Sunday, August 29, 2010
Last Sunday was Yoga in the Park and was a fundraiser for Walk it Off. I really wanted and needed to attend. I wanted to show my support for this organization but also because my sister-in-law is involved and she is forever support me and my artistic dreams.
Sunday was rainy but I got myself together out I went. I was not too keen on doing Yoga in the rain in the middle of the park. Was I ever wrong. It was one of the most amazing experiences I have had in a long time. I giggled as I slipped on my mat, sat in puddles on my mat, and tried to wipe the rain drops rolling down my face.
During the final relaxation after being up early and trying to not fall during the practice I laid back and relaxed. I felt the earth beneath my body, I cleared my mind and the mist on my face created a feeling that I am not too sure I will ever be able to put into words. Laying there listening to nothing but my breathing I started to hear the most beautiful voice. Amanda was singing the chorus of 3 Little Birds and as she sang "Everything is going to be alright" I let go and the tears rolled down my face.
Yoga does this to me. It makes me struggle, enjoy, open and most times cry.
Thursday, August 26, 2010
I have been inspired by a few fellow artists to join the Sketchbook Project. What an amazing idea. Go to the website, sign-up and get a sketchbook and theme, fill the book with whatever you want based on your theme, send it back by January 2011, and your book goes on tour with all the other sketchbooks. How else can us artists be connected on a grand scale!
My Theme: Make Mine a Double. ( I will try not to have too many alcohol pages! )
I am have been so inspired by the painting class I am taking it again in September. Check out the website for more info if you live in the area.
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Monday, August 23, 2010
The painting class has sparked something.
The other day while wandering the aisles of the Dollar Store I spotted some Acrylics. I thought I would give them a whirl and see what happens.
First I started with Red, Orange and Yellow. Loved it. The color was so vibrant and explosive.
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
That's me in the purple. I was so nervous and scared to be there. I know it is strange since I am an artist full time as a career, but I felt this great sense of pressure. What was others going to think? Since I am an artist should I not be great at all art? Shouldn't I be the one who can create great things? I wore white pants, so I am sure I was not thinking about using soft pastels or even painting and getting dirty for that matter.
My painting the first night. We used red, orange and yellow. The theme was focused around my body.
By the last class I was starting to work past my insecurities and just play, paint and let go. I have dug out all my old supplies that I had thought would never resurface. It has been amazing. I am feeling more connected with myself, my creativity as well as being a creative being. I find it difficult to take compliments as well as to identify with being a creative being and artist. (strange I know!) But for me it is more of a matter of HAVE TO rather than choosing to. I am always creating something because it is what I do. It brings me happiness and calmness. I do it because I enjoy it, savour it, and can't think of doing anything else, it is just who I am. So for people to say that it is a gift I don't quite understand, it is me, maybe the underlying theme here is that I AM A GIFT and this is what I have to learn to cherish.
Monday, August 16, 2010
The past few weeks I have been taking an art course and last week we made Waldorf inspired stars. I have been wanting to create these for sometime but was unsure were to start. I was so excited when we had the opportunity at the class. Of course this weekend I had to rush down to Hestia Global and grab a stack of kite paper and make some for every window in the house! They bring a brightness that only handmade goodness and sunshine can.
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
This past weekend we went on our annual blueberry picking adventure. It was an overcast day but we thought we would try and beat the rain. Last year Lily was just a little babe in the carrier, sleeping the who time and not really knowing what was going on. This year she ate and ate. She walked around in amazement at the idea that blueberries were there for the taking. Sam on the other hand went about the task of picking systematically. He took his task very seriously, making sure that we picked the right ones and took out any that may have had just a little too much green or purple. We were picking BLUE berries after all.
I find blueberry picking to be the easiest with the kids as the bushes as just the right height for them. They each get a small little basket and it is filled in a matter of moments. It was far easier than both raspberry and strawberry picking.
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
We can been going to Prince Edward County for the better part of 15 years. My Mom has a place that can only be described at heaven and if you have seen a sunset from her deck I am sure you would agree.
As much as I stress about packing the kids up and sleeping in tents. Worrying about the drive and the weather we will get, it all seems worth it when we get there.
The county is filled with food, artists and nature. I am always not wanting to leave and thinking of ways to move there. Maybe in the future it will be the location of my Artist Retreat.
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
When going through our pictures from our trip I spotted a trend. If I wasn't playing with the kids I was knitting a few stitches here and there. I am constantly knitting it seems and my projects are always on the go with me. One sweater could possibly be on quite an adventure before ending up finished.
Here I am knitting by the Fire.
Relaxing with a morning coffee, hiding from the kids for a few months, knitting a few stitches
Monday, August 2, 2010
I am still cleaning the river out of our stuff, and trying to get back into a routine, but the tales Sam is telling everyone he encounters makes me stop for a second, smile, and remember our time together.