Monday, April 18, 2011
Sunday, April 17, 2011
There is HOPE!!!
Saw this little beauties blooming today...after our blizzard yesterday!Maybe there
is hope that Spring is in sight!!!!!
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Saturday, April 9, 2011
Akasha Yoga studio open house
Mary Sue and I went to this fun event today...look at my henna tattoo,and the fabulous bracelet I bought!The lady who made it gives lessons,so I am signing up
for sure!Love it!
some new Soul Journal pages
These were made while in Florida,without many art supplies on hand...but I did the
best that I could!
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| Magazine Poem page |
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| Prompt:"today" |
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| Mandala |
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| Prompt for these two pages:"Time" |
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| The prompt for this was "the ties that bind". How I loved this!It made me immediately think of that quote from Le Petit Prince,which I lovingly taught to my 4th year French students for 35 years! |
Tuesday, April 5, 2011
Siesta Key 2011
After sadly leaving Key Largo and the art reunion,I made my way up to "our place" on Siesta Key. I was joined by both Beth and Terry... 3 weeks of stellar warm sunny weather, walking the beach,reading,kayaking,boogie boarding and...doing
FLORIDA:The Keys4Art 2011
We once again went to the incredible Elena's house this year for our second Keys4Art Reunion. we had an amazingly wonderful time,full of friends old and new, fabulous art,yummy Cuban food and drink(!) and lots of music,singing and dancing!I am so lucky and grateful to have all these ladies in my life!!!
Sunday, February 27, 2011
New Soul Journal pages
This week we used the theme of Vincent Van Gogh;he was enamoured with sunflowers,or
les tournesols...he often,towards the end of his life,also used crows in his
paintings of fields...I chose to use both of these motifs on these pages... I
have followed in his footsteps in Provence,even visiting the asylum where he
spent much time. What a poor,miserable,tormented,prolific genius he was.
One of my favorite songs has always been Starry Starry Night,by Don McLean...not
everyone realizes that it was about VanGogh. Next time you hear it,pay close
attention to the words! or read the lyrics here ...you will be amazed! Many many lines are describing actual paintings that Van Gogh did.)
Paint your palette blue and grey,
Look out on a summer's day,
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul.
Shadows on the hills,
Sketch the trees and the daffodils,
Catch the breeze and the winter chills,
In colors on the snowy linen land.
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
How you suffered for your sanity,
How you tried to set them free.
They would not listen, they did not know how.
Perhaps they'll listen now.
Starry, starry night.
Flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
Swirling clouds in violet haze,
Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue.
Colors changing hue, morning field of amber grain,
Weathered faces lined in pain,
Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
How you suffered for your sanity,
How you tried to set them free.
They would not listen, they did not know how.
Perhaps they'll listen now.
For they could not love you,
But still your love was true.
And when no hope was left in sight
On that starry, starry night,
You took your life, as lovers often do.
But I could have told you, Vincent,
This world was never meant for one
As beautiful as you.
Starry, starry night.
Portraits hung in empty halls,
Frameless head on nameless walls,
With eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
Like the strangers that you've met,
The ragged men in the ragged clothes,
The silver thorn of bloody rose,
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
How you suffered for your sanity,
How you tried to set them free.
They would not listen, they're not listening still.
Perhaps they never will...
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Last week,we had to use this quote by Oscar Wilde about color,then tell on a second page what inspires us in our art. I was honored that Ali chose to put this on the Home Page this week of the UK site!Thanks Ali!
les tournesols...he often,towards the end of his life,also used crows in his
paintings of fields...I chose to use both of these motifs on these pages... I
have followed in his footsteps in Provence,even visiting the asylum where he
spent much time. What a poor,miserable,tormented,prolific genius he was.
One of my favorite songs has always been Starry Starry Night,by Don McLean...not
everyone realizes that it was about VanGogh. Next time you hear it,pay close
attention to the words! or read the lyrics here ...you will be amazed! Many many lines are describing actual paintings that Van Gogh did.)
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Starry, starry night.Paint your palette blue and grey,
Look out on a summer's day,
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul.
Shadows on the hills,
Sketch the trees and the daffodils,
Catch the breeze and the winter chills,
In colors on the snowy linen land.
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
How you suffered for your sanity,
How you tried to set them free.
They would not listen, they did not know how.
Perhaps they'll listen now.
Starry, starry night.
Flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
Swirling clouds in violet haze,
Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue.
Colors changing hue, morning field of amber grain,
Weathered faces lined in pain,
Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
How you suffered for your sanity,
How you tried to set them free.
They would not listen, they did not know how.
Perhaps they'll listen now.
For they could not love you,
But still your love was true.
And when no hope was left in sight
On that starry, starry night,
You took your life, as lovers often do.
But I could have told you, Vincent,
This world was never meant for one
As beautiful as you.
Starry, starry night.
Portraits hung in empty halls,
Frameless head on nameless walls,
With eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
Like the strangers that you've met,
The ragged men in the ragged clothes,
The silver thorn of bloody rose,
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
How you suffered for your sanity,
How you tried to set them free.
They would not listen, they're not listening still.
Perhaps they never will...
******************************************
Last week,we had to use this quote by Oscar Wilde about color,then tell on a second page what inspires us in our art. I was honored that Ali chose to put this on the Home Page this week of the UK site!Thanks Ali!
Saturday, February 19, 2011
Marie Antoinette Art Journal pages
These are two pages I just finished for Jen's Marie art journal...I am very happy with them...almost hated to send them away!The "jewels" on each masque I bought at an estate sale last summer...they were just waiting for the right pages to come along!
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