Fall

I am checking the forecast who,e the tea kettle readies itself to boil. The toddler and the cat are having a wee disagreement about who should sit on the top of the couch, the answer is really neither but I pick my battles.

I have been working on national novel writing project. I thought it was going to be a novel but it’s going to be a memoir of sorts. Writing my memoir feels like a big task but i am just allowing this to be my zero draft and not trying to shape the writing too much because otherwise , i might get discouraged.

To be honest, i have never been itching to write my memoir….it always felt to painful and crazy to really go there. However, time has marched on and i am seeing things in a new lights. The past is the past but we are doomed to repeat it unless we learn from it.

When i tell people my story…even just the highlights…they are amazed…i am amazed because it is nothing short of a miracle. So i will write it and even if i only print two copies, one for me and one for the hubby that is enough because the story will have been told.

I’m watching the trees sway outside, they gave been calling for snow this afternoon. I don’t feel ready for snow because just the other day i was frolicking in the leaves but the weather is as it is.

These days feel so pregnant with possibilities. I am not even sure what that means anymore but i am looking to the sky and trying not to step in random buckets the kids have left out. There is so much to learn and be grateful for.

Happy accidents

I downloaded the hipstamatic app again. Gah. It’s so fun. & My kiddos love taking pictures with it because of the filters.

Today I was playing around with it and doing and exercise from “get unstuck” by Danielle krysa (the jealous creator). The toddler played happily in the couch and chalkboard (🥴🤗).

I remember how I use to take pictures of random things for a photo challenge on Instagram. There was something magical about showing up with my camera and seeing what I can find related to a topic.

I don’t know how or why that simple act became almost impossible as the years swung by…

So here I am again. Responding to a simple prompt. Looking around at the things of my life and making art….that really feels like a ginormous gift.

A list for today #1

List |

Taking deep breaths

My kids. They are nuts but so fun. We are actually having a pretty decent summer and I say this because the past few have been bad bad. Keep us in your prayers.

Not trying to solve anyone’s business but my own| minding my business

Water

Vitamins

Dandy blend

Outside and chill

Laughing

Loving

Cooking

Baking

Music…Tasha’s Cobbs break every chain.

Reading. I’m going to try and finish a stack of books that I’ve renewed about three times this month…it’s mostly cookbooks (so I have a fighting chance).

Remembering my grandma. Her passing anniversary is this month. I want to make a cake or cornbread and greens and all the food I can recall her cooking. I don’t know what I will have strength for but she will be on my heart. I want to remember her to my kids because because of her I am.

Art. It is such a gift. One day…I will write(even if only you for myself) how it changed my life for the better.

Imaginary worlds

Materials |

Gouache , watercolor, ink, and marker. Scotch tape

Paper includes some pieces of Sabrina ward Harrison (and the questions) Daphne’s diary (little pieces of flower collage bits) maybe an image from Bella grace (yarn) and vintage papers. I think there is also a sticker from a planner sticker pack(probably happy planner) and some tabs from wanderlust (everythingartuk).

Wild simplicity daybook and my faux junk journal insert

It’s a faux junk journal because I made a little watercolor sketchbook (using pamphlet stitch), modified it to fit inside the day book cover and then I glue or sew the junk journal pieces onto the sketchbook😩.

it gives me the illusion of a junk journal with the possibility and stability of a sketchbook.

I really enjoy making sketchbooks…as long as I can do whatever when it comes to the binding…as soon as I have to be perfect I am over it.

Tbh I have some more fussing about to do in the inside of the insert…can’t wait to see what it becomes.

thoughts on gathering inspiration and/or supplies with intention

I have taken quite a few Jeanie Oliver classes and in all of them she mentions gathering your inspiration and/or material. it’s always beautiful and interesting to watch but honestly, I never really did it for myself.

lately, I have been trying to simplify my process and work with more intention….so I am (finally) giving the whole gathering thing a real try.

It’s still early days but I can already how honoring what I love ( to create with) and how I want to create feels in my body.

I think that because I came to art via an interest in abstract expressionism and intuitive painting that I was very unattracted to to a more limited palette, limited supplies approach.

for me, part of the excitement in painting is just intuitively reaching for colors and materials and I thought limits would sort of mess with my studio movements.

while the freewheeling approach once worked ( am may again)… a bit of foresight can definitely go a long way in providing space to explore…in times when you don’t have the time or space to work with wild abandon. these are those times

as someone , who is primarily works in sketchbooks, these days, I am no stranger to limits but I have mostly a sort of kitchen sink application with supplies until recently. earlier this summer, I let go of a large portion of my acrylics, they just didn’t bring me joy and the additives were making me sick…

so I have been sort of free-falling when it comes to art because acrylics are a very forging medium. Learning how to get my desired results in watercolor, markers, gouache, ink, colored pencils, graphite and charcoal etc. has been a on-going process. it has also been overwhelming, although that is all self-induced because I felt such an huge gap in my technical skills*. It’s still there but I have been working away at it with slow and deliberate attention.

as someone who loves all the art supplies and to explore having a container for my inspiration has been sanity saving. there will always be new and better but knowing how to really use the things that you have is also amazing. Someone will always be doing something cool and interesting but knowing what you like and the marks you enjoy making is equally as interesting. it is so tempting to think that the supplies make the art…while they shouldn’t hinder, if we are honest a lot of it is just marketing. I am already the artist I need to be…it’s take practice to be the one I want to be. practice. practice. practice.

*this gap has more to do with me and ,u own changing interest than the medium