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wall art, hung 3.27.17

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.

Oyashikiri

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…

=^_^=

back in time

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4 loaves of bread for $0.50 cents.

3 packages of hamburger buns for $1.00

Onions, celery, peas and carrots were the vegetables of the day, along with the potatoes of course, or in our case, the bag of  rice.  Your shopping cart could be full for just over $10.  Kraft Dinner was 4 for $1.00 and sometimes 6 for a dollar.  Baked beans, came in all two flavours .. baked with pork, or molasses.  Maybe there was one with a tomato sauce.

Mother whipped up dishes with chicken hearts, giblets, and often Sunday would be a roast of Beef, or Port heart.  I recall her chicken livers and green peppers.  Chinese dishes of course, all flavoured with garlic, ginger, and one of the soy sauces.  I still like these meats today, but I do see that they seem to be less the flavour of the day.

When she made up the giblets in a garlic and bit of honey sauce stir fried with the cabbage,  the sauce was oh so good over the steamed rice.

The icing on the cake, was when she would brown the rice that was stuck to the bottom of the pot… then carefully pour in some boiling water just as it got all crispy.  That was dessert.  We seldom had sweets for dessert till much later ..   This served me well, I don’t crave sweets, however, do admit to drooling for creamy butter filled buns from the Chinese grocers.

When I first started to cook for my own family, I recall gathering up cook books that showed us how to cook minced beef in hundreds of ways.  I’m thinking of this because today, I decided to do up a meat loaf for hubby.  While whipping it up, my thoughts drifted to when it wasn’t an unusual happening in the kitchen but rather a weekly dish that was served up in a zillion different ways, with either roast potatoes or rice.. and of course the obligatory side dish of a veggie.

Do I eat this way now. Nope, no, and no.  I can’t remember when I last had peas or carrots. a la frozen mixed vegetables sometimes with corn.  Now I overdose on brussels sprouts, okra, and tender green shoots from the Chinese grocers.

Oh how time changes… =^_^=    thanks for sharing the trip down memory lane with me.

My husband will have the meat loaf to himself (which he likes) ..  I am steaming pork ribs with Okra and red peppers for moi in a black bean and garlic sauce.  Can you hear the anticipation !!!

PL Principle #10   I will live in true harmony with my spouse.

Oyashikiri

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the art of Ice

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here today, gone tomorrow

to be there when the sunshine is so strong

the ice turns to crystal liquid

flowing happily

merrily

down into the ground

Now, the ice is in suspended art form

waiting for the temperatures to raise

then like glistening liquid fire

it will flow

to the earth below

Q

wanting – doing

joy 3.22.17Remember the other day, I posted this start of a new “expression”  She was joyful, I felt her energy and couldn’t wait to get back and work on her with a new media that I’ve found rather interesting.  Previously I have played with it in very small  sections of a piece I had been working on, and realized that to get the desired effect as shown in demos I’d seen, I would have to be more liberal with the product.

The product is made by a well known supplier Pebeo, I have often used their paints, their pigments are strong, vibrant,.. so I was keen.  The Vitrail. Prisma and Moon, Fantasy series all have the toxic danger symbol on them…   but for some unknown reason (to me) I saw but didn’t think any more of it.  I knew to be careful, and recalled having worked with such media before.

What I didn’t take into consideration was my reaction to the fumes, especially to the cleaning solvent needed to clean brushes, stir sticks etc. good ole turpentine..  Needless to say, soon enough I was feeling the  results of my being in the close proximity of the paints and the solvents.  Even after a day out in the fresh air, my head was not willing to deal with the fumes of the products.

So… that said.. my “Joy”, is being put on hold, she is still drying, for the paints to finish interacting  with themselves and to dry could take up to 72 hours or more… depending on the density ..how it was used etc.  My “Joy” is now continuing her drying process in the sun room.  All brushes, and waste (cleaning cloths, paper etc.) have been emptied outside.

Sometimes we want something, or we think we do, but the Universe has other lessons, or experience for us to live.  When Joy is all dry, I’ll re-address her possibilities..  maybe she has had enough too.  Who knows.

PL Precept #6  Efface your self conceptions.

PL Precept # 7   Everything exists in Relativity.

note.. this is a truly fabulous media, check out the videos on YouTube,  I have a sensitivity that doesn’t mean you will.  I should have remembered why I don’t work with oils is just not because of the time it takes to dry.  =^_^=   We are all different and unique.

=^)^=   thank God for that!!!!!   smile… life is good!

Oyashikiri

 

Thursday Doors 3.23.17

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Sometimes, where one begins, another ends, or……… in a short span of time, we see what lies ahead.

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Looking out a still frozen, Lac des Loups, Quebec.. a drive thru the Pontiac.

Blessings .. happy Thursday

PL Precept #16, All things progress and Develop

Oyashikiri

Wordless Wednesday

starting something new 3.21.17

Started a new canvas…  another new beginning…  Happy Wednesday everyone!

Oyashikiri

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

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