Take it, or leave it?   That is the question.

The number one thing that stops an artist or anyone else in their tracks. It is wonderful to do your best, and work hard at it. Some things require it! But repetition is something that will help overcome a persons inability to do our best. An artist for instance, in my opinion will create more interesting art if it comes from the heart, without the fear of painting a piece we think will not measure up.

I work very hard at ignoring what others think, knowing not everyone will like or appreciate my kind of art.  That’s ok, we aren’t all alike, and it doesn’t matter.  You can’t please everyone!

I thought this might help some of you to hear it from a different source….not me actually, and definitely not your mother!  Have fun creating whatever kind of creating you do.

Thank you for stopping to visit Stone Soup,  see you next time.

If you can’t paint, drink it!


I know this is really simple, but sometimes simple is better.  I’ve been busy painting during the day, and watching TV and making dinner for my husband in the evening.  All in all, I forget to sit down and post until I’m in bet late at night.  I awake with great intentions,  but my day gets away from me.

Excuses, excuses!

Even though I am giving excuses, we are all busy and I’m sure at times all our days get busy.  So enough.  I found this extremely simple video, and thought if I can paint a wine glass like this, I can paint an abstract glass with wine.  My theory being if it doesn’t work,  and painting this seems impossible,  drink your model!!!  Try it, it may work for a relaxing afternoon or evening!

Thank you for checking up on Stone Soup,  I’ll post paintings as soon as I’m sure they are finished.  See you soon….

Another Adoption…



original home was London

For months now I’ve been searching Ebay trying to find a “Top Hat .”  No, I’m not going to wear it, although I would do something like that…I love hats. This hat will hang next to the Bowler hat I made into a hanging light over an antique chest.  This little  chest I received from my sister when she passed at the end of 2016, and I’ve always loved it. My mother was an avid antique lover and collector, and  this chest was one of my favorites.  My sister had saved many of our mothers favorite antiques, so I pounced at an unfortunate/unforeseen opportunity to keep them in the family.

My style has changed over the years, and I have few antiques now.  But some things speak to me, and I am unable to turn away.  Especially since we redecorated in a semi-steampunk style early last year.  So the eclectic mix of old, new and repurposed fit right in.

All I can think of is all the stories each of those items has to tell.

  • The hats…can you even imagine the stories, and adventures they might have to share?
  • Or a small ladies dresser, where has it lived and what kind of home has it lived in?
  • A ladies round top trunk.  Where did it travel to, and with whom did it serve?

My mind is reeling with the possibilities and adventures each has had.  My stories are rough, not nearly as eloquently written as some of my friends.  There aren’t enough hours in the day, or days in the week to pursue all the wonderful things I’d love to be doing.  Writing, traveling,  or a handful other interests.

Bowler hat hanging light

For now, winter knitting, and of course giving an old hat a forever home will have to do!   I’m very big on Upcycling, and when I take an item in, I’m taking them in as if they were a family member.  An adoption into our family.  But wait…if he’s a family member does he not deserve a name?   Both hats must have identification,  next step, their names!

Thank you for taking time out of your busy schedule to check on Stone Soup.   See you soon….

Timeout for Art – YOU CAN DO THIS!


Zebra Designs Destinations has been an ongoing inspiration to me. If I’m a little down, it pulls me up. If I’m flapping in the wind, it grounds me! I love this blog from 🇪🇨 Ecuador. Thank you Z.

Zeebra Designs & Destinations

"My life is but a tapestry of rich and royal hue."  (Carole King) “My life has been a tapestry of rich and royal hue.” (Carole King)

Recently we’ve joked about the magic carpet on the bodega floor, though our lives are all intricately woven like tapestries.  With each move – and I’ve made many, I’ve met new people that have enriched my life.  Sometimes we exchange ideas and move on, grateful that Life presented us a special gift.  Other times a chance meeting opens the door to a lasting friendship.   Some friendships from long ago remain strong through long-distance communications.  Many of my artist friends fit into that latter category.

“An everlasting vision of the ever changing view – A wondrous woven magic in bits of blue and gold -A tapestry to feel and see, impossible to hold”  Carole King – Tapestry

This past month several artists have written touching and soul-bearing letters.  

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Happy New Year Everybody



Happy New Year from
Karen at Stone Soup


Everyone is busy during the holiday season, so I won’t give you excuses about why I’ve been away. We all shop, cook, go out, stay in, get colds or flu. We all need time out for one reason or another, but everyone gets crazy at the end of the year. I hope everyone had a wonderful, safe holiday, and a happy beginning of 2018.

