I Can See Russia from My House

I've had such fun working on this piece.
I received a grab bag of maps from Ebay a couple of months ago. One of North America was just lovely. The colors of Alaska and the surrounding sea really appealed to me. I cut out a chunk of Alaska and coated it with acrylic medium and set it aside. The words "I can see Russia from my house" kept popping into my head. But how does one going about doing a piece like that.

I needed more maps. Paula of Self Taught Artist to the rescue. I now have a map that does indeed show how close Alaska is to Russia.

Now that I have a couple of houses, what next? I need to make the Russian house look more Russian. I need a bear. Where to get a bear? Wait! I have an old children's book of fairy tales. Gotta be a bear in there. Sure enough. He's a bit cute and fuzzy, but he is the perfect shade of green. The house is still bland. I need a roof. I search through my husband's books for some Russian text. He'll never notice a missing triangle.
I can't help but want to look more at this beautiful book. Suddenly, the page falls open to the Henny Penny story -- The Sky is Falling. Somehow that seems so appropriate. But what could be falling from the sky. Certainly not a mere acorn. Missiles! That's what!
A quick sketch and then a new stamp is born.
Where to stamp those missiles? Why, I think they should be the foundations for the houses. And those way cool spikey sequins would look like a cross between explosions and stars in the sky. I also need to make the piece look fuller. I will stamp blue on blue for the bottom. Something not too ugly but gives the feeling of death and destruction. Leaf skeletons. And those fish. They look kind of dead too.
I'm going to add some missiles in the blue "sea". They kind of look like fish swimming back and forth from Alaska to Russia. And I'm going to add my laminated paper buttons with nonsense text on them. Love the circle in circle target feel of them and I need some more texture at the bottom.

So there it is. Not really meant to be a Sarah Palin political piece.

I hope I don't have to do one entitled I can see Iran from my house!

p.s. Some new things are going to show up on Etsy. However, I'm not quite ready to part with this piece just yet.

It Was 20 Years Ago Today

October 14, 1989
Kim and Steve

Tonight's anniversary dinner out has been somewhat altered. The babysitter has been dispatched so she does not catch what Lily has. If Lily gets worse closer to dinner time, we will cancel the whole thing and order Chinese. No big deal. We had 13 years of dinners alone before the young'un came along. Besides, if tonight's dinner is a bust, I'm sure it will be made up for during our upcoming trip to NYC. Unless somebody gets sick. Sigh.

STOP

So, there was going to be a new piece posted this afternoon. But since you do not see a photo here, you may safely assume it was not completed.

Working from home has its perks and its pains. When a phone call is received from the school nurse, it is I that stops everything and rushes to school.

Today my daughter's school nurse called about 1:30. She reported that my daughter had a headache and a fever of 106. Good God! I stopped my sewing, quickly shut down my studio and attempted to phone a nurse at the pediatrician's office to see if I should bring her in. After being put on hold for 10 minutes I hung up and phoned my hubby to make the call while I went to pick up my daughter. I was to call him when I reached the school and by then he would know whether to take her to the doctor or the emergency room.

When I got to the school, I told the nurse she had never had a temperature anywhere near one hundred AND six degrees. She told me it was probably not an emergency. I responded by saying that I thought that a fever of one hundred AND six would be an emergency. I recall making another statement about her fever of one hundred AND six degrees. We then rushed out. The school secretary ran after us saying that my husband had called and had been transferred to the school nurse. We went back in the room and the nurse was telling my husband that her temperature was one hundred POINT six. She then showed me what she had written down earlier. Didn't she hear me say one hundred AND six at least three times? She had never corrected me.

Needless to say, my daughter is at home, playing games and watching television and quite happy. Jeez. What a scare.

So my newest piece is still sitting in the sewing machine, needle down, awaiting my return. That won't be tomorrow since it was "suggested" my daughter stay home tomorrow because of her fever of one hundred POINT six.

So, we've worked a puzzle, discussed homework, and had bathtime. She has played horses, read a book and watched television. My little piece will sit in the machine until Thursday. This is not easy for me. It is so hard to just STOP. It is kind of like being gagged and bound. Stuck in an elevator. Locked in a box.

On the other hand. I have a sweet daughter that does NOT have a fever of one hundred AND six.

You'll just have to wait a bit longer to see "I Can See Russia from My House."

My Blogland

As the cooler weather takes over, I shuffle through the fallen orange, red and yellow leaves. I breathe in the crisp air infused with woodsmoke. Then I rush inside to get some hot cocoa (really it's that iced coffee I'm addicted to) and get on the computer. There's nothing like those autumn days spent surfing on the computer.

As a result of this surfing, I have added new arty blogs to my sidebar.

