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Today I had occasion to visit a hospital as a potential patient.  The view from this side of the window is a tad different. OK it is very different, and every time I have this “moment” present itself to me… I am a dual person. Part patient, and part auditor.

I take in everything, the way I’m greeted, the way other potential “clients” are treated, waiting time, cleanliness, & important to me is the way staff interact with you.

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Emergency drop off, you are faced with steps, there is a ramp over to the side, but unless you have been there before, or know it is there, you have no choice but to try to make your way up the steps.. that have a very considerate sign that says, “be careful, slippery when wet” something to that effect.  I was able to make my way up the steps, but another lady who was clearly in great distress was doubled over by the time she made it into the reception area.

My own journey through the “welcome centre” was smooth enough, except for the first person who spoke to me like I was a child who wasn’t listening. to her sergeants command to “wait”!  Unfazed I did wait until the lady who I mentioned earlier came in and there was no one to help her.  Then MY ” I am higher than you in the chain of command” persona took over.

All in all, as I said, for me the hours were productive.  I did get to lie in a private room with a call button at my side, and IV in my arm.. the colours of the room were soothing, and altho’ I could hear the hustle and bustle around me.  I could detach, I was in an area that was prepared should my body do something that required their immediate attention.  I put my vest on backwards to keep my chest warm, a gown under my head, rolled like the Chinese neck supports of olden days, and slept.

When I got home, I painted the friend I met while sleeping.. Big smile.  She is not finished, but wanted to capture her sweetness before I totally wake up.

blue angel- montfortAnother day has come and gone.  Hope you had a good day.  I am going to be a good girl and REST till I see the doctor next week.  What will you be up to.  A lot of fun, and happy making of memories I hope.

PL Precept #18  Each moment is a turning Point

PL Precept 17 Grasp what is most Essential

Oyashikiri

Dymoon

vintage ? old? new?

vintage 4.17.17First, let me begin by telling you I do not collect dolls.  I have over the years belonged to the CDAA (Canadian Doll Artist Association) a club that no longer exists.  We were doll artists from all over the world who had an interest in one of a kind dolls.  Certainly not the kind of doll pictured above.

I met a lady in a shop, who over time, we developed more than a hi, good day, how are you relationship.  I found out she is an avid doll collector, not the one of a kind type of dolls but in particular ones from a Canadian company, that have a certain look to them, and a wardrobe.  Like myself, she is a crafter, and artist, with her hand in many different project. We are many such “creatures” on the planet, and we thrive on the exchange of ideas and the inspiration we get from one another.

It is in appreciating the differences in the people we meet that we ourselves grow.  I truly believe that.  Seeing their “vision” and “creativity” inspires me to look at the objects that come into my sphere of “seeking” when I’m out on a “treasure hunt”

The doll above, I’ve seen over the years in fancy boxes in shops that sell to the doll collectors, and have passed them without a second glance.  Today I saw this young lady with her beautiful hair rather messed, and untidy, hanging all over the place, her shift which once had been clean and starched, was now faded, dusty and had a staining (that brown coat of “age”) that made her look shabby.  To add insult to her condition, where other dolls were priced at a respectable price, she had been marked at a ridiculously low price.  The colour of her outfit doesn’t really show properly, but the dress at one time looks like it was a pastel Easter green.  Her crochet vest was perhaps an off white or linen colour.  Her mother would have been proud, her undergarments were still white.

Yes, I brought her home, used a crochet piece I had to put her hair up so that I could get her clothes off,  I’ve soaked the grime out.. and will give her a cleaning when I have time to get back to her,  Why did I do that.  I have no idea. I know I will not be starting a home for wayward dolls.  At the time it seemed the right thing to do.

We all get old.  Some more gracefully than others.  The kindness we show to others, and the reason for our actions at times is not clear to us right away.   But I know for a fact, that goodness, begets positive.  When we live with a desire to live our lives with pure intentions, life is good.  There is always a reason for our actions.  When you believe this, the moments of awareness become more frequent.

Today was Monday, tomorrow is Tuesday, how wonderful is that!  Sleep with dreams of soft pastel wonders, and tomorrow wake to a day filled with vibrant colour.

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A recent expression.. I was experimenting with my new watercolours on canvas and tissue.  Life is good, share your happiness with others.

PL Precept #19 Begin once you Perceive

PL Precept #16  All things Progress and Develop

Oyashikiri

when is fantasy real

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AT home I have a recliner, but basically I sit around with my feet up, and my whippet is never far..  .

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Yup I spend a lot of time sitting at my desk, working on the computer, or doing something with my paints and stuff.   In this picture, I was trying on shoes.. I did go an buy them. (some things never change)

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I watch programs that take me underwater, and show me creatures that live in the sea.  Except, in this case, I was swimming underwater, my avatar was swimming with mermaids..  ah ha!  that could be a bit of fantasy… but… I was there, via my AV .. I was the avatar and the mermaids and other swimmers were friends, it was a benefit to raise money for a charity RLF  (Relay for  Life)   hmmm sounds like a familiar event.  we were all there visiting in real time.

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I am the cute one ( sorry E) Siamese cats are just that much more adorable.  Especially the Dinky avatar ones. =^_^=

Now, true in the day-to-day world, I am not going to put on  a sea witch outfit and jump into the Ottawa River, or the St. Lawrence. (river that divides some of Canada from the USA)  but my friends are from all over the world, and we really do meet and chat in-world when these events take place.

