Saturday, October 29, 2016

For the Love of Books and Words

I went to the Portland Library book sale last weekend with Aurora and her mom. We walked there from my old house. I love books and I love how you can paint a story with words.




Much to my surprise, there were the quilting books I had donated to the library last winter when I downsized for the move. I picked up one, then another, and before I knew it I had an armload of quilting books too heavy to carry. When I dropped them into my tote bag I scraped my arm badly. Sometimes I am awkwardly clumsy :-)




Books bring you on a journey to other worlds and expand your horizons. I have e-books in my iPad too, but there is something magic about holding a book in your hands, like poetry by Rumi or paintings in Creative Revolution by Flora Bowley. 

I have started working on my first e-book, Inspired Every Day, and it is exciting for me to watch it slowly unfold. It is not unlike birthing a child.



Sunday, October 16, 2016

Art from My Studio

Just saying the words "my studio" makes me all happy inside! It is so nice to have a place of my own to make art. Before this I made art on the dining room table, which meant hauling my art supplies up and down the stairs and either clearing everything off at dinner time or eating on the coffee table. It is so nice to be able to leave everything out and take my time. The work may not look much different than before, but I am making more thoughtful, less rushed pieces.



Recently I got a 12-pack of 10"x10" pre-stretched canvas with a half price coupon at Jo-Ann Fabrics. I love that store!  I usually paint/make art in art journals but decided to try canvas again. I also tried writing with my new Posca paint pens. I am more interested in treating myself to new art supplies than new clothes. We all have our priorities :-)



I made an art journal spread yesterday and I am so happy with how it came out. I had a breakthrough and cleared out some bad energy Friday night. I am trying/learning to do some work with energy healing but this just happened spontaneously, or maybe that is the way it happens. I could feel that unblocking myself came through in this piece and made me feel better.



Fall in New England

Fall is my favorite time of year. The days are sunny and warm, the nights are cool, and the leaves gently rustle in the wind. The leaves turn red, yellow, orange, and brown and they start to cover the ground as they fall from the trees. There is a special feeling that lingers in the air, with the promise of change, rebirth, and renewal.




For me, fall is a time to reconnect with my inner self and acknowledge growth and transition. I ask myself where I have been, where I am now, and where I am going. I start to set my course for the coming year.




Noticing things is important to me. When my car climbed the last hill on the way home Friday night, I noticed the almost full moon rising above the trees. It was getting higher in the sky as I drove by the lake, so I hurried home to get my sneakers on and walked quickly down to the lake. The moonlight was breathtaking and my spirit felt renewed!