lives above the garage. That is one of the first things we did was completed the apartment for him. It is great. I love that I can have my dad here with me. It has been wonderful. He is 82 and is just a pistel. He can sit out there on the balcony on a nice day and have his coffe. He loves it.
This is the house right after we finished the painting in the front. Not sure if I am going to keep the color of the door. I was thinking more like merlot.
This is Steve working on the roof. Putting on Baby Diaper Shingles. They really look great now that it is finished. I will get some more pictures later when I have my pots on the front porch and it looks pretty.
LOTS OF WORK TO BE DONE!!
But it will be soooo worth it.
This is the house I wanted all my life. My best friend Lisa live across the street. I would sit on that sidewalk and just look at that house and say someday I am going to have that house. When my mother was alive she would say lets go up the street and look at the Chambers House(Our House) This house was not lived in for 30 to 40 years. The man who owned it was a Dr and he lived in Chicago he would come every so often just to make sure everything was working properly. 6 bedrooms, 5 baths, 4 fireplaces. I don't know maybe we are crazy but all I can say is that this house has been so full of love since we moved in. We have parties around our fire place outside. I will have to get a picture of that and show you. We have most of our family gatherings here. I get to see my grandson almost everyday because they live 2 blocks away.
Mrs Chambers was such a mean lady she would yell at Lisa and I if we would walk on her side walk. She would run after us with a broom. She was mean.
But one Halloween we decided to got knock on her door, just because we where rebels, wanted to get a thrill. She answered the door and we were getting ready to dart but she was so nice she gave us each a quarter( and back then that was alot of money for a 8 year old) and asked if we wanted a ride in her Elevator ( Yes it does have an elevator, Awesome). Well we declined because we where not that brave.
But I knew some how then that this would be my house. I think it is the Law of Attraction. If you believe it. It will be.
We still have so much work to do. Luckily Steve my husband is a contractor. But sometime that is not so good because you know like the saying goes "The shoemakers children never have shoes" something like that.
We have the front of the house almost done but the rest is a work in progress. We ( I should say Steve) just put the roof on with new shingles made out of recycled baby diapers.
Sunday, May 16, 2010
What inspired me for this painting was a little girl I saw walking in Reading the one day she was so cute with her hair in little curley ponytails on the top of her head. She was so silly. Everyone needs to be alittle silly sometimes. I am always silly. Laughing to me has always been a way to release stress. I was always the comedian in my family. When things were going wrong or my parents were down I learned fast that I could get them out of that bad mood by making them laugh. Even in the worse circumstances if you find the humor in it you will feel much better.
So everyone......................."GET YOUR SILLY ON"
Saturday, May 15, 2010
Friday, May 14, 2010
Just let me start by saying I am not a writer. I have never been good at it. I can talk a mean streak but not write it. So what I am going to do is just write like I am talking to whoever wants to listen. I can't worry about the composition.
Ok. I just wanted to say that I love that I have an outlet like this that I can show you my art and say whatever comes to my mind. I have always been an artist in my heart. I have not always thought I was but I can say I do now. I can say now that "I AM AN ARTIST". I don't know why the words were so hard to say for so many years. I wouldn't show my work to anyone but my family. I was afraid of the rejection. I guess it was because of a feeling of "I am not good enough. How I got that thought in my head is beyond me! But I just kept on saying it. I thought that I could not make a living doing my art because of that thought. BUT I AM GOOD ENOUGH! Why do we do that to ourselves? It was like we are paralysed by a thought in our head. Those thoughts are gone for me. I will not let them in.
Not everyone is going to like my art. All I know is that is makes me happy when I make it. That is all that matters.
If you can Dream it. You can do it. It is as simple as that.
Ok. I just wanted to say that I love that I have an outlet like this that I can show you my art and say whatever comes to my mind. I have always been an artist in my heart. I have not always thought I was but I can say I do now. I can say now that "I AM AN ARTIST". I don't know why the words were so hard to say for so many years. I wouldn't show my work to anyone but my family. I was afraid of the rejection. I guess it was because of a feeling of "I am not good enough. How I got that thought in my head is beyond me! But I just kept on saying it. I thought that I could not make a living doing my art because of that thought. BUT I AM GOOD ENOUGH! Why do we do that to ourselves? It was like we are paralysed by a thought in our head. Those thoughts are gone for me. I will not let them in.
Not everyone is going to like my art. All I know is that is makes me happy when I make it. That is all that matters.
If you can Dream it. You can do it. It is as simple as that.
Sunday, May 9, 2010
Saturday, May 8, 2010
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
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