Some of us did, but fortunately only a few of us came down with colds or flu. Not me anyway, I don’t have time for that stuff!

I started knitting again for the first time in more years than I can count.  Yep, I’m not sure what inspired me, but I bought yarn around April or May, and with the help of my friend Susan, I jumped in.  Susan gave me directions, and started me on the right path, it was Susan who encouraged me to, ” keep going, it will all look ok when your finished!”  I’d pick it up and work on it, I’d put it down because I was over it.  Sometimes it felt right to be knitting, other times it was too hot to pick up the yarn, or I was too hot to pick it up.  Then the last three or four months were right around the corner.  My knee was bothering me, I was not inspired to paint or create in any way, and that included knitting.

Soon I had knee surgery, and surprisingly for me, it was pretty easy.  My doctor said, “I told you it wouldn’t be bad!”   Yes, but everyone else said it’s the worst surgery to have.  I admit the first week was the worst, but after that everything started to get easier.  By the end of the third week, I no longer needed pain medication, and was getting around quite well.  Not a bad experience all in all.

The holidays arrived far too soon, and with the help of our beloved internet, almost all of my shopping was able to be completed online. I only went to the “mall” once, with a trip to See’s Candy for chocolate covered cherries for John, my son-in-law.  He looks forward to those, and rarely gets special treats  throughout the year.   So  he measures my love of him by the size of the box of cherries.  A pound box indicates  I only like him, a two-pound box indicates I love him a lot!  I do love him a lot, he is the best son-in-law a mother could have!”

Meanwhile, our Christmas was over in a flash, and New Years is smacking us in the face….Another year older and all that.  I started working on my knitting again, and since I was able to spend  New Years Eve alone, I had plenty of time to knit to my hearts desire.  My hubby, Les always has a concert on NYE, and I’m usually at my grandsons since his parents usually work.  But this time was different and almost special since I didn’t know what to do with a NYE alone.   I didn’t want to be out driving,  curling up sound good, so that’s what I did….curled up with my needles, and yarn.  Needless to say, without interruption, I finished two fronts, and a back of a sweater coat.  Not just any sweater coat, an   “Artsy Fartsy” sweater coat.  After all I have an image to uphold.  Two sleeves left, and the fun begins.  Meaning…. putting it together, blocking it so it actually looks like a sweater.   That’s where I am at the moment.  I’m counting on Susan’s help to actually make it look like I can recognize it.

Just playing, trying to find inspiration!

I continue to have zero  inspiration  to paint, sketch, or create in my studio, and  most of my friends are void of inspiration as well.  I’m thinking this must be a time to replenish our creative energy.  It’s gloomy, chilly, (not as chilly as the rest of the country) but our blood is thin here in Southern California, and we are on the coast.  It’s damp!

More yarn…and there is more….

The other day I got a bit carried away and browsed through Joanne’s Fabric  looking at yarn.  Of course, right there on the shelf was a skein of yarn that started calling my name.  I continued looking, but this particular color or multiple of colors yelled at me, and I had to return.  I gingerly put it in my cart like a small puppy, and walked around with it.  (I know Ceasar, the Dog Whisperer would say to pick a calm puppy that kind of ignores you, but this puppy spoke my language.)   The colors were perfect (not calm), and I found other yarn that had a little bling that complimented it.  What was I to do?

This I got off of FB, and found it good advise!

Today, as we wait for promised rain, and maybe even a thunder storm, I have many things to accomplish.  Have a great week, stay healthy, and if you don’t have creative inspiration,  it’s OK!

Thank you for all my new followers, and for all the people who have followed me on my journey.  As Stone Soup suggests, I am a mix of many things,  not just paint, and brushes.   I appreciate your input, your ideas, and the energy you provide me with.   I’ll be back soon….Stone Soup


Extreme Abstract


Artist Chris Bergstrom

I’m posting this abstract because  I can’t seem to get inspiration from my muse.  If fact I think, she’s on vacation….

This is a painting by artist Chris Bergstrom.  Chris is a fairly new artist, he’s only been painting since 2008, and as he grows as an artist I’m amazed at some of the work he creates.  He is humble, doesn’t allow others opinions to bother him, but still listens to legitimate critics.

When I look at an abstract, I sit and digest the art for a while.  As it sinks in, it changes my opinion of an abstract completely.  And of course, one either finds something they like, or never find anything they like about it. I have always thought the job of an artist was to create emotion.

That’s art, and you can’t please everyone.  It’s OK!

Thanks for stopping to check out Stone Soup,  see you soon…