Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Texas in California
It started with a sign... a single feather that waited for us when we first stepped into the backyard of our new home. It could have only been there for the wingkeeper to pick it up.
The sign became a wish... so I made this photo-montage of the two of us in the backyard (that has much prettier chairs and greener grass now) and sent it to her.
And then it happened. One day after Christmas my present arrived and stepped in her bouncy shoes from my car.
Sharon (of Norah's art) was here! She brought laughter and joy, shadows and art, beauty and friendship and ceremonies and stories.... and we had five days of sharing and fun.
It started with a lemon tree ceremony. She gifted me with an amazing tree flag... I saw only fragments of it on her blog and had no idea what it was.
The text says: "BALANCE LIFE AND LEMON TREES" and that is exactly what I plan to do in the next year. My friend is spending the day in three different planes and four airports and I am missing her company already and planing for our next meeting. I think this was the best possible way to finish the year... something that will set the path for 2009. Life and lemon trees. Art and friendship. I wish you all a very happy 2009! May we all laugh, create and learn new things in it.
Monday, December 22, 2008
Monday.
Martha made them, then Emily, then Julie..... and finally I had to try t0o.
Beautiful, white clouds of sugary softness. So bad for you...
Friday, December 19, 2008
It's over
Thursday, December 18, 2008
A sketch
Swirly Girl wrote a blog post to which I related today, so I used some of the words on my sketch. BTW - she has giveaways every day on her blog...
Eight more days.... or is it seven? One little week before my Christmas surprise appears...
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
Happy circular thoughts
Circles, circles and more circles.....
Eyes are circles... And soap balloons too....
I think I managed to make a square look like a circle.
- available on etsy-
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Some new journal pages
I thought I'd share some journal pages I recently painted. I am getting more and more relaxed in my journal, just picking the colors that feel right at the time, not thinking too much about the color combinations. Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn't.
I also started making weird drawings like the next one. Where did she come from? I think I like her.
This one is not speaking to me at all, but she'll stay there with the others.
I painted this page last month, but I don't think I showed it (and if it's not on the blog, it's like it never happened).
Hope your week is going on well. xo
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
Monday, December 8, 2008
Dreamer and a Wish
Sunday, December 7, 2008
Roses
Monday, December 1, 2008
Happy weekend!
Growing up...
So..... yesterday was December 1st, and it started on a Monday and for some reason I thought that it was a good thing and I was in very good mood... up to 1p.m. Then I found out that I made a mistake at work and that it would cost the company money and time and everything changed. I wanted to cry, run away and never come back.
But I didn't....
And that's why the title is growing up.
Because that's what grown ups do... And then they go home and pay the bills, listen to their children, make doctor appointments and do other grown up stuff (including drinking a glass of wine to wash out the stress). My boss said something like: "Don't bend for the one stone you dropped, when there are 100 stones that you already picked up". That helped a bit. On the other hand, I never made a big mistake at work.... never.... and I'm wondering how did I let this one slip up. Maybe because my head is in swirls of purple and orange and green and not where it should be? Not easy being a grown up. Wouldn't it be nicer (and easier) if we could all make a living playing with color all day long?
But I didn't....
Because that's what grown ups do... And then they go home and pay the bills, listen to their children, make doctor appointments and do other grown up stuff (including drinking a glass of wine to wash out the stress). My boss said something like: "Don't bend for the one stone you dropped, when there are 100 stones that you already picked up". That helped a bit. On the other hand, I never made a big mistake at work.... never.... and I'm wondering how did I let this one slip up. Maybe because my head is in swirls of purple and orange and green and not where it should be? Not easy being a grown up. Wouldn't it be nicer (and easier) if we could all make a living playing with color all day long?
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