Circle Everything

Back to it.

2012-02-01T08:21:00.002-06:00

Here I am. Finally back to painting. I had to force myself to do it. I've compared it to exercise before. You can't wait for the spirit to move you. You may be waiting too long. Sometimes inspiration follows after you take the first few steps. Surprisingly, this is the same painting. The first no longer exists. I considered it an underpainting. The second is still an underpainting - over the first. No regrets. There is more canvas where that came from.

Good Morning Baby Cakes!

2012-01-08T10:33:00.001-06:00

I've made donuts for the 3rd time this morning since Santa brought us a Baby Cakes Mini Donut Maker. : )

12th Night

2012-01-06T22:21:00.005-06:00

I have all my decorations packed away except for the tree - which is halfway undecorated. Went to the ceremonial burning of the trees at the Main Square in our little town. Then, out to dinner with friends for lots of fun.

Yesterday Ellie had me shoot her gingerbread creation before I tossed it in the trash.

On Monday we ice-skated at Millenium Park with friends. On Tuesday we went to a roller skating party, where I skated all night. Makes me want to keep going, as it takes me a while to get comfortable and then it seems I go such a long time without strapping on skates again.

Working 8 hours a day is easy when Darrin is home with the girls. Monday - back to school and early mornings. Ugh.

Blessings

2011-12-25T19:10:00.003-06:00

Counting your blessings really does help put things into perspective. I was overwhelmed by too much to do and too much stuff. I am blessed. Bless You and Merry Christmas.

BAH HUMBUG!

2011-12-22T00:00:00.003-06:00

I am far too exhausted to feel any joy. I pray that once all the preparations are in place I will delight in the true meaning of Christmas. What is the true meaning of Christmas? Leave a comment if you have an idea to share. At this time, I am fantasizing about running away to a far distant land next year and throwing tradition out the window. Instead, perhaps I should consider emphasizing more spirituality and less materialism.

The Baker's Apprentice

2011-12-11T21:04:00.003-06:00

Ellie was afraid I wouldn't have time to help bake for the K-Kid's bake sale. Then insisted that she could make the rolled butter cookies from start to finish all by herself with no help from me. She did it! I guess that doesn't make her an apprentice, more like a master chef!

My Studio

2011-12-10T07:23:00.005-06:00

My studio, not so much. Since I have been able to work from home a little, this has become my home office. I finally settled into the idea this past week. Instead of a massive amount of production work, I happened to have a very fun (Christmasy) design project. I was able to beat the school bus home and then finish up what I started, plus clock a few extra hours. Nice. Looking forward to squeezing in some painting, but not until I get through the holidays.

Happy Thanksgiving!

2011-11-24T11:09:00.003-06:00

Same pies as every year, but lots of help this time. I made the pecan. Maya made the pumpkin and Ellie made the apple. Much gratitude.

How's That for Irony?

2011-11-17T22:16:00.005-06:00

Maya came home from school and was excited to tell me that she was learning all about irony in English class. She couldn't remember the song, but knew I listened to it - the one with all the really great examples of irony. Eighth grade. Aren't you going to read "The Gift of the Magi" by O. Henry? I understand the attempt to appeal to the students with something a bit more contemporary, but that story has stuck with me for more than 30 years. It was old-fashioned even when I was a kid. I think we watched a film strip after having read the story. Beep.

When I think of irony, I think of cutting off my hair to buy my husband a chain for his pocket watch only to find that he has sold his watch to buy the fancy hair combs that I always wanted. But now I have no hair. What a beautiful, romantic story of love and sacrifice.

And when I think of the song by Alanis Morrissette, I think the only irony is that there is not one good example of irony in the whole song. Rain on your wedding day? People say it's good luck just to make you feel better. Good advice that you didn't take equals poor judgement. Meeting the man of your dreams and then meeting is wife? It was never meant to be, Honey. A black fly in your Chardonnay? That's just gross. Ten thousand spoons when you need a knife? Dumb luck. I really like the song and I really like the teacher, but I just don't see the irony here.

And so I came up with my own example for Maya. I was going to report on how much I have learned from Cesar Millan and how successful my efforts have been dealing with separation anxiety. I was ready to state that I have completely rehabilitated Lucky. But, my part-time job went full time with overtime so guess what? Relapse. No time for adequate doggy exercise and much longer periods of separation. And as the Dog Whisperer will tell you - the dog reflects your energy. I have not been able to maintain my new calm assertive stature. My job has increased my anxiety level to maximum capacity. I feel so stressed out, maybe I'll start gnawing on the front door?

I don't know when I'll be back... if ever.

2011-11-08T19:44:00.001-06:00

Magical Mishap

2011-10-30T14:34:00.006-05:00

We traveled to Orlando with the high school marching band. They marched on Main Street at the Magic Kingdom. Here comes the band! The moment we've been waiting for! The reason for the whole trip! My camera battery is dead?! Before leaving, I wasn't concerned with the possibility of my battery running low. I've had my nice big camera for a year now and only had to charge the battery once so far. But, you would have thought that I could have learned my lesson as the last time I lost power was waiting for Darrin and Ellie to cross the finish line at a 5k race. Okay, now I've learned. I didn't quite capture the memory of marching with this photo, but I did get a few photos of the first 2 of 4 days of park hopping. I probably never would have taken my kids to Disney World. I am not enamored by the whole "magical" experience as the rest of the world seems to be. Driving home from the high school at 11:30pm last night, I thanked Maya for taking me there. We had a great trip and it was a great experience for both of my girls: Maya for being responsible, independent and an accomplished musician, and Ellie for being a brave little coaster rider. They both surprised us with their calm and cool sense of adventure.

