Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Journal Page Creations...Day 33
A month ago I challenged myself to create a journal page a day. It was an attempt to be creative on a regular basis, to deal with the resistance that always comes up in me to creating, and to see jwhat would evolve! I have found that this was a very good exercise for me. I feel good that I've created something every day. I think that I will continue this personal challenge for another couple of months. To see all of the pages created so far, go to this page.
Oriels on the Kitchen Table
Labels:
art studio,
kentucky girl oriel pendants,
organizing
Roses, Roses, Roses
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
Monday, April 27, 2009
Sunday, April 26, 2009
Antique-ing I Will Go
It's been a long time since I went to an antiques market...well, it's been exactly a year ago. Last spring I attended the Petaluma Downtown Antique Fair, and decided to return again this year. I love Petaluma -- it's such a quaint, vintage-y type of town -- and the weather was beautiful, starting out cool, but rising to the 70's by 11:30am. Lots of great vendors. I could spend all day rummaging and routing around in the cast-offs of our great society. (Why is that? The comfort of childhood nostalgia? A collage artist's eye for variety?) I only had a few hours in between dance classes, and boy that was not enough time! There were twice as many vendors this year as last. And it was well attended -- lots of buyers in the vendor stalls and "grazers" moving from stall to stall.
Saturday, April 25, 2009
Friday, April 24, 2009
Altered Coffee Cup Holder
My sister Mary is an art therapist, but not just that -- she has always been my creative champion, and I have always been inspired by her sense of design, color, and...bravado! I recently helped her put up a blog -- Art-Full Possibilities -- and she is posting "Art-Full Practices" -- tips that assist people in bringing creativity into their lives.
Just recently she posted an altered coffee cup holder tip. It is something you can do quickly out of readily available materials -- plus you are recycling! It took me 8 minutes to do this one.
Plus I like her pay-it-forward suggestion to pass it on to the person standing behind you in line! Another wonderful, art-full practice -- Yeah Mary!
Journaling While Traveling
Once in London, I decided that I was done with my first Challenge journal. Here is a shot of the finished cover. I found this challenge enormously helpful in keeping the creative juices flowing. I haven't written in it so much, but I am working with images and materials....and it has been relatively easy to keep to my goal of one a day. Often I create 2 or more pages a day because it is so much fun.
I also took an older travel journal I had from past trips to London and Paris, but I only worked in it a bit. I discovered that I wanted to keep that journal for pages that contained travel mementos. My small journal I reserved for my quick and dirty daily journal page creations. Mixing up the two didn't feel right -- in fact I felt down right inhibited creatively -- trying to fill a larger journal page -- so after the first day, I just kept their purposes separate, and I created my challenge pages in the smaller journal.
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Riding in Hyde Park
Well, I had a wonderful time riding in Hyde Park yesterday! Walking into the quaint, hidden mews, where the stable was located, took me back 40+ years ago to my experience at Talland Riding School in Cirencester. 
All the cleaning tools were neatly organized, and the girls were busy going about taking care of the animals and the clients. The horses were stabled in standing stalls, and they were all shapes and sizes and curious about visitors. They were obviously well cared for and didn't have that "Oh here comes another damn tourist" attitude, although more business like than overtly friendly, they were cheerful enough.

My horse was an Irish cob named Shamus -- what a love and a dream to ride. I really couldn't have been happier. We seemed to connect immediately and he was quiet, but tested me periodically to see if I was paying attention. He had an absolutely gorgeous mane -- at least 3 feet long, and a forelock that hung half-way down his nose. I loved stroking his neck and playing with strands of his mane as we walked down Rotten Row and watched all of the people enjoying themselves on a beautiful spring day in the park.


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