Friday, June 17, 2016

Sedona-a big part of my storyboard

I'm taking an on-line class by Jeanne Oliver titled:  Reflections: Paint Your Story - An Art Journaling Workshop.  It is a self-discovery journey.

One of the early assignments is to create a storyboard.  It's about gathering all kinds of stuff (photos, images, quotes) things that you love or things that will help tell your story.   From the past, present, and future.

I started my storyboard with a photo of me sitting at the top of Cathedral Rock in Sedona, AZ.  John was honoring me some quite time to sit and meditate.  (Thank You, John)  Sedona has a very special place in my heart.

It's interesting...  I have come to realize that I have not really given myself permission to dream.  I mean, I know there are things that I want in my life but dreaming and dreaming big I just haven't done it.  Maybe it has to do with my  past and living in "a lack of" atmosphere for the majority of my life.  Yet the truth is, it is vitally important to dream.  DREAM, DREAM BIG and not be concerned with how those dreams will become realized.  JUST DREAM!

Living in Sedona, Arizona would be one of my dreams.  (There I said it out loud!) I  am imagining  my art studio being spacious with enough space to create and teach classes.  It would have french doors opening up to a porch facing the beautiful red rocks where I often spend my time simply being.  John and I would spend our morning hours climbing the rocks, looking out to the beautiful land.  I would be filled with inspiration.  Oh my!  I'm excited now!

Here is the beginning of my storyboard.  As I said earlier, I have just begun.  I'll show the rest of it when I'm done.
 I am discovering I love creating using muted colors.  I enjoy working with different materials, my favorite right now if joint compound.  I love lace and dollies.  Even incorporating them into my art.   The family portrait is me and my sisters & brothers.  This marks a time in my life when I wasn't a happy kid, which was the case for most of my childhood, yet when I look at my face a little closer I see the glimmer in my eyes.  I was very introverted which in hindsight I see that it served it's purpose as a form of self protection.  Ms. Linke was the Principle of our school and, also, my 1st grade teacher.  She saw something in me and rescued me from what could have been a horrible life.  Because I was so introverted I had a difficult time talking.  She put together of team that worked with me.  I , very slowly, came out of that shell.

This is getting rather deep.  Isn't it?  I'm sharing info because this blog is about sharing my creative journey.  This happens to be part of that.  Stay with me.  The best is yet to come.

Sunday, June 5, 2016

Vulnerable, yet standing.

I've been feeling the urge to challenge myself.
To learn more about who I am as an artist and what I am capable of.
To take more steps out of my comfort zones.

That's when I happen to come across this on-line workshop by Jeanne Oliver  
It spoke to me.
I joined.
I am excited to "paint my story".

I've watched several of the videos-I couldn't wait to dive right in.

Still in my nightgown, I cranked up the music (really loud to drown out my inner critic).
I stood up to my easel, charcoal in my hand, and I began.

The intention of this practice was to draw and see what shows up.
I used a charcoal stick and gesso in my journal. 
About 75 minutes later she arrived.  Imperfection and all.

Titled:  "Vulnerable yet standing".

Wednesday, May 25, 2016

Balance

I am a seeker of balance
When to push thru
When to let go

From within the answer lies
I close my eyes,
Breathe deeply
Then I know

Tuesday, May 24, 2016

Resistance

A couple weeks ago I was asked to paint another original piece of art like a previous piece.
I had never done this before and quite honestly I was a little reluctant to even attempt it. I could list all the logical  reasons not to do it and every reason could be quite convincing.  Yet I was drawn to the idea.  Not in a negative way, it was more like a urging to move onward.  I chose to sit with it.  Meditate on it.  My thoughts began to shift.  I no longer viewed it as a challenge instead I saw it as an opportunity for growth.  Once again to overcome resistance (otherwise identified as fear). 90% of the time I create art from my heart,  I do not document the paint colors, the techniques I did, etc.  Which was the #1 item on my list of reasons not to do this.

What I discovered, by following thru with creating this piece is the essence remains the same...it's
Art from my Heart.
I am so grateful that I believed enough to conquer any imagined fear.



What are you resisting that could potentially propel you forward?

Friday, May 13, 2016

Confession

I just have to share this story.  The other day I told it to my friend, Carol, which caused her to burst out loud with laughter.

Last week my 61/2 years old GRANDdaughter got out her sketch book and proceeded to draw me.  I was smitten to watch, from the corner of my eye, while she looked at me then drew a little, then looked at me again and drew some more.  My heart was melting with pure love and connection in that moment.  I was smiling from ear to ear.  Several times I had to focus on my breathing to prevent tears from flowing down my cheeks, I was that moved.  She told me not to look because she wanted it to be a surprise.  She continued to draw.  A short while later she was finished and proudly exclaimed.... "Here you go, Grandma!"
My jaws ached from smiling so big!!!
We talked about the picture.  Delaina began to tell me what everything was and I could even visualize her concept.  I'm sitting on a loveseat with my legs crossed.  There is a lamp behind me (not a floating hat).  She gave me longer hair just to see what I would look like.  OK - I get all that.  I asked her what the lines were on my face and she said, "Those are the ones that you have when you smile".  What??  I maintained my loving GRANDma composure while my inner critic was gleefully jumping up and down with joy  that I was just told I had big lines on my face.   I politely excused myself to the bathroom with the intention of confirming that this was a false speculation.  Can you imagine my dismay when I smiled into the mirror and I actually saw those same lines?  I was floored!!  I had no idea!!

Fast forward...when I got home that evening I looked into the mirror and smiled again.  Damn...those lines were still there.  I was taken back by the way those lines were impacting my esteem.  I stood in front of the mirror trying to find a way to smile that wouldn't show those lines.  There was none.  It was then I realized I was at a crossroads.  I could let those smiles lines bother me enough that it would affect my inner joy and I would stop smiling "from my heart" OR I could embrace them.   It didn't take me long to put it all in perspective.  They are only lines, that's all.  I am going to continue to smile!  I, now, see them as quotation marks, to mark the beginning and end of a smile from my heart!

Wednesday, April 27, 2016

Steve Harvey

This is such a powerful message.
I added this as a blog post for 2 reasons.
#1.  I wanted to share it with you.
#2.  I wanted it to be readily available for me to listen to as often as I see fit.

I can't seem to get enough of great messages to help propel me forward.



Thursday, April 21, 2016

Room 363

I feel so, so blessed that my art is included in Room 363, a prestigious store downtown Naperville, IL. It's a lifestyle store specializing in one of a kind gifts, home d├ęcor, and accessories. The expansion is now complete on the second floor where there is plenty for your eyes to behold. It is definitely a store to visit. As you walk up the stairs you will see on the wall a collection of my Nuggets of Inspiration. Scattered throughout the store is my original art.Here's the link to the FaceBook page where you can see more.
https://www.facebook.com/Room-363-146245368783628/?rf=604224046387168


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