Group Show - In Conversation

2011-10-23T10:43:00.005-05:00

Yesterday was the opening of the new South Shore Art Crown Point location. A great new space that you can read about here. Below is a shot of 2 paintings that I only showed partial images of earlier.

Upheaval

2011-10-14T18:53:00.011-05:00

Change is good, but sometimes unnerving. Here is the view from my window. This is much better than the pothole-filling band-aid solution most roads get. We are getting a whole new street. Our older neighborhood is ready for new sewer, water lines, curbs and sidewalks. It will be lovely. But, everyday for the past 6 weeks I've had to listen to heavy machinery, walk through debris to get in an out, and worst of all - feel the entire house shake. I fear that my foundation and plaster walls are going to start to crumble. Today I was really late for work because I have to walk around the block to get to my car. One of my neighbors caught me and we chatted for quite a while about the details - such as the change in slope at the end of his driveway. Feeling optimistic about this getting done in a timely manner as well as other new big projects I will be taking on myself.

How I Felt

2011-10-07T13:47:00.005-05:00

I've tried to blog a few times in the past few weeks, but I couldn't find the words. I've walked the dog to the point of exhaustion – mine, not hers. I wonder if the daily diligence has had some sort of cathartic effect on me? I've been weary and confused. I'm back now with a little more clarity and optimism.

With my clarity, comes this realization... I don't want to be crafter. I've been curious for a long time and now I know. I'll make a few things for pure enjoyment, not in an attempt to make extra cash. I can't stop thinking of how much time I'm spending and how it could not possibly be lucrative, even if it is enjoyable. All the while, running through my head - "if you want to make more money, just work more hours on that part-time job." Ironically, the opportunity to possibly work some of my graphic design hours from home has presented itself. In the past, I had doubted if I would want that or not. The timing on this is perfect. It's going to be good.

And so if you are interested in any of my hand-crafted items, visit the Highland Band Booster Craft Fair in November (and possibly again in March 2012) for my limited edition jewelry and little felt bakery items.

Exercise, Discipline and then Affection

2011-09-13T20:51:00.005-05:00

I am beginning to subscribe to "Cesar's Way" and hoping that I will soon be reporting that I have completely rehabilitated this dog. It's been more than a year since we rescued Lucky from the streets. And she is the perfect dog, if not for the severe separation anxiety. According to Cesar Millan, what a dog needs first and most is exercise (especially dogs with anxiety). I am canceling my gym membership as I have lengthened our morning walk to 30-45 minutes. Three miles on the days I don't go to work. The girls share the afternoon walk and I walk her again in the evening for another 20 minutes. Lucky hasn't shown any signs of improvement, but I am exhausted. I still have a lot to learn about taking on the role of pack leader and I am thankful everyday for this beautiful fall weather.

Birthday Treats

2011-09-08T22:04:00.004-05:00

Anyone who knows my family will always remember Ellie's birthday. Yes, on Sunday she will be 10 on the 10th anniversary of Sept. 11, 2001. For her school treats she requested what she named "the world's best cupcakes" - my own personal creation. Top a chocolate fudge cupcake with creamy filling (cream cheese, powdered sugar and cool whip) and then a beautiful ganache – and sprinkles, of course. A batch of 24 does not cover it for the class, plus teachers. So April will be getting a few extras as the belated birthday home-made yummy goodness I promised her last week. And again tonight I wondered what it would be like to own a little bakery.

Transpired

2011-09-06T21:26:00.002-05:00

It's been a week since posting. What has transpired? Painting. Painting. Painting. The first piece is done, but only a partial image because I forgot to shoot it before I framed it. The other two are in progress. (Also only partial images)

Wishes for a friend

2011-08-30T22:04:00.006-05:00

[front]

Here is my first designer birthday card – meaning it's a birthday card for a graphic designer. It's sort of a private joke between my friend April and I. But, anyone might enjoy it if you think the use of a certain font can be funny. (or if you laugh at your co-workers choices of ugly fonts)

[inside]

Pop Up Gallery

2011-08-25T21:56:00.005-05:00

I was invited by the town re-development committee to show at Highland's second Pop Up Gallery event. The space was beautiful. The event a success and the hospitality was fabulous. Thank you to the town, the committee, the host and to all who attended.

Maybe you don't know me?

2011-08-22T11:41:00.007-05:00

Yesterday I darted down into the basement to find a smaller metal straight edge than I had in my studio and stumbled across an old sketch book from almost 20 years ago. I was in my mid-twenties and decided to sketch from magazine photos just to keep my drawing skills in tune. I'm sure shortly after that, the idea fell by the wayside and I didn't draw or sketch for years.

It wasn't until after I had kids, that I was inspired to paint - and paint abstractly. Because, well, I just have abstract ideas rolling around in my head.

I shared my sketches with the girls. They were astounded and amazed. The expressions on their faces were of a response initiated by pure magic being performed before their eyes. "But it looks so real!"

What were they thinking? They acted as if it wasn't humanly possible. I'm sure they have seen more realistic/naturalistic work than this before? Are they living in a technological age that assumes nothing is done by hand anymore? Or do they just not know what I am capable of?

It reminds me of a recent incident I had with Maya. This past spring she couldn't get Darrin or Ellie to throw around the softball. "I'll play catch with you Maya." I eagerly blurted. She had a huge grin plus a little smirk on her face and said "Really?" I could see by the look in her eye that she did not believe I could either throw or catch a softball. We went out in the yard and had great fun.

I wonder what other skills or knowledge or wisdom I could reveal that would leave them flabbergasted? Somehow I feel I can gain a little more respect even if only one ounce at time.