We wake up every day, and often we are always doing something within a certain mile radius of our home base  With the social media blossoming like it has, we get to stay in touch with so many friends, and their friends, whether they live close to home or not.  Golly gee, now they even  have to warn us about “fake news”

So…… I ask you again….  when is fantasy real? =^_^=   gives a Shirley Temple smile, and skips off the screen.  (for now)

PL Precept # 15    All is a Mirror

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PL Precept # 7    Everything exists in Relativity

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Church in the morning see you then =^_^=

messy Tuesday

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Welcome to my mess.  If you look .. you can see that it is a colourful mess.  It happens. Both these canvas pieces, I found in a thrift shop.  Both I brought home with the intent to recycle.  How I would end up recycling tho’ I had not predicted.

I was looking for something rather specific for another canvas I had been working on, and it turned out that the tail on one of the birds was perfect for what I wanted.  I pulled the canvas off the frame, and ripped it into pieces to get the piece I wanted.

Lo and behold I found that it was a very satisfying sound, the ripping of the old, dried canvas, and every more pleasing was the discovery that I really had myself some great pieces to do some unusual cards.  So today when I found this other canvas with the paint splatter all over.  There was something about it that drew me.. it was too busy for my taste, but I saw possibilities.  For a few dollars it came home with me.

Once again I found myself delighting in the sound of tearing canvas.    and … Now, I have a mess on my desk. I know, I just know. I really do… that these pieces are going to come in handy.  At what .. I don’/t know yet.  I’ll keep you posted.

Meanwhile.. I’m a very contented camper.  I’ve ripped, torn, and pulled apart a canvas, finished a super special card, found a piece that is perfect for my “escape” canvas… and the day is not done.  How lucky can one person be.  =^_^=

Now that the mess is made, and I’ve recorded it for ???  I can pack up the pieces and put them away for another day.

Happy happy happy, every one..

Oyashikiri

PL Precept # 17  Grasp what is most essential

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Step outside the box, enjoy all you do..

life is meant to be lived

life = art

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Art is subjective.  Art takes on many forms and is never really something that people will  agree on.  Style, techniques, presentation, so many many varieties and opinions.

As an “artist” I begin with an empty canvas or sometimes with one I’ve seen at a thrift and want to repurpose.  It is amazing how effective gesso is at wiping out what was previously on the canvas.  In this case I covered up a rather mundane picture of leaves and shrubs with black gesso (Demco) used for oil and acrylic.

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This little character started out full-bodied, but somehow, he didn’t like what was happening, and as other artists will tell you.. it wasn’t long before, he took on a life of his own. Happens when writing too.  The story line you have had in your head for days, starts to take shape on the screen, your fingers are typing away, your mind is playing out the scene…  it is all so smooth, so “happening”.. till you stop and take a breather…. you see the plot has taken turns, even you didn’t expect.

Is it “intuition” what happens when we are creative, when we try to reproduce the ideas in our mind to paper, canvas or other form of expression.  How often do we hear the expression.. “life happens”  or “sh#t happens”  Sometimes it is super cool, great, awesome even, and other times, it is a lot of , darn, cripes, and %@%# !  Whatever, there is always a consequence  to our actions.

IN PL we learn … that every day is a new beginning.  We learn to be creative with any and all challenges /opportunities that come our way.  Most importantly to appreciate the lessons, and outcomes of the day.

There is always a way, always someone who will help guide you to find the “way”

PL Precept # 11    Always be with God

PL Principle #3   I will live with a mind of appreciation towards others and things.

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Happy start to a new week!  My Little guy is hanging for now on a wall where I can enjoy his little smile.  The little imp is smiling.. he’s happy .. let’s spread the happiness.  Where ever he goes, the smile will go with him…

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paint time

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Good day everyone….

No two artists when looking at a blank canvas see the same thing.  Two photographers looking in the same area, along the same street, will each have a different “capture” in their lens.  Ever heard these words.. ” you were there, didn’t you see bla bla bla”   Well, you both might have been there at the same time, but you both very likely didn’t see the same things.  Each would have viewed the scene or circumstances from his/her own perspective.

Now the word “artist” what does it imply?   Or the word “crafter”  are they one and the same… hmmmm. you thinking about it?

Does it come down to how quickly you want your pant to dry?  No two mediums dry the same way ,even when choosing an ink pad, you have to know what you want to do with the ink you are using.. if you use the wrong kind, your inks can bleed or run… even when you thought it was dry… kinky right..

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That is why I love life and all the artist challenges it provides.  When I make the wrong choice, .. I get to start over or try to work with the results of my 1st choice. Sometimes it works, and sometimes it just doesn’t.  A friend draws in chalk, she lives the moment, when it is gone, she has lived the experience,  and moves on.. that is a beautiful way to let go.

I loved the play of shadows and light on the bramble above.  It struck me at that moment that it was full of intrigue. Today should I see it again, I might not give it a second glance. It would simply be a mass of twigs and branches waiting for spring  and rejuvenation.

La vie est belle, it is our perception that can cloud or colour our view.

I prefer arylic and water colours to oil… why…. paint time… =^_^=

Oyashikiri

PL Precept #1  Life is Art

Spring yay!

To walk where no one has walked before

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I wish, =^_^= but I was the one to make a new trail

down an unused road, that led me to another time

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a family home, once filled with laughter

now stands silent, waiting

this was not the structure tho’ that had caught my attention

rather I was drawn to a building that called out

to my searching ” eyes”

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“look, look, see my charm”, I got a picture in full sunlight

but this one with the little building half in the shade

I found had more to say

I sensed this is where the children played

on rainy days, on sunny days

this little structure captured and ignited

their imagination in every way

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this pretty face

was also part of yesterday =^_^=

It was an amazing day !!!

In PL (Perfect Liberty) we do our best to live each day doing our best to be creative in every way.  Make every day count, rain, snow, sunshine, it doesn’t matter. Do your best every day.

Oyashikiri

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