Whuzup?

by Mum on July 29, 2010

Hello. Well now. I know. Yes, you’re right. I have been negligent about keeping this site current. The same goes for my paintings… kinda sorta almost. There really are five pieces in the works (counting a triptych as one). The problem is that I haven’t been at “works” recently.

I’m sometimes a slow performer, but art-bent nonetheless. Although I love painting, I find my undisciplined side easily distracted by other projects. Last week it was quilt paper piecing. For the past few weeks my photo editing software was giving me fits. Thank you baby sister Robyn at coffee and cotton and Kongko Design for recommending a freebee download which is the bomb. Oh for a few more hours in each day and a bit more energy… …naaaaa, that probably wouldn’t change my procrastinating nature!

I get sidetracked. I have friends who are battling horrid health problems. I try to help by writing or by deed and pray every day that they don’t lose hope. There were countless friends and relatives who did the same for me during my breast cancer battle. I believe more now in the power of prayer and friendship and that payback and paying forward are good goals. I am also a caregiver to my parents, which takes some time. They haven’t seen much “golden” in recent years. It just doesn’t seem fair does it.

I was unable to sleep last night so I finished all of my paintings. In my mind! I should have used the awakishness to actually work downstairs in my studio. But noooooo… I’m afraid to go down there at night. I know there are zombies and unsubs lurking in the dark, peering through the windows, ready to come crashing in flailing blunt objects with which to pummel me to pulp — and they will leave no DNA.


Well this Mum won’t be just a sitting target! I will stay upstairs, doing not much, so they will be left to prey upon less brilliant unaware artists down the road who are at levee level and have not covered their windows.

Great decision Mum.

That behavior will certainly result in a bounty of fine finished paintings.

Oh, alright. I will try. Tomorrow.

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…Not Always As They Seem

by Mum on July 2, 2010

Act One, Take One
Oooh, you should’a been there. The goosebumps mounded (yep, double high) as I paid 49 cents for an Easter bunny tin containing what I thought were porcelain bisque beads. I was at one of my favorite haunts, the Goodwill store, where I have scored so many treasures. Those good stuff things summon me from within the rubble of odds and ends in tables full of thrown away things with missing parts or banged up bodies; no longer wanted. Abandoned and waiting for the right person to come along and love them. Well anyway, I was really strung out and beady-eyed about this particular find.

One Act Only, Take Two
I discovered a picture similar to my little beady find and to my amazement discovered that they are actually Sea Urchin spines. Y…e…t… I was half right. They have been used as “beads.”

Enter Stage Right
The photo of a necklace of Sea Urchin spines by Star of the East, Etsy created by Ester and Estella (mother and daughter) in Marmaris, Turkey.

Sea Urchin spines. I was soooo sure they were of clay. I was soooo wrong about them. Fade to dark.

Epilogue
They are very smooth and lightweight. There are no two alike. One day soon, I am sure they will speak to me and insist that I get busy providing a proper piece from which they will be admired with ooohs and aaaaahs, tings, tangs and walla wa…

Fast Forward to Today
I’d like to thank my family for their support, my dear friends, even though they refused to go shopping with me to the Goodwill (perhaps mediocre friends), and most of all to the artists at Etsy who let me know that it is okay to fall in love with bead thingies and spiny urchin bits and there is life after being misunderstood, mistaken and… mystified by nature! And the spines? They like me! They reeeealy like me!

Epilogue
Pitiful Post Script:
It’s weeks later and I cannot find the spines. I put them away for safe keeping donchaknow.

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5:04

May 26, 2010

I mentioned the earthquake of ’89 (yes I mean 1989 young hooligans!) and this painting titled “5:04” in an earlier post. The goal was to paint my impression of the movement of the Bay Area as seen from the East Bay and to show activity underground. The diagonal “fissure” is done with the application of [...]

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RoundFlower

March 26, 2010

If your wall is made of “PurdySturdy” (I think it’s on sale at Home Depot. If not, try Lowe’s), have I got a painting for you! First, let me ask you a question or two. Remember being told to look both ways before crossing the street? So you did. When your scrunched up face was [...]

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Firestorm

March 22, 2010

My dad was a fireman and warned me early on not to get in the way at emergency sites, not to be a lookie loo. I still hear his words whenever something awful is happening, so if I look at all, it is later, after the smoke and workers have cleared. I watched the Oakland [...]

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Harmonica Holder

March 16, 2010

Harmonica is a dear friend. He loves me unconditionally. He soothes my saddened heart with his soulful blues, provides a peppy ditty when opportunity knocks (or not) and I can count on him through thin and thick and all my weights in between. He can move me to tears or budge me to dance around [...]

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Room With a View

March 16, 2010
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This painting, Room With a View, depicts a story that resides in my mind. I typed the story for you. I deleted it, for you. I know what it’s about, but I’ve chosen to show it as is without explanation. So free your mind’s eye to see what it sees. Free your imagination — create [...]

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It’s a Puzzle

February 4, 2010
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This a composition I painted for my “other” son Rick and his Megan when they began their married life. As I am still readying pics of newer work, their painting may fill the void.

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Picture This

January 17, 2010
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A digital camera, a television remote control, a house phone, a cell phone and a mouse, all  adjacent to the laptop computer. What we have here is technological chaos. Particularly when the author is still plodding through a foggy layer of confusion; the limiting remains of chemo/radiation therapies. When the phone rings, I am unable [...]

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Am I in the Write Place?

December 27, 2009

“Quiet now Pen, or someone will know we’re the newbies.  Let’s tip-toe Pen, very softly… Pen! I said softly! Stop clicking! I knew I should have asked Pencil to accompany me instead.  Well, let’s calm down now and I’ll teach you how to type, but only make the words I say. This is my dot [...]

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