Dark Chocolate with Buttercream Icing

2011-08-17T21:47:00.003-05:00

I told myself I would start going to bed every night at 9pm and read - or sew. The back to school schedule has started and over the summer I turned into a late sleeping night owl. Here I am at 10pm blogging. I haven't posted in a while, so I thought I would share the 4 felt cupcakes I just finished. They are literally "cup" cakes. The pattern I didn't like had felt glued to a piece of card stock to create the side. I decided, if I cut down a paper cup it would have a nice strong reinforced bottom, too. Worked pretty well. Ellie thinks they are awesome. Maya thinks they are cute, but said "who would buy that?" I told her a little girl that likes to have pretend tea parties or likes to play bakery or kitchen. She thought that made sense.

I always feel I "should" be painting. I have a pop up show next week. I have quite enough work for that, including new pieces. Waiting to hear if I made it into the Salon Show. And, I was offered to hang 3 pieces in a group show at the end of September. I'd really like to create something new and beautiful for that.

Loving Felt

2011-08-06T11:27:00.005-05:00

I am torn between art and craft these days. Still painting, but I whipped up a felt cupcake. I didn't like the way it went together. On my next one, I won't be following any directions. I have my own ideas on improving the process. The purse was made by Ellie. I am very proud of her careful selection of colors and materials, her newly learned skill of hand sewing, and her follow through to complete the project. She is planning on making more and selling them.

Potential

2011-07-29T21:54:00.004-05:00

I've spent quite a lot of time in my studio the past few days. A little confused and frustrated. I'm experimenting a lot - which is good. Content and technique? What am I trying to say and how do I say it? I came back to that small piece from yesterday that I didn't care for. Resorted back to green. Scissored up the contour into two separate shapes. Sketched a little more. Threw down a few more watercolor washes. This may have the potential for collage.

Somewhere between here and there

2011-07-28T19:32:00.003-05:00

I have visions of flat, simplified modern patterns. Last night I worked on the above painting and it inadvertently took a more natural form. I quickly did the painting below today. No pencil drawing first - just doodling with the brush. I thought if I steered clear of green, it would be more stylized, but I don't like the colors. Back to the drawing board.

Look What I Grew

2011-07-22T10:32:00.002-05:00

I love green beans!

And, I am anxiously awaiting many,

many grape tomatoes.

I buy them every trip to the grocery store

and eat them everyday.

Home-grown is so much better. : )

Art Start

2011-07-19T10:19:00.005-05:00

A better way to start the day. Wake up early. Limit the amount of time spent surfing the internet. Get in the studio, even if you are still in your pajamas. And start drawing.

Hand Carved Stamps

2011-07-18T21:47:00.004-05:00

Today is the first day of a week of vacation. It is oppressively hot out and even though I've spent pretty much the entire day in air conditioning – I feel lethargic and lazy. The longer I moped around, the more difficult it was to begin anything. I couldn't let a day pass without having something to show for it. So at 9pm I whipped out my first attempt at little eraser hand carved stamps. I didn't plan anything. I just did quick doodles right on the eraser and had the first one carved in about 1 minute. I knew when I did get around to making one, it wouldn't be about an independent single object, but a piece of something bigger like non-repeating patterns.

Peppers and Flowers

2011-07-14T18:50:00.007-05:00

I had questioned the labeling of broccoli and kohlrabi. There is a chance I was mistaken on that one, but the four pepper plants I bought most certainly said "sweet bell." Don't know why this plant never grew any bigger? It did grow a pepper, which looks like some sort of Hungarian banana pepper. I watched it each day. Then, yesterday it was gone. I can't imagine a raccoon or any other critter wanting to eat a pepper? I guess that critter changed his mind because I located my one pepper in the yard about 15 feet from the plant, slightly nibbled, but pretty much intact.

Today I stopped at a greenhouse for some end-of-the-season bargains. I got some great deals plus a FREE flat of vegetable plants! All they had left was peppers. That was fine with me. It is a little late to be getting them in the ground, but the hot pepper plants in their small containers have already grown enough for the pickin'. And, I could verify that the sweet bells are, in fact what they say they are.

Act Fast

2011-07-11T13:31:00.005-05:00

I tend to have many creative ideas that I do not act upon. For years I was fine with that - letting ideas fizzle and fade away. I am no longer fine with that. I am happy creating and unhappy not creating. Simple as that. So when painting feels too daunting or serious, I've decided to have fun with felt and embroidery and mini little bits of cuteness.

I imagined when I started working part-time that I would spend hours everyday making things like this. You know, while toddlers sat quietly on the floor and stacked blocks for hours? Yeah. That never happened. So now my little girls have almost outgrown this sort of thing and I am trying to catch up with that old idea before it completely fades. It is because they are bigger that I can find the time to do it. They are growing so fast that Ellie is turning into an entrepreneur and my production manager. Our plan is to someday sell at a local craft fair. She has been very busy making her button rings and when she finds me browsing on Etsy, she says "Mom, stop looking at art and start making some art." She started out much more productive than me and told me I had lots of work to do. I'm getting there.

[Flowers for barrettes and hair clips.]

That's Not Broccoli

2011-07-06T19:17:00.012-05:00

I thought I planted 8 broccoli plants. Eight plants growing in a row looking very much the same all this time. I believe they were marked "broccoli" at the farm. Or maybe one 4 pk. was and the other nearby looked the same? Yesterday I noticed, tucked down in the very large leaves, broccoli starting to peek out. I went down the row to check the health of each plant. No broccoli on 4 of the 8. Hey! That's not broccoli, it's kohlrabi. I'm glad I like kohlrabi. Only a few short years ago did I learn what it was. Imagine my confusion if I hadn't.

