For a few years, all she painted was pots, she has worked with Origami boxes & has now working on glass. Once she learns & loves, then she tires of it & finds a new project to work on. She is an amazing woman.
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most of this Hydrangea’s blossoms had passed, this one is hiding
I wonder if it thinks if it hides, he won’t fade away. But Hydrangeas go out in a million different beautiful ways. I’ll show some tomorrow.
It starts in fire, hoping to end up on someone’s table
Just playing around with iPhone at my moms today
One week in & I’ve lost 45% of my brain, I think it slipped down the back of my throat
Its not allergies causing my post nasal drip, its home being with children, they have liquified my brain. They believe they have the most amazing things to talk about for hours & hours. The come into the art studio lay down behind my chair & whisper about a video game they are playing on somebodies iPod touch. This picture is how I thought summer vacation would be like, because I mentally erase the last.
What do you think the pollen count was that week?
I’m surprised we’re not all dead. A big thank you for allergy medicines that do not put you to sleep…zzzzz
The art class students got these t-shirts every year, the kids loved them, at first
Then they got camp shirts, field trip shirts, friday shirts… This art lessons I’m giving we are going to make a shirt of our own design with a wee bit of help from me.
The bluest blue I’ve ever seen. I want two for my front door like gem stones
But then I’d just have empty pots. Everything I put by the front door. One side thrives, the other side dies. I feel like some wicked monster, “yes, those plants are getting more sun. Yes, thats why they thrive. Yes, that is why you are sickly” Oy, the guilt, so I went old school & I put two fire engine red geraniums in the two pots. Both are thriving in equal measure. I have happy plants. It’s a good thing I couldn’t get these bluest blue pots, they’d clash with everything. Except yellow & orange & green…
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He was famous in his day, had money in his day, until the Great Depression. Art is the first thing to go. So in that, he & I are alike.
My daughter, I believe picked up his talent for things small.
They are bookends, they are safety in numbers, they are family
To have these amazingly sweet, furry teddy bears love you beyond measure, is to know true love. The gray & white was a rescue. The pound got her & her brother & both had one week to live. But the people who work at the pound know breeds, if there is a rescue for the breed, they call. Alabama Siberian Rescue put Nala on facebook & I filled out the foster form. She was with us two weeks & we were told that I have to put information & photograph her for Facebook. So that she may find her forever home. But her last name was Saab? She fit our family like a glove. She lives in my studio while I work. Sleeps in my room at night.
The big white dog, Blue was a departing gift for me while he was to be deployed. He was there so I had someone to protect me, love me, let me hold him. They are our bookends & they hold us together. Before you look for a special breed, please check to see if the breed you like has any homeless rescues that you can love.
Two weeks, I am going back into doing art classes at my home studio. Except instead of 10 kids
at a time, I’m going to one to two at a time. We have changed my art studio so I have my own space. The change recharged my energy level up. I like this one flyer for one & wish I could go to hers, but I need something a little bit more me. I’m offering age 5 to 80 wish me luck!!! I had a very big door close on me & maybe a smaller one will open.
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