Duuun Dun

It was his night to choose…
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He chose Goldfish for dinner… Labatt’s Ice Pounders for drinks (which I poured into High Life glasses… you know, to class up the night) and Jaws for a movie… I took a break from painting this weekend, we are not getting along lately, painting and I… I’ll try again this week. So I crocheted.
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And I single crocheted a new hat… around and around… no fuss like painting… just around and around while I ate goldfish and drank beer… around and around until all the yarn was gone…
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And I tried the hat on my dogs…
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and I pet the indent between their eyes and kissed their noses and told them over and over how talented they were at wearing hats…
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Then I realized I should have had more to eat than Goldfish, so I put my new hat on and went to bed…
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Tea, painting and Edith Wharton novels tomorrow… perhaps (but probably not)…

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not giving up… starting over

Some days you wake up and stretch and breathe in the new air and say, “Today, I’m going to put in my old OC DVD’s and have a marathon watching, Cocoa Puff eating, awesome painting day!” You do say that, don’t you?
Then nothing works, you are out of paint thinner, your brushes are dirty and you find that you are just not at all invested in the image… Then something amazing happens, while still humming that darn OC ‘California’ theme song, you erase it all. And take a breath.

There is a definite freedom that comes with washing away the dust and dirt of our days… for the possibility of something better. It’s like driving at dusk with the lights of a sparkly city ahead, or the first snow of the season. Yes, Please. Sometimes the excitement of possibility is what we need. And sometimes, on very lucky days, we get to create something amazing on our new blank canvas…
After all, Cocoa Puffs are just as good (maybe better) when staring at a blank canvas and thinking that today could be the perfect day to begin again.

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Oh, Eeyore…

Every year, in September…we go to a Mountain Cabin…
in the woods
on a lake with friends.
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Last year when we returned I began a painting… bleh…
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My husband has wanted me to finish this painting for … oh… a year… now. I’m close to finished just today!

I often think if I cut my head open; the inside must be this desolate, weathered place with an old Eeyore–esque donkey ho-humming as flies circle about his head… There is absolutely no urgency in there…The only reason I picked it back up… I was inspired by fog…
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I woke up the last morning of our trip
and the world was new again…
… and from it the most gorgeous day emerged!
Now… if I could finish the painting before next year’s trip, that would be something!
Oh, Eeyore.

That was going to be it for today. I was pushing the Publish button… I took maybe 5 minutes to write this post…
Just heard my kid, “Mama… Pie got on my nose…” I went to investigate… “I was just sniffin’ it!” There was a big nose hole in the top of the Pie… and crackers shoved into it… 5 minutes! Sweet litte Weirdo… I went to wipe his nose with a tissue when I realized he had used them all yesterday to blow the dogs’ noses… all of the tissues in the house. I wonder who lives in his head…

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Out in it

On my painting easel this week…
Trees… There is something about trees this time of year. I’ve been painting trees and barns and golden sun.The air is chilly and all I want to do is ‘get out in it’ … when I can’t do so, I paint. When I can, we do… get out in it…
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Out among the trees…
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I once watched a movie with Jennifer Gardner in it. She wanted a child. She couldn’t have one. She wrote everything she would want in a child on little pieces of paper and planted them in the garden. That night a boy who had leaves growing out of his legs grew from the garden and he was everything that she could have ever wanted. Everything that she had written on the little slips of paper.
I imagine that if I were to write everything I would want in a child down on little slips of paper and planted them in the garden I’d get a child exactly like the one I have… It’s amazing really. I think the first thing I would write would be… an Explorer.

As I walked down the steps the other morning I reheated a cold cup of coffee and I found a half-eaten bowl of oatmeal, a caterpillar in a bug jug (I’m assuming they shared the oatmeal) and a book open to different types of fish that Wyatt is learning about.
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He was already off exploring…
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Catching his own… Out in it… And then I spit out the coffee because I remember this was definitely not the cup from this morning. Seriously, I need to stop doing that. Then, I went out and joined them.
Out among the trees… Trees paint

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She’s there

Finding a place for the art we make in our lives… Why?

I don’t know why … exactly … I know that in this case, this painting reminds us of our vacation swimming hole… It is beautiful there and so many happy moments have come to be in that place… but there is more…

I know that while watching my two dogs nap beneath this painting that I have just hung in our new house…

I felt the third… My Meeshka in the stars….
She was there when I was painting it… running in a circle at my feet … so alive … so happy.
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Beneath the brush strokes is her breath… her being.


When I see the work I did while she was alive… I feel her, my sweet baby in the stars.

Why do we find places for the work, the art, we make… because it belongs to us… it belongs in us, to live forever… to remind us that… it… we… they… existed…

that will be my guess.

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It’s Official…

It is official, people! I have switched to Pumpkin Spice Coffee-Mate.
That is commitment… to fall, y’all.
Tonight the temps around here are supposed to be in the thirties… oh crappity crap….

The window fans are sad…
The Pumpkin Vines are happy…. (albeit a little thirsty)
Our dishwasher has given up on life…
I went to make our ‘Nurtri Blasts’ (blended fruit and veggies) for lunch, the freshly cleaned cups for the ‘bullet’ were still all gunky… so …
Today, my kid got to eat a peanut butter pumpkin… (THEY HAVE ARRIVED!) and I had my fruit and veggie…
It’s a special day after all. It is the day I commit to the chill of the fall!
I completed one last wave painting for the summer… I posted the video below!

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Foggy Wave

Here is a quick demo of how to paint wave mist… This is a beginner lesson that shows techniques in oil. It is a combination of the first two lessons that I did!
Happy Painting!

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