Holy Sh*t…

…I did it. 365 posts sharing my one year of exploring what artistic expression looks like for me. I began the journey in a home I no longer live in, made the time to do something regardless of where or how I was – Spain, Colorado, the day I moved, Arizona, my sister’s graduation, sick…

Thought Challenged

I’ve begun writing something and erased it 5 different times already so I think instead of anything coherent I’m going to write snap shots of the day. (That sentence alone, no masterpiece, got revised while being written 10 times. My brain apparently isn’t working linearly.) ~ Quinn and Isabella giggling in the back seat to…

Continuation

Tonight I continued working on my collage from yesterday. I used to different things to add some color to the wood, alcohol based ink as well as india ink. With both types I dripped the color on the top of a cotton swab and used that to dye the wood. Then I went through my…

Itty Bitty II

I continued my tiny tangle canvases. Sometimes it’s nice to try move to a 3D object because it shakes up my mind a bit. Like when I tangled the egg, which I still haven’t finished because the ink takes so long. Perhaps I’ll switch to a Sharpie and see if that dries faster. The photos…

Bouquet

Walking home for lunch today the sun blessed a patch of flowers as I walked past. My momentum kept me moving but head made me stop. I turned around and picked a few of the luscious purple blooms. A little further on white petals laying on green drew my eye like a spotlight. I grabbed…

Stationary Bike

Almost a year ago I took this photo of a bike. I saw it often on my morning walks around the neighborhood and something about it always made me happy. An old rusty bike finding new life as a garden ornament holding flowers. Admittedly I wished they’d taken the idea further – brighter flowers, perhaps…

Egg

I’d hard boiled eggs on Sunday with every intention of decorating them with the kids. It didn’t happen. But who says Easter is the only day to decorate eggs? We’ll still do it, perhaps this weekend. But tonight I wanted to try out the idea that Isabella gave me last Sunday. The eggs were boiled…

Blooms

If I may say so, I kicked ass today. I had a day off and after dropping the kids at school I swung back by the house to grab the dogs and took them to the dog park. Bailey ran, jumped, sniffed, and got into a few dog piles. Roxy barked. And barked. And ran…

Glimpse

Here’s a little insight into my process. I go about my day as normal and occasionally get a glimpse of what my creative adventure might involve that night. It’s like a day-long, semi-conscious, no-clues scavenger hunt. A quote that catches my eye gets filed away, an image sticks in my head as something I’d like…

Brain fried

I remember posting something yesterday about how I was going to add to the post tomorrow. Yes. Well. It’s tomorrow. And I’ve clearly underestimated my ability to bounce back quickly from jet lag and sleep deprivation. It’s all good though. What did I say in my first post? Oh yes – ‘no one is grading my efforts’…

I’ve been awake 26 hours.

Here is a photo of what I did on the plane. I will add an addendum and better pictures tmw….after I’ve slept and can make sense. (Updated: here’s my addendum which is what I wrote on the plane and better pictures of what I did. You have to click on the image to see the…

What a day

I enjoyed an almost perfect existence today. A slow mellow morning, a long walk to the beach, a bus ride to cueva de Nerja (caves of Nerja), and an evening of cooking tapas and wine tasting with a lovely group of people thanks to Casa Cebadillas. So I’ve walked in the sun, explored under the…

In the moment

I climbed up the spiral staircase and am sitting on the rooftop terrace watching dusk swallow the Torrox Pueblo. Up on the hillside to my right a herder is bringing the goats down for the night and I can hear them yelling and shaking a bell while the animals baaah and bleat in protest. The…

Facing the challenge

Being tired from the flight made for a perfect day of resting and playing around with different things. I tried photographing my breakfast and the village from the rooftop terrance but what I decided to post pictures of, is what challenged me most. I’d brought some watercolors with me and tried playing around. From the…

Time Machine

Who says there isn’t a time machine? Sure, you can’t go too far into the future or past but time is certainly fluid. I woke up Thursday, got on a plane and in 8 hours I was already in Friday. It’s strange to have time squeezed. It feels like I should say something more except that’s…

Recycled container

Not much to say about my project today except that my son was watching me and asked if he could help. I like that my kids will see me doing this everyday. Materials: recycled container (from the magic joint stuff we give to our dog – I love the shape and the hefty cardboard); gesso, watercolor

The evolution of my space

Definition of OCCAM’S RAZOR : a scientific and philosophic rule that entities should not be multiplied unnecessarily which is interpreted as requiring that the simplest of competing theories be preferred to the more complex or that explanations of unknown phenomena be sought first in terms of known quantities In other words – KISS (keep it…

The beginning

Today I turn 39 which means I’m stepping into my 40th year. I’ve decided to use my birthday as the first day of a more artistic life. I’ve always been drawn to creative projects, yearned to make something but I’ve always been scared. ‘I’m not an artist’ I tell myself. ‘I’m not creative like others…