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Monday, March 30, 2015

Grandma's hummers

Grandma loved hummingbirds - she would diligently fill her bird feeders everyday. She had to. There were so many of those ruby-throated gems visiting her kitchen window that they'd drink an entire feeder's contents in one day! I remember counting 20 of them darting, fighting for a turn at the perch. There was also an ancient trumpet vine climbing up some utility wires to the top of the telephone pole - another hummingbird favorite. Grandma's passed on now, and new owners are in the house...trumpet vine torn down and bird feeders removed. Kind of sad, but I can't help but smile and think of Grandma whenever I see a hummingbird.


I think Grandma would've enjoyed this painting!! It's my second attempt at getting everything right - sizes, colors, textures. I'm still figuring out how to translate what is in my head onto the canvas without getting sidetracked. :) 

An armful of hummingbird books came home with me from the library. I wanted to study their shape and coloring better. Did you know hummingbirds only live in the Americas? Lucky us! Most are in the tropics, but some range as far north as Alaska. And the fact I found most interesting: they cannot walk. Guess you don't need to walk much when you can dance in the air so beautifully!


Free spirited fuschia flowers - my other Grandma often had baskets of these hanging at her lake house. I had fun making the background textures: I stenciled paper doilies, stamped with corrugated cardboard, and made random dots with the end of my paint brush.


Ah, Grandma, this one's for you! (I got choked up writing that just now).
Don't you think it should hang next to the painting of Grandpa's tractor, Big Blue


I'll be leading a sip and paint style class tomorrow night featuring this painting and can't wait to see how my students do! Wish us luck!

Friday, March 27, 2015

Why I let kids doodle in my books

Many of you know I homeschool my four kids - this is a full time job and my art has to get squeezed into any spare moments. As the kids are getting older (hello - high school next fall!?), I find that the one-on-one teaching time is diminishing a bit. I try to sit with my kids while they're working so I'm immediately available to answer questions, but for those moments when I'm waiting for them to finish up assignments, I keep my sketchbook handy.

And often in their spare moments, little hands will end up doodling in my sketchbook too - because just watching Mom is impossible. My ideas inspire their own ideas, which are often good ones! I think they feel grown up and special knowing they can draw in Mom's books.



I think it all started here, when I traced their hands in the front cover of a brand new sketchbook. Somehow that told them this book wasn't sacred ground - they were now a part of it. Many times we have come back to this page and laughed while comparing our current hand sizes to the ones here.


Art has been a way of life for us. As little kids, they loved to request drawings. Since I have three boys, dragons were often asked for.


LOTS of dragons. And knights. And damsels in distress. I would draw and they would tell little stories that would grow and require I add more to the picture.



Even though they loved to have me draw for them, I encouraged them to draw their own pictures from an early age - all the time telling them it was ok if it didn't look like Mom's! That was a struggle and discouraging for them at times, but now they are all confident in their own styles and skills.

Sometimes I'd have little ones sit on my lap and scribble while I helped older ones do school lessons. Eventually, their drawings magically appeared in my sketchbook all on their own!

They started out as simple little doodles - tanks and armies were common themes (boys!).


They became more complex...

And sometimes we even collaborated!


All these are little snapshots of their personalities and developmental skills - better than a photograph in many ways. With four little kids, I didn't have much time to chase around with a camera, so these drawings have become my memory book of their early childhood. 

I look in here and see a boy's first attempts at writing his name


And glimpses into their imaginations - look at the worlds they came up with!



(the above warms my heart especially - my daughter painted this. Being the only girl with three brothers, she is a wonderful mix of rainbows, volcanoes,  crumbling fairy castles, and lava snakes.)


This is a fantastic record of their current interests and quirky sense of humor! Really, I have no idea why this potato is laughing maniacally. And a happy tomato can? Better than a Hallmark card. I've learned to just enjoy, don't try to comprehend!





All these are interspersed with my sketches for logo designs, painting rough drafts, and whatever else I happened to noodle. Whenever I get bogged down in a project all I have to do is flip a few pages for inspiration!

For the thousands of sheets of paper my kids used, these are the only drawings that survived. I'm not super sentimental and don't save much, especially when I end up with 300 drawing that look identical. But these doodles in my books will always remind me of our crazy times together! Now that they're older they enjoy having their own sketchbooks, which is kind of sad for me. There's something special about the mish-mash of everyone's thoughts all together in one place.

