New York City Windows
( Abstract Mixed Medium Sold)

The Seamstress and Her Struggles

Sails (Mixed Medium Sold)

As I love working with mixed medium, I decided that I would introduce my young students to the same. So I thought creating sailboats using a mixture of paper mache, cloth, gesso, paint, glazes etc. would be just the thing. 

I am not a task master when it comes to teaching. I love people to thoroughly enjoy what they are doing to the point where I will actually do the non creative parts of their project. I know, probably not the best thing to do when teaching. Not to worry,  all that stuff they will have to do on their own later.

 I like to break people in slowly, then they don't lose their love for art before it has begun. So that being said, I decided I would sew their painted sails myself. Each sail they created (using real sail cloth) was so beautifully painted that when I sat down to the sewing machine (yikes!) I went into a state of panic. What if I sew these with the wrong measurements (which I am hopeless at on a good day) and ruin the hand painted sails that these little darlings have so painstakingly produced? So I pour myself a glass of wine, which turned into two. Then I decided that two glasses of wine do not  mix with the sewing machine. Fear not, I knew that I should put the wee sails down and stop for the day. As my favourite heroin says, "tomorrow is another day".(Gone With The Wind) I wonder if  Scarlett actually sewed those curtains for the dress she wore. Surely she was smart enough not to attempt it after a couple of glasses of wine! 

Squeals of Delight

East Coast Flowers  (Watercolour and Ink) Sold

I ventured out today to find a specific birthday present for my Dad. I "hitched a ride" with a friend and headed to the nearest Staples store. It is exciting that they set up shop in my neck of the woods. I know, not a big deal in most places but here, Ikea doesn't exist so you get the idea.  I would think that says it all.

Not sure how people put up with me when I am excited about such gadgets as paper shredders, coloured post it notes, and coloured markers. There I am, walking down every isle and really, squealing at almost everything I come across. Now, I know my friend is one of the dearest people and has the patience of moss in the woods but I really couldn't blame them for trying to avoid the same isle I was in.  Pretending to wonder off to look at other things (which I know they didn't really want), I do know that they kept an eye on me at a safe distance just in case I went into overload and started jumping up and down with excitement  possibly hurting myself. Aha my safety net. This is a true friend and I love them for it!