The celery is coming along quite nicely. It occurred to me that I will probably need to give away some celery. I am the only one in the family who eats it and I cannot eat 4 heads myself. Who knows? Maybe the excitement of growing it will inspire kids to eat it?

aaaaahhhhh.....

2011-06-28T20:55:00.004-05:00

Four nights at the ballpark has ended with a great weekend of softball tournaments. I have found enough time to paint a few more little paintings. I should be able to move onto large projects now.

Picking

2011-06-22T20:38:00.004-05:00

Today I picked strawberries from my little garden patch for the fourth time in the past couple of weeks. This pile is going in the freezer since I've been picking more than anyone is eating. Having perennial plants that bear fruit is quite wonderful.

Unfinished

2011-06-09T16:33:00.003-05:00

Maybe it is finished? I don't know? When a painting sits for a while, sometimes they are hard to come back to. Sometimes what I thought was unfinished, might be enough?

Hermitage

2011-06-05T21:42:00.010-05:00

Hermitage is my optimistic or polite way of saying "leave me alone."

My little Lucky dog shares my affinity for digging. However, I do not think lying in a dirt hole is a cool thing to do. She does. Actually, climbing in a hole doesn't sound half bad these days.

After a long week of unexplained extreme agitation I needed some quiet solitude and found it in my garden. Expanding the garden and turning it by shovel rather than rototiller is probably not good for my recently ailed back and feet, but I don't care. I spent hours and hours and hours gardening this weekend. I am fatigued and happy. At one point my neighbor came out to see me working so hard and said "You should get Darrin out here to finish this for you." My answer: "No. He's not the gardener. I'm the gardener."

before and after. whew.

I'll be sure to share the progress of growing veggies: Broccoli, celery, peppers, tomatoes, onions, green beans and cucumbers. All squeezed in a little too tight as my strawberries continue to encroach the space.

The patio is my sanctuary. I should spend more time there, even if it's just for a few moments. Below: wild indigo.

Little bits here and there

2011-05-25T21:39:00.006-05:00

Anyone who has been within earshot of me knows that "I am at the ball park four nights a week." I have realized that this does not mean I am overly busy and constantly running. Sitting at the park watching a ball game can be quite relaxing. (if it's warmer than 45˚ - brrr) Maintaining my creativity is challenging while I don't seem to have much time at home. But, over the weekend I freely sketched a variety of leaves on a large sheet of watercolor paper. Day after day, I find myself sneaking into the studio - even if just for a few minutes at a time - to put some paint down. Not finished yet, but progress.

While driving to the chiropractor today I thought to myself "where have I found the time for this?" Probably six hours a week, driving, sitting, and treatments. I am finally at the point of a breakthrough as I casually mentioned today that I should have told her from the get-go that I have severe foot pain every morning when I get out of bed. The first few steps are very difficult. And then, my feet loosen up and in a very short time I completely forget about it. Diagnosis: plantar fasciitis. This surprised me because every time I have heard about plantar fasciitis it has been long distant runners and specifically - heel pain. But, it's not just about running (perhaps playing "Just Dance" with the Wii in barefeet?) And it is not just about heel pain. The whole bottom of my feet hurt: arch, ball and toes. I'm throwing this out there to other people that might not realize an ounce of treatment could be worth a pound of avoided complications.

On one more separate note...I don't know which of my friends, who sat around the campfire here on Saturday night, brought the bottle of Merlot? Thank you. I am currently enjoying a glass of it. : )

Budding

2011-05-16T09:12:00.002-05:00

Two more paintings.

6x6. Watercolor and gouache.

Back to Painting

2011-05-09T14:29:00.002-05:00

6x6 acrylic on paper. Untitled.

Crafting cute little things is a joyful distraction, but I won't be satisfied without exploring nature, my abstract thoughts, and paint.

I'm Not Complaining

2011-05-07T21:47:00.008-05:00

I'm not complaining, but Good Lord, how much more can I take? I guess it does sound like I am complaining because when I saw friends at the ball park today and they asked me "How are you?" my response is "Pretty horrible." After my twisted ankle felt good enough to run on, I ended up with a back ache. When I returned from the chiropractor on Wednesday feeling better, I started sneezing. Today I went to urgent care because this feels like so much more than your typical chest cold. I've had bronchitis that felt better than this. But, the doctor said my lungs sound good, so just rest and liquids. Maybe, I do just need to slow down and learn how to relax? I find it very difficult to let things go, but apparently I am learning. Because the house is a wreck and I am falling far behind on laundry. Doesn't really make me feel any better.

... but this does. I settled in and watched a movie with the girls. We had not seen the first Kung Fu Panda. I came away from it with this wisdom. "There is no secret ingredient. To make something special you just have to believe it's special."

On a similar subject, today Ellie discovered the joy of making button rings. She bought a little book and whipped one right up (then another.) And that inspired me to lug out the various large tins of buttons and start sorting them by colors as I have thought of doing for years. I figure it might slow me down to just sit and sort.

Note to self: Relax. Let go. Make something special.

Yesterday and Today - again

2011-05-04T20:27:00.011-05:00

I won't bore you with lame excuses of why my Everyday in May posting is off to a rough start. Let's just say after 2 trips to the chiropractor (kinesiologist) in 3 days my back ache is feeling much, much better.

I did attempt a little mandala (yes 'becca, my flower was a mandala) I wasn't happy with it, but Maya really liked it. So, I finished it off for her with a lightening bolt on the flip side. Which led to other magical ideas with the Harry P font.

