Friday, May 28, 2010

Ambush



The backdrop was up.
The book was centered.
The light was perfect.
The shot was all lined up.

And Kiff decided to put the car in the picture.

Kid for sale. Cheap. Will throw in purple Hot Wheels car for free.
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Oh My Stars and Moons


To quote Mr. Collins:

When I'm feeling blue
All I have to do
Is take a look at you
Then I'm not so blue

Kiff has taken to mooning me. We're keeping him nekkid to promote good potty skills. He takes advantage of the nekkidness by pointing his backside at me. Suddenly. I get ambushed by the booty.



I've been taking pictures of my treasures... This is another A Capella pattern. I wish I had a picture of my window next to my bed. I've been taking my basic patterns and trying to see how many variations I can make from one set of marks. I set them on my sill after I get the pattern down a bit, then I go on to another one. They're all lined up prettily...

Monday, May 24, 2010

Alice's Game book art



Sometimes the most interesting part of the book art is taking the pictures. This one is really WOW to me!

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Thursday, May 20, 2010

I Love Climate Change

The is the forecast for Bakersfield today.
5 Day Forecast for ZIP Code 93301
Thu Fri Sat Sun Mon
Partly Cloudy Clear Clear Partly Cloudy Partly Cloudy
Partly Cloudy Clear Clear Partly Cloudy Partly Cloudy
67° | 52° 74° | 47° 67° | 45° 65° | 47° 72° | 52°

Usually we are sweltering by now in the 80's and 90's. This is bliss...

Wednesday, May 19, 2010

Alphabet in Orange


Here's my latest alphabet adventure. It's getting easier to do now. Hurray!

I still need to figure out a way to make the letters not so subtle. I'm thinking about burning or chalk...

Tuesday, May 18, 2010

Week in Review

Last Monday night I got to take my son to the emergency room for what, I am sure, will be a never-ending parade in the future. I don't know exactly what happened, but it involved newly-sharpened colored pencils, a nightstand and jumping on the bed. It resulted in a badly cut lip and seven stitches. I looked like a second victim as he kept rubbing his face all over my shirt. It's been a week now and his lip is nearly healed. He's hated taking his antibiotics (doesn't like the taste), but is willing to be bribed with a cookie or a drink of Mommy's Diet Pepsi for taking it. Yeah, I'm a sucker.

Speaking of sucker, Kenneth is being potty-trained, too. If his diaper is off, he goes just fine. If it's on - no way, Jose. I've taken to bribery. It started out with a Hot Wheels car if he went potty in the toilet. After he got good at that (and started asking for a car every five minutes) we switched to doing the other business for a car and getting a treat for going potty. Yesterday, he got the fifth and last car of the set of HW that I'd gotten for the bribing. He announced to me "You need to get more cars at Wal-Mart!" I have a feeling I've been had. He KNOWS how to go, but only if he's nekkid. It's cute - he says "My pee-pee is full" or his bottom is full. I don't know, maybe it's only cute to the mom and gross to everyone else. Too bad.

I've never been a social-type, preferring to stay home in the evenings rather than out and about with people. But when a friend of mine from the library said she was having a candle party, I immediately asked if I could be invited. Every day leading up to the party, I dreaded it. You know the only reason they do these parties is so you can buy something, duh. I was expecting the prices to be really unreasonable and set a small limit of $20 for myself. The party was a surprise for me in that I saw old friends that I hadn't connected with in a few years. It was great to see them again. The party was only a little bit dumb - the presenter had us each pretend we were the salespeople and take turns presenting our product to each other. *sigh* I don't sell, but I did it so I wasn't a total humbug and embarrass my friend. The prices weren't too bad and I let myself get one candle for me and one for Brian (he likes vanilla). All in all, I'm glad I went. Yay me!

Yesterday I was looking at my Etsy folded book inventory and comparing it with the stuff I have sitting on my bookshelves. Out of the 15 I had on my shelves, I'd listed five. So I took a million pictures and have to edit them and get them listed.

School will be done next week (I finished grading all back assignments last night) after I've posted grades and then I will be FREE for the summer. No wonder teachers look forward to this time of year! I need to get ready for Christmas with Etsy and FINISH MY TUTORIAL!!!

Wednesday, May 12, 2010

On My Mind

When I first started this blog, I struggled with the themes that I wanted to touch on. I decided to keep it light - mostly about my art and cute things about my family. I've always been a hardcore journal-keeper

I have been keeping a journal since I was 9 years old. In my Sunday school class, we had a lesson about the importance of keeping a journal and made construction paper/binder paper journals of our own to take home. Mine was purple and I wrote "Heather's Journal" in my best cursive writing on the front cover and decorated it with pictures of flowers. Another little girl in class told me I was going to get in trouble for writing in cursive. Jerk.

That journal was the first in a long, loooooooong line of journals that I have made and kept over the years. My first entries consisted of observations about family life ("Dad is putting in a garbage disposal today and he's really grouchy") and made-up things about my dolls and stuffed animals. Later on, I progressed into longer treatises about love, my weight and other worries.

In 1999, I had my second serious love affair which was detailed minutely in my first computerized journal entries. The affair ended really badly and I left off writing in a journal. I deleted all of the journal entries from my hard drive (I *did* keep a copy on a floppy, buried at the bottom of my desk drawer - ignored and avoided for years) and couldn't bring myself to write anymore. My whole life was so full of pain and I had no desire to leave a record of it.

I've heard that people write in journals to work out their pain. For myself, I hate re-reading about horrible events in my life. Because I have no depth of understanding during those times, those entries are nothing more than sharp and stinging cries of pain. They are confused ramblings of a mind that is trying to make sense of a bewildering and chaotic situation. It's like listening to a baby cry when you can't comfort it. I used to be able to handle grief, but the older I get, the less able I am to process pain and discomfort. I didn't watch Titanic because I knew everyone died. Ouch. I am not an emotional junkie. I'm more of emotionally autistic...

So, my journal-keeping has been spotty at best over the last 10 years. I go in fits and starts. This blog is my latest attempt at being a regular journal-keeper again. The problem is, my life is not limited to just art.

My life is made up of work, my still-new-to-me marriage, the lingering repercussions of my husband's LAST marriage (read: his ex), my kid and my step-kids (hereafter referred to simply as 'kids'), my art, my cooking, my messy house, my weight, my infertility worries, my psycho family, my faith and other random thoughts. If I keep this blog only to record my art/craft things, I am going to be missing out on 90% of my life. It's very hard to edit out that much of life from my thoughts.

So... question: can I allow myself to feel free to write of other things? Do I have to do this for an audience? I, of course, will still share my art stuff, but I will probably have more entries dealing with day-to-day life. I need to be brave.

Tuesday, May 4, 2010

Read



Read. Every day.

We just found out today that our County's budget for the library only allots $.31/person in the county.

The state average is about $6.75/person in other counties.

Our county has no understanding of the importance of libraries.

{{NEW}}

p.s. Sorry the tutorial is taking so long. Between working full-time at the library, working part-time at the College, doing Etsy and being a mom, I'm a bit swamped. This is not an excuse! I love my life! I am also experiencing horrible writer's block with the tutorial... I have made it bigger than I can handle, so I'm going to have my husband help me. He is a natural writer and has helped me tons before. Thanks for the patience!