 I should mention that even though I allow my kids to draw in my books, we never had any issues with them drawing in other books. There are over 2000 books in this house (I married a bibliophile), and the only one I can think of that's been damaged embellished by a young artist is a page in the book of Isaiah in my husband's bible!

Do art together as a family!  You'll make more than two-dimensional memories. Maybe this would be a great idea to try as a family over the summer - keep a family sketchbook/art journal of your adventures together.

Happy creating!












Monday, March 23, 2015

(oh look - more flowers!)

Sunday was a wonderful, relaxing day. In the afternoon my family settled down and I was able to have some time to myself to just noodle around with my paints and have fun. Pushing colors around on a canvas is wonderfully therapeutic. I recommend it if you've never tried!

Again, I had flowers growing out of my paint brush. This time they were more subdued, deep blues, purples, greens, and citron yellows beckoned. Every have it where the moment seems to be best described by a color? My quiet afternoon was definitely in the blue range! 


I'm calling these moody morning glories - the color is just how my morning glories looked last summer!



Ah, they take so long to climb, bud, and flower. And their happy faces are so short lived. I will definitely be planting more of these this spring! 

But for now, I have some "indoor" morning glories to enjoy - year round!

What flowers are planting this spring?





Sunday, March 22, 2015

Welcome Spring!!!

It seems I'm on a flower-painting kick lately. With spring just around the corner, who can blame me? I've been planning out landscape designs for around our house, so I guess flowers are on my mind and pop up in my art. They offer so many colors, textures, and forms that I could never get bored looking at them! 


I love the burst of bright spring colors in this bouquet, which also includes some of my favorite flowers: gerber daisies and roses. To celebrate the arrival of spring, I've listed this painting in my shop! There are a few other goodies, there too (and more to come!)



Saturday, February 28, 2015

One Word Weekend

One word. On the weekend.


Hope your weekend is full of happy moments!

Friday, February 27, 2015

Pinstriping Love

There is a piece of my heart that beats faster for all things automotive - especially classic cars. Give me some shiny chrome and a red metallic flake paint job and my knees go weak. Maybe it's because my dad was a gearhead. Maybe it's because I grew up in Michigan, land of the automobile. Maybe it's because I worked in the auto industry for a time. Or maybe it's just because those curves and smooth lines of perfectly formed sheet metal speak to me. And I confess watching the movie "Cars" gets me every time. Vrroom. Why did tail fins ever go out of style?!

And so, I also love all the pinstriping and hand paint jobs that go with it. Von Dutch, flame jobs, you name it. Lately I've been watching some pinstriping how-to videos and had to give it a try myself.

This was so much fun! I totally don't have the right tools or paints, but made do with some watered down acrylics and a liner brush. 


This is not something you want to try when the morning's caffeine is pulsing through your system! A steady hand is key. Mine was not so steady, but I learned a few tricks along the way.


Also line thickness is key. Didn't quite nail that either, but hey! This is practice! It was just fun to compose on the fly and see what happened!


The above reminds me of a little red rocket ship.

My husband informed me that I may NOT start pinstriping my minivan. No flames either. Bummer.
But I've seen some fun purses, wallets, and even high heels with pinstriping details that are calling to me to try - after I practice a bit more. :)


Thursday, February 26, 2015

Do you want to build a snowman?

I know, I know. Most of you are so sick of snow and winter - but our corner of SE Virginia usually doesn't see much snow, and we are super excited to have 8 inches on the ground! Woot!! Of course, everything is closed down, roads are a mess, and some folks are downright grumpy about the white fluff.

But not us! This is perfect snowman snow!!

A couple days ago we had a 6-inch cover of snow, and the boys built this little guy. About a foot and a half tall. To be honest, I was a bit disappointed. I dug out all our snow pants, hats, and mittens for this?? The first thaw came and his little head shriveled up and fell off. We'll call this a practice run.

But after last night's snowfall, they got a bit more intrepid. They informed me I wasn't allowed to look into the backyard at all. They were up to something. I guessed what was up when they asked for a carrot and a spare scarf. :) Finally they let me open the kitchen curtains....ta-da!
Meet our new backyard guardian.

An impressive guy, isn't he? I love his self-satisfied expression. As if it just feels good to exist.
He's almost six feet tall!


Anyone up for some warm hugs?

And yes, those are plastic shopping bags tied around my son's feet. Didn't your grandma put bread bags over your feet when you went out in the snow?? 

Big, fat flakes are falling again - looks like we'll be snuggling under quilts and sipping hot cocoa for a few more days while Spring takes a vacation. Stay warm!