Ellie's constant web searching of puppy pictures made me think to try a beagle, although it needs longer ears and some minor adjustments with the nose and eyes. Still, a cute puppy.

Yesterday and Today

2011-05-02T13:59:00.003-05:00

It is the 2nd day in May and not too late for me to decide to create (and post) something everyday in May. Last night I experimented with the little girl face in felt. Today, a modern abstract flower shape. As expected, Art Chicago on Saturday spurred my desire to draw and paint and make art. I thought I would toss the felt aside. Not yet. But, mention of an opportunity for a show (pop-up gallery) in June has my brain storming ideas of what I would like to create before then. It's not enough that I have enough to fill the space. When given a chance to show, it would be irresponsible not to take full advantage with fresh, new pieces.

The Flip Side

2011-04-28T18:17:00.004-05:00

As I promised in yesterday's post -

the inside of the bottle cap charms

that I finished last night.

Charming

2011-04-27T21:22:00.004-05:00

I fell in love with paper glaze after reading about it on How About Orange. And, I've been wanting to make some bottle cap charms for quite some time. Darrin thinks it's funny that I always save my cap. Well finally I have done something with a few. I've made these charms reversible with my little felt friends on the inside. Of the first two I made, Ellie wears the bunny and the blue kitty is mine. You'll have to wait for the reveal on the next seven. I just poured the paper glaze and they will have to dry overnight.

Happy Easter

2011-04-24T21:25:00.001-05:00

Spring Time!

2011-04-22T21:46:00.004-05:00

It's that time of year. Eggs everywhere symbolizing new life. This looks like a Cadbury chocolate egg, but no. This is a robin egg that Darrin found in the yard today. I picked it up and held it gently between the palms of my hands and got this overwhelming feeling that there is a fully formed live healthy bird inside. It cannot possibly hatch? I don't know what will happen here? I should probably move it far from the dining room table because, as I said, it looks like candy.

Sleeping Bear

2011-04-18T13:55:00.003-05:00

Today I was feeling a bit crafty. I am not as happy with this little bear, as the rest of my wee little creatures. (re-posted photos following). Maybe this should be a week of many bunnies?

My TV Has Surrendered

2011-04-13T22:54:00.004-05:00

It occurred to me that it is now April, and therefore National TV Turnoff Week is coming up. I had just checked the dates and was ready to get the girls all geared up for it, but we don't even have a TV now. Last Friday, Ellie was home sick from school. She snuggled up on the sofa with her pillow and blanket and cartoons. My mom was coming over to sit with her because Ellie has had more sick days than I could call off lately. As I was getting ready for work I noticed the TV turned to static and then went black. I thought Ellie had rolled over the remote? No. The TV died. It died. I got up and walked up to it to see if I could turn it on with the power button, but it smelled like burnt electronics. And so, Darrin immediately starting shopping for the recently coveted large flat-screen. I told him, "No hurry, I really wouldn't want a brand new kick butt boob tube just in time for the one week of the year that we don't watch it." Here we are, one week later, and we haven't missed it one bit. So here is one of many web pages to check out if anyone is interested?

Screen-Free Week - Commercial Free Childhood

April 18-24, 2011

The week has evolved into more than just not watching TV. No screens? The kids think this means you absolutely cannot use a computer. I disagree. No games. No surfing. Fine, but I will use it with discretion.

Following is my story of how it all began in our family. Please leave a comment to let me know... if you think the idea is absolutely insane and would not consider it.... if you think it's a good idea, but not personally interested.... or perhaps - I've never heard of anyone doing this before, but I'm going to give it a shot!

Why would anyone turn of their TV?

I've gotten used to the looks I get when I tell people that I don't have cable TV. It feels a little like I've just told them I am from another planet. But last year when I suggested to a few people that they turn off their TV for one week, they looked at me like I had just asked them to cut off their right hand.

My personal crusade started in 2003, when my four year old daughter came home from playing at the neighbor's house and told me it was "TV Turnoff Week". She informed me we needed to make a sign with and red circle and a line through it, put it on our TV and we couldn't watch TV for a whole week. My husband and I thought it was a great idea, especially since it was suggested by a four year old.

It was an eye-opening experience. Shortly before that, I had started working part-time to spend quality time with my two young daughters. I realized during that week that I needed to question the quality of time spent. Sure, we only watch PBS educational kids shows, but why was the TV on all the time?

The first few days were rough. Emotions ran high. I realized how often I used the TV to shut down emotional outbursts when I could not rationalize with a four year old or a one-and-a-half year old. I also used it to calm them down when they got a little too rambunxious. So the fact is, I was constantly using the TV to distract and sometime mildly sedate them. That is a sad fact. But, still in the first few days of "TV Turnoff Week" during those rough parenting moments I wanted very badly to give up and give in to the easy answer... "Hey look! It's Barney!"

It was a lot of work. I spent much more time dragging out toys, putting them away, cleaning up finger paints and other project supplies.

But, by the end of the week a lot had changed. I noticed a difference in my daughters' attention spans and imaginations. They began to play more independently and for longer periods of time. A new quietness had settled into the house. Everyone was more attentive. We didn't have to compete with the TV for the kids attention or talk over the extra noise. It was so fabulous I keep asking myself, "Why don't we do this more often?"

The truth is, we may have cut back a bit since then, but TV is sometimes more than a bad habit, it is addictive and a tough addiction to overcome.

The following year (2004) we missed TV Turnoff Week because I was not informed of the dates. The year after that (2005) I decided to look it up on the internet, to inform people and to invite them to participate. The next year, (2006) I hardly mentioned it at all because I feel my efforts are futile.

