You Are My Sunshine!
This little creation is truly a mixed media piece! With collage, acrylic, and clay it is really a one of a kind piece.
Time out for Art is hosted by Zebra Designs and Destinations, check them out, they give me inspiration, maybe you too will be inspired.
When I read a post by one of my WordPress friends, “you hand-made me happy,” it triggered a memory of my grandmother who implanted in me a love for buttons, and fabric. When I was eleven years old, my grandma started teaching me how to sew, and of course if you sew, you need buttons. I quickly learned to adore fabric, and the buttons that went with it.
As time wore on, I not only made fabulous knockoffs from the high-end department stores for myself, I began making clothes for some of my mothers friends who had trouble finding clothes to fit. I don’t ever remember getting paid for this service, but I’m sure I was.
Today I have a large stash of fabric, and I rarely sew, but every time I see a fabric I can’t live without, I must have it. Not sewing any longer is in part due to my machine being an old Viking that I inherited from my mother after her passing, it has a short in it that apparently can’t be fixed, and in part due to lack of really decent fabrics being available. I’m sure there must be fabric shops that carry really nice fabrics, but I have yet to find one locally.
Buttons….well what can I say about buttons. I love putting them in my art, and on my clothes. Not too far from where I live we have a high-end yarn shop that has a fairly good assortment of custom buttons, and most of them are to die for. Those buttons can range from a few dollars to over twenty dollars a button, and they are fabulous. To be honest their yarn is so fabulous, I have gone in to look, and left with close to $100. in yarn. Not skeins of yarn, small amounts of different specialty yarns to put into my art.
You guessed it…we artists are just a little crazy, off kilter, and unique!
True everyone has their own style, but I get my inspiration from the most unexpected places. Am I off kilter…..you bet, and how can I complain about that when that’s exactly what makes me who I am. My mind is always turning, thinking about creating something. Maybe it could be a painting, a collage, assemblage, or a story.
How about you? What triggers you to do things a little crazy, and unique? Tell us, we’d all love to hear about it.
Thank you for taking time to read my post, have a great day, and tell me about the things that you love!
Starting kindergarten
My daughter-in-law wrote this, and I thought it so sweet. I wanted to share her thoughts with you…… Nolan is now five, and starting kindergarten…..
OBSERVATIONS OF KINDERGARTEN after 2 weeks: Ok so first let me say that teachers are WAY, WAY underpaid…let’s just get that out-of-the-way first. They are basically taking over our children for the whole day and they actually are expected to teach them something.
It’s weird but I already have this sense of pride and allegiance to my school. I feel really proud to say my son attends Capri. I love the location, love the whole school logo thingy (surfboard, plumeria, etc.) and just the overall vibe of it. I can already picture myself decked out head to toe in “Spirit Wear”. I am doing the hat, the undies..all of it. I am proud, what can I say.
I also feel secretly smug that Nolan’s kindergarten teacher is the cutest, most vivacious lady. Nolan and I are both slightly afraid of her..which is how it should be. Mrs. Calvo is out there leading the songs, bouncing around…I look around and let myself feel a little sorry for the other poor moms who don’t have her as a teacher. I know we all feel that way about our teacher…but mine is totally justified.
Pick up and drop off definitely shows new moms vs. veteran moms. I am starting to notice that the moms with 2 and 3 kids get there ridiculously earlier at pick up. They have the best parking spots and a really good book to read while they wait. I am still in panic mode when I drive up because of the absolute mayhem of the whole thing but I am catching on to the seasoned moms and I am starting to look like I’ve been there all along.
I admire the moms with a baby strapped to the front, the back, in the stroller..holy crap! They are also the ones who bring healthy snacks and water in a recycle bottle. I find myself hiding Nolan’s apple juice spiked water and pirate booty when I see a mom with mixed nuts (really??) and celery sticks. We will get there but for now we will just eat the cookies and booty before or after school.
Nolan is doing great. He comes home with so much information and excitement. When asked what he did at school his response is always, “I don’t know” but I notice at night it is like a confessional and he tells me all kind of interesting things about school.
I am hopeful and happy. Dennis and I are excited to be a part of this engine called Capri. Still trying to figure out our place but we are all getting into the swing of it.
I love this honesty, and I feel even closer to her because of it. As any mother knows, it isn’t easy…none of it is easy. Maybe it isn’t suppose to be, and for sure it can be at times a difficult journey. I think it rewarding, many do not. I don’t think that is right or wrong….it just is!
Coffee in the Morning
Another masa painting on canvas. This is a fun technique I learned from my friend Helen Shafer-Garcia. It is perfect in its imperfection!
Thursdays Time out for Art has been inspired by Zebra Designs and Destinations.
Old as Dirt and Proud of it! 
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