I'm spending the weekend drawing on notecards. I love whimsy and so these are just fun to do.
I'll put them up on Etsy, and if they remain there past Christmas, I'll be happy to send them out myself. So often I have trouble finding commercial cards that "speak" to me.
By the way, if you have an Etsy shop, would you leave a comment for me? I want to do a post sometime soon where I give the links to my favorite artist/friends.
After a Thanksgiving afternoon tryptophan haze, I drank a giant cup of coffee to wake me back up. And wake me up it did.
I decided to pull out the clay and go into production.
These acorns and gingerbread men will become ornaments or gift tags. Our family loves all things crab. I am hoping that these crab shaped pieces will become trivets. They're a bit thick, so they might not work. We'll see. I'd like to pass them out at our family Christmas party.
I snipped this a couple of weeks ago when I was feeling overindulgent. Snipping a bloated fairy seemed like a kind of penance. It didn't help with losing the weight from that indiscretion, however.
The Fat Fairy was sitting on a fancy throne but it was so fancy that the little fairy got lost in all the details. I pulled it out tonight and decided to see if I could snip away some of the extra frills and find her again. And........tada! There she is. Just in time for Thanksgiving.
These are some shots of my Art Club when they were creating their interpretations of Navajo Storyteller figures.
They were to personalize the clay figures.
I love how they are all different and could tell their own stories.
I felt like this last week
which made me feel a wee bit homesick. So I drove down to south eastern Virginia to visit my Aunt. She's the one whose yard flooded the other week. Thankfully, though the water came up high in her garage, it didn't quite get to the floor boards under the house.
Anyway, I had a great time with my Aunt. We did some crafting, some visiting neighbors, and some beachcombing. Then today I had a relaxing drive back to the suburbs of DC. Instead of taking my life in my hands on I95, I took the scenic route up the coast. This is what it looks like where I'm from:
My sister lives near here. I stopped in to see her, but they were on their way to the urgent care/emergency room. My (grown) nephew fell off a makeshift ladder and elbowed through a window. When I got home I found out he faired pretty well when it was all said and done, but this crowd is blood phobic, and they had the major queezies.
Lots of beautiful little churches back there from the 1700's.
Crossing the Rappahannock River.
Hornes! Junk shop/souvenir shop extraordinaire! You've gotta love these old places on the back roads. They've got the most interesting junk you'll ever find. I'm guessing there were a lot of places like this before the interstates were built.
And look at this kickin' hand drier in their bathroom.
I wondered if it was going to blow the flesh right off my bones. (The laughter was that of an elderly woman who thought it was funny I was filming that in the bathroom.)
Crossing the Potomac from Virginia into Maryland.
Crossing the Potomac again from Maryland back into Virginia. DC is in the distance.
Back to the land of a million overpasses and interstate exchanges.
Home. Always a wonderful sight to see, but I did enjoy my minivacation away.
Yup. This morning I got my first pair of prescription glasses ever.
I think they are glorified reading glasses, but at least with these I can walk around and see normally through one section of the glass. Before, when I walked around looking through my reading glasses, I'd trip over things...fall down stairs....stuff like that.
Tonight I'm home alone and just playing on the computer. There are always new things to explore. Tonight I'm playing with PhotoBooth. That's where these lovely shots came from.
I'm still trying to figure out how to take photos of my work. I came close to buying a light tent on eBay tonight, but I forgot to go back and bid on it until a few seconds before the auction ended. Being exceedingly frugal I will try to figure out how to do something on my own before I relent and buy the thing I should have bought from the beginning. Wonder how long it will take before I give up and buy a photo tent.
Friday night. I'm in my favorite fluffy robe and slippers down in Snippyville. It's after 10, which is my equivalent for "burning the midnight oil." I'm living large here. (...wink...) But this is how I love spending a Friday night.
I was contemplating doing something with the idea of a matryoska doll. You know, those stacking dolls from Russia. Evidently, they were all the rage in the crafty world a year or so ago. I'm late to the matryoshka doll party. Still trying to figure out this year's Christmas card, I thought that this may be the direction in which I go. Anyway, cutting these was how I spent an enjoyable Friday night.
Growing up in Coastal Virginia, I had a big connection to the Chesapeake Bay Blue Crab. Some of my best childhood memories center around the water and crabbing. To me, the crab represents home. I have been thinking about home a lot today.
I was thinking about all the places I have considered home near the Chesapeake Bay. The same Bay communities that had catastrophic flooding during Hurricane Isabel are flooding today. An Aunt whose home was destroyed during that storm, has already evacuated her home in this one. Before she left, her trash cans had already floated away. My sister said that the water was beginning to creep in around her house as well. I feel a little sick in my stomach remembering what all those folks back home went through last time, and will say many prayers for them tonight.
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