Cindy Pestka at Artgirl Island
Aimee at Artsyville
Lori Vliegen at Elvie Studio

Dana Barbieri at Create Share Inspire
Elizabeth St. Hilaire Nelson at Paper Paintings

I am unable to comment on those last two blogs listed. I'm suspecting embedded comments again. I want them to know that I am a regular reader but just am unable to be a regular commenter.

One of my goals in blogging is to share interesting blogs with others. I'm sharing these blogs because I feel they have the same goal of sharing. Their blogs include links to other blogs and/or show their followers. I most definitely appreciate that. I did come across a couple of other blogs that I was excited about following and sharing, but ultimately, I changed my mind. The most recent was ALL about the author. Her book, her magazine articles, her galleries, where else to find her work. Her sidebar was very full of herself. And not a mention about anyone else. Grrrrrrr.

Please feel free to share with me any blogs you think I might enjoy.

I am now off to photograph my three newest pieces. A few weeks ago, my husband showed me how to attach my camera to the tripod. Do you think I will be able to do it? I'm off to wrestle with technology. I NEVER come out on top in one of those contests. NEVER.

Rainy Day Fun

Nothing like running errands on a rainy day to lift one's spirits. I've had a lovely time tooling around town, cruising through the obstacle courses of elderly and toddlers in superstores, and repeatedly opening my wallet and throwing out fistfuls of cash.

To top off the cash flinging frenzy, I saw lots of interesting, and somewhat depressing things, on this rainy day.

1. Driver on car phone -- talking with his hands.

2. Jeep in parking lot -- spare wheel cover has U.S. Flag and written on top of this is "Let's Roll".

3. Motorcyclist dressed all in camouflage. Wonder if he's roadkill by now.

Have a great weekend! Stay safe. Stay sane. Spend sparingly.

New Old Pieces, Part One

A few months ago, I removed my Ebay store. The goal was to quickly transfer all artwork over to Etsy. You see how quickly that happened, huh?

I've decided to pick up the pace. I have added the Midlife Crisis series to Etsy.

Actually, these pieces aren't so old. I just made them last summer. But in this age of rampant technology, everything seems aged after just a few days.

I have put together and photographed (in high winds) one of the pieces shown a couple of posts ago. This piece should go on Etsy tonight. Three other pieces have been put together and quilted and are awaiting their buttoning, beading and gluing. Hopefully I can get another new piece on Etsy this week.







Yes, I still love orange!!!

Overwhelmed? Underwhelmed?

I've been away from the computer for approximately 72 hours. And now I feel completely lost. Damn computers. Why don't I just turn off the technological world and go create? Can I really do that?

On Friday, we went down to Roanoke, VA, to visit my mom in the hospital. We found out by talking to her doctor (something she had done only once, briefly) whom we ran into in the hall, that she did not have a heart attack. At least this year. He thinks she had a gastro-intestinal bug. Everyone one else (no doctors included) think that it was a reaction to her new heart medicine which he had prescribed. Anyway, we went to visit at the hospital Friday night, and she was released soon after we got there. She seems to slowly be recovering. Not easy when you have severe acid reflux, kidney problems, circulation problems, etc. The worry had me overwhelmed. The medical world, well, it leaves me underwhelmed. No one doctor seems to know what another has done or prescribed. So frustrating.

Now I am home and catching up on the blog world. So many artists have done so many wonderful things over the weekend. And these wonderful things have been photographed and documented and discussed. For all I know, spiders have taken over MY studio. Other artists blogs are asking deep questions or showing youtube videos of masterpiece making. I got nothing. So perhaps I should share what other people are doing.

Bridgette Guerzon Mills explains her results to an artistic exercise. One I am reluctant to do for what it may reveal about me.

Robyn Gordon at Art Propelled has gathered another round of artists, this time the theme being handwriting, text and type. All fantastic artists.

Jennifer DeDonato at Colorfly Studio has shared an awesome link to Dan the Monster Man, a papier mache artist.

Jo James is whipping up even more cool critters.

And Paula at Self Taught Artist talks about what it takes to put away your art (at least temporarily) and start your life over.

But here I sit on a Monday morning in front of the computer reading about all of this fantastic art and these creative lives. I feel overwhelmed. I don't know how I can possibly create with such incredible talent already out there. Then I think of what I have been doing lately. I really like my new little pieces, but I feel underwhelmed by them.

Perhaps it is the domestic day I am having. Yes, one of these housewife days. Not that there's anything wrong with that. It is just not the day I want. It is Monday. I'm supposed to be excited about getting into the studio. But instead, I have cleaned the bathroom (really needed it), eaten some bonbons, and I am now waiting for the Maytag repair man. He's supposed to come between 10:00 and 12:00. Anybody wanna liven things up by placing bets on when he will actually arrive. And then we can make bets about the cost of the repair on the dishwasher. Let me start . . .

11:15
$185.00

I've got no more to say. Gonna start some laundry and get out the Swiffer. I'd watch some stories on the TV, but that's not necessary as long as there's Facebook.