I had remembered seeing an article in the newspaper when I was in my mid-twenties about school kids who were challenged to not watch TV for a short period of time (maybe it was a week). The article was about a few kids who enjoyed it so much they kept going for months! I admired those kids, because at the time I was quite the couch potato. I thought perhaps those 10-12 year olds had more interesting and fulfilled lives than I had.

I do not want to imply that TV is horrible. I am not going to quote statistics that state TV makes people violent, obese or stupid. (All though in excess, I believe all those things are possible.)

I would like to invite everyone to experience the difference that I have experienced. And, I am not just addressing families with small children.

How many of us adults use the TV to distract ourselves from our emotions or shut our minds off from our anxieties? If turning off your TV could improve your attention span and imagintation, would you do it?

I cannot suggest that turning off your TV will be easy or make your life instantly more wonderful. But, sometimes the more difficult task is the most worthwhile and rewarding.

In the Now.

2011-04-07T23:19:00.009-05:00

Sedum.

When I moved into my house 12 years ago, I wasn't sure about all the sedum that lined the north side, but I left it there because I also wasn't sure if I had a better landscaping idea. As years passed, I grew to love this plant. Hardy and succulent, it will grow in the poorest of soil/conditions and looks as green and lush through to the end of fall as it does when it pokes its first little sprouts from the ground. Not only have I left it there, but I've spread little sprouts to the super hot/dry south side of the house. Last spring I adored all the first peeks through the soil as they look like tiny green bouquets sprinkled on the ground.

So last year at exactly this time, I shot photographs. Then, didn't draw the little sprouts until I started the sketchbook project in the fall. And here we are – full circle. The sedum is now in that same stage of emerging. Today, I have sketched it in the Now. I have recognized drawing from the current season as a good idea, while contemplating how nature reflects many aspects of my spirit.

And, this reminds me of my water garden painting from 2 years ago (that I have not finished). It is an illusion of pattern. Random shapes are not really repeating, but comforting, just the same.

Toy - Illustration Friday

2011-03-30T20:48:00.002-05:00

This is why they now make stuffing-free dog toys. Although, Lucky has so much fun, I keep buying her the ones with stuffing.

How did I get here?

2011-03-28T20:46:00.003-05:00

Inspiration without discipline.

Lately I have been very inspired to begin a new body of work. This is not it. I have very different ideas than this, but when I showed up in my studio I felt too lazy to follow through. I can't explain it.

Doodling

2011-03-26T21:28:00.004-05:00

Just the right pen can inspire a doodle. This was drawn with a double pointed calligraphy felt tip that I have had for a long time. Don't know what made me finally pick it up? I also enjoy doodling with a little watercolor brush.

Small Window of Time

2011-03-25T00:34:00.005-05:00

Today, despite the fact that we are not yet experiencing spring weather on spring break - the girls and I took the train to the city to do a little of our favorite shopping. Ellie had lots of Christmas money that she has been saving for American Girl Place and the Lego Store. While she opted out of buying anything at American Girl, she wanted to find out if the hospital there would fix a cat's tail. The answer is "no, dolls only." Every time we go I say "I should work for American Girl," because, heck, wouldn't it be fun to design little play sets for dolls or crafty things for girls to do? I wondered today if it would feel like work as play or if play would feel like work? This small window of time was relished as I realized the girls are big enough to walk from the train down that Magnificent Mile (without whining), but they are getting so big that they will not be interested in American Girl much longer. We met with my friend Steve, who we delivered Girl Scout cookies to (the last of the 227 boxes!). He mentioned that they will soon be interested in other shopping sprees as he was happy to show them shoes that cost over $1,000/pr. Yeah, we won't be doing our shoe shopping on the Magnificent Mile.

Stir - Illustration Friday

2011-03-15T20:01:00.003-05:00

Here is a very quick doodle for the topic of "stir."

Colored in Photoshop.

What do you expect from a chocolate lover

who also loves to bake?

Tired of Waiting

2011-03-11T14:43:00.003-06:00

Forty five degrees is feeling like quite a lovely warm day today. I am so tired of the cold and snow that I snatched up these 4" pots of tulips at the grocery store. I have tucked them into my dining room planter box. They are so pretty they actually look a little fake and tacky.

Recycle Monkey

2011-03-09T19:06:00.005-06:00

I have long been thinking of a craft that could re-use yogurt containers. As far as recycling goes, I would prefer to not use single serving consumables that are packaged in plastic, but I just can't avoid yogurt. If each of my family members ate a yogurt each day, we are talking 28 containers in one week! While we don't eat it that consistently, I'm sure we easily consume 14 per week. I originally thought of covering them with felt and decorating with embroidery to make cute little critters of all kinds. This little monkey is made from 100% recycle materials. (Just a yogurt container and 2 different cereal boxes.) I didn't participate in the "Trash to Treasure" show last year. If it is, in fact, happening again this year - I have an idea that includes many, many monkeys.

Sold

2011-03-08T22:31:00.003-06:00

At work last week we had another silent auction and bake sale for fellow co-workers. A mother and daughter who both work at the paper suffered a terrible house fire. We have had several fundraisers for similar situations in the past. The last couple times I brought mandalas, but I don't think anyone bid on them except 'becca - and she is no longer working there. I was reluctant to donate art if no one was interested. So I dug through my flat files and matted some of my Illustration Friday illos. Lately I feel I have been giving away quite a lot of work, as if I can't sell any, but there was interest in these pieces. All sold except for the boot. I'll miss that little flower girl, but she was just tucked away in a drawer for 2 years. More people seemed to have like the cup of coffee which is so so simple. I dream of this simplicity, but then go and make things more complicated. This makes me want to get back to participating in Illustration Friday.

Lots Happening.

2011-03-02T18:51:00.007-06:00

Spring Blossoms, Acrylic 20x20

I tend to blog about nothing when not much is happening. Then, when there is a lot going on – no time for blogging. This year is off to an exciting start. The opening of my show at South Shore Arts went well last Friday. I can't thank Melissa and Darlene enough for what they've done! I'm most excited about getting friends and family to a gallery reception who wouldn't typically find themselves in that situation. One of my visions is to make art more accessible. I guess I am doing that on a very local level.

Last night, my friend Ish picked up some of my work for a show he is putting together in conjunction with a benefit for the Boys and Girls Clubs of Northwest Indiana. I feel honored to be included in this show with 3 other amazing artists: Ish, James Jankowiak, and Tom Torloumke. It will be the first time I stick my big toe into Chicago. Maybe this will lead to getting my feet wet?

In addition to that, since January, I completed the sketchbook project and received 1 notification so far that someone has viewed my sketchbook (while it was in Brooklyn). I guess this means I have made it to NY as well?

I donated a painting to a silent auction to benefit the school where my cousin Barbara teaches. The auction coordinator was so excited about my work, she bought a painting from me. (Thanks, Liz).

I am awaiting a trade with another amazing artist who approached me when he decided his wall needed more than one of my paintings. I may name Eric Tucker as my first collector.

The painting in this post is one I started about a year ago, then set aside. I finished it this weekend to put in my upcoming show. My first paintings of trees and branches were grey and dormant. In Spring Blossoms, the tree is morphing, bursting and vibrant. Both periods of the natural cycles are necessary and appreciated.

Happy Valentine's Day

2011-02-14T21:01:00.001-06:00

School Treats

2011-02-13T22:04:00.004-06:00

I asked Ellie many times if she just wanted to buy a bag of candy or if she really wanted me to bake her class treats. I love doing it, but I don't want to if it doesn't make any difference to her. She was thrilled when she saw them. I added food coloring to the dough of my rolled butter cookies. [click here for the recipe] I have found that drizzling melted white chocolate is easier than decorating, and tasty, too.

I often send such treats in a a shirt box (this is tradition, right?) but, when I saw a Christmas cookie tin, I thought it would be easier to handle. Ellie saw me covering it in wrapping paper and mentioned that I am crazy. "Crazy-good...right?" "Yeah, Mom, crazy-good." I wouldn't want my little third grader to be embarrassed by my craziness.

So far this month, I have not posted anything to my theme of things I love. I guess I love doing little things like this. And, I love this tin.

No one yelled "Fire!"

2011-02-09T22:58:00.007-06:00

It was recently that I tried to explain to Maya how the freedom of speech excludes such circumstances as yelling "Fire" in a theatre. Could you imagine what it would be like to evacuate a theatre packed with a panicked audience?

In actuality, everyone calmly stood up and headed for the exits simultaneously. Perhaps there would have been more pandemonium if someone had started yelling? Although, I don't think the example pertains to the instance when the stage curtain bursts into flames.

Tonight we attended the Shanghai Circus at the Star Theatre in Merrillville. About 40 minutes into the show, smoke slowly started billowing onto the stage. I'm sure many people thought, as did I, that it was a smoke machine, a special effect. I found it unusual that much of the smoke was near the ceiling, not the floor. And, it seems the stagehand half way behind the curtian with the fire extinguisher caught the eye of more audience members than the dozen, beautifully adorned acrobats center stage spinning multiple plates in each hand.

The audience was calm and confident that one short spray from a fire extinguisher had kept us all from harms way. Then, flames. It was surreal to see fire in a theatre as the stage curtain ignited. The fire alarms were fairly subdued. I see, in hindsight, probably intentionally. I looked and Darrin and said, "I think that means that we need to leave the building." The reality hit everyone concurrently. I was grateful to have the not-so-good seats that we did. Darrin grabbed the hands of our young daughters and their two friends and firmly stated "Stay with me" as we ushered them from the second to the last row and out to the parking lot in one short minute. I was also happy to have gotten to the car and out of the parking lot before a traffic jam had ensued.

News reports state that everyone made it out safe.

Enough Already

2011-02-02T21:03:00.003-06:00

I've never been more ready for spring. I was ready before this last 2 feet of snow. School for today was cancelled yesterday. School for tomorrow was cancelled today. Darrin shoveled for hours before the neighbor came over with his snow blower. I called work several times to see what the status was of things. I couldn't get through to anyone on the phone. Being only 2 miles away, and working for a newspaper and all, I thought I might be able to help out wherever necessary to get the paper out. Turns out only about 2 other people decided to show up (in my department). So I worked for 2 hours and crawled home white knuckled in white out conditions. After it stopped snowing and blowing, Darrin and I cleared enough of the patio so that we may still grill. Who's up for burgers and dogs? It is exciting to see the kids experience a real live blizzard. Feeling glad I didn't get stuck anywhere... like the office, or Lake Shore Drive.

Upcoming Art Show

2011-01-27T21:00:00.003-06:00

I am finally feeling ready (almost) for my show next month. Last night I finished my last canvas. Just a few more hangers and wires and all will be done. I'll fill you in on the details soon.

Blogging for the month of February, I'm thinking of the theme of things I love.

How do you like my new banner?

Sorry I missed you.

2011-01-24T08:53:00.003-06:00

On a typical weekday, my alarm is set for 6:20am. I like to linger in bed and hit the snooze a few times. Only seven more minutes, but I could be dead to the world for 6 minutes and 45 seconds after I press that favorite button of mine. This morning, shortly after my first round of "just seven more minutes" the phone rang. A telephone call at 6:30am is so much more alarming than an alarm clock. It was the auto dialer calling to inform Darrin that there would be a 2 hour delay at school today because of a water main break. Six-thirty. He must have just left! Maybe I could catch him!? I threw the blankets back, jumped out of bed, ran down the hall, out the front door and he was just pulling out of the driveway. I jumped up and down flailing my arms as dramatically as I could and he didn't see me. He was at the end of our very short driveway, straightening the car out to pull forward on the street as I ran barefoot in the snow and did my little neanderthal dance on the driveway in my pajamas as he pulled away. In a panic, I threw open the van door and honked the horn, but off he went. I have never been so confident in my efforts that I did the best I could. I wonder if any of the neighbors heard me yelling "NO!" and saw me looking like a freak on my driveway?

The Sketchbook Project

2011-01-12T21:30:00.003-06:00

My sketchbook is ready to go in the mail tomorrow

and then on tour across the country.

Breathe

2010-12-28T22:42:00.004-06:00

Finding peace in the space between.

acrylic 16x20

Merry Christmas

2010-12-25T09:46:00.001-06:00

Oh Joy!

2010-12-10T16:54:00.001-06:00

More cookies and more snow. : )

A Partridge In A Pear Tree

2010-12-05T16:48:00.008-06:00

We are encouraged at the office to decorate for the holidays. I never have, but this year I am feeling compelled to decorate using only the large scraps of paper Jeff saves for me from the large format printer. I found some nice clip art of the 12 days of Christmas that translate well to paper cutting. Gauging from this first day of Christmas, the whole project would take about 20 hours. Can I squeeze it in between shopping, cleaning, cooking, baking, working extra holiday hours at the office and painting for a show? I did say I am feeling "compelled", which is why I think I will give it a shot.

Happy December

2010-12-04T09:26:00.004-06:00

The first batch of gingerbread! The first snow of winter! This post looks quite similar to Decembers of past years. I have a lot to learn about photography and my new camera. I am pretty thrilled with the photo of Ellie, taken from the warmth of my dining room, in my pajamas, shot through the window and the screen. Not bad.

Fizzle

2010-11-30T07:20:00.000-06:00

Blogging everyday is not for me.

Happy Black Friday

2010-11-26T21:25:00.003-06:00

I don't like shopping, but I do love my new camera.

Happy Thanksgiving

2010-11-25T10:41:00.001-06:00

Every year on this day I swear my first 10k

will be next year's Pumpkin Plod.

Baker Cheat

2010-11-24T22:36:00.004-06:00

If you buy ready-made pie crust, pinch the edge with

your fingers and it will look home-made.

A bit contradictory

2010-11-23T20:55:00.002-06:00

I went to the library and checked out a few books about inflammatory foods, then proceeded to the store to buy the ingredients to make three Thanksgiving pies.

At the end of my leash

2010-11-22T21:55:00.000-06:00

I don't know how much more I can endure with this dog.

The holidays are here

2010-11-21T21:06:00.004-06:00

I enjoyed a lazy weekend, the last before the holiday rush.

Sorry Harry, I'm not that into you.

2010-11-20T23:39:00.002-06:00

Daddy Daughter Deathly Hallows Day while I stayed home and painted.

The Space Between

2010-11-19T21:51:00.002-06:00

8x10 mixed media

When I finally get around to making painting a priority I wonder why I allow so much time to pass convinced that there isn't enough time.

Typeface

2010-11-18T22:11:00.004-06:00

Catching just the last 30 minutes of the documentary "Typeface" on PBS was enough to make me want to visit the Hamilton Wood Type & Printing Museum in Two Rivers, WI as well as investigate Letterpress printing opportunities that may be in and around Chicago.

Painting Is Like Exercise

2010-11-17T23:20:00.003-06:00

Painting is like exercise:

you feel so good after you begin,

you wonder why you spent days avoiding it?

Change of Plans

2010-11-16T22:17:00.001-06:00

We cancelled our plans to go roller skating with Girl Scouts

and I was thrilled to spend time in my studio.

Play Today

2010-11-15T12:18:00.001-06:00

Lately I have not been able to accomplish anything nor relax.

Cool, but forgotten

2010-11-14T20:09:00.003-06:00

I successfully renewed interest in pattern blocks

by digging them out of the closet and displaying them

as a dining room table centerpiece.

More sugar

2010-11-13T21:29:00.003-06:00

Brownie bites baked for Band Booster Bake Sale.

This was yesterday

2010-11-13T10:00:00.002-06:00

I was thinking of sewing little elves of felt.

Goal Setting

2010-11-11T21:03:00.001-06:00

Consume less sugar, de-clutter the house, and crate-train the dog.

NaBloPoMo Mulligan

2010-11-10T21:54:00.001-06:00

I got nothin'.

Relapse of Separation Anxiety

2010-11-09T17:48:00.003-06:00

I have never longed for cable TV,

but I'd like to see that show called "It's Me or the Dog."

Blogging

2010-11-08T21:26:00.004-06:00

I'm not sure how much longer I will be a blogger.

Late Fall Planting

2010-11-07T17:24:00.002-06:00

I just finished relocating my peonies

in the dark and it's not even 5:30pm.

Sketchbook

2010-11-06T18:15:00.002-05:00

Painting does not always bring me joy,

but not painting makes me miserable.

Time to make the pees

2010-11-05T14:59:00.003-05:00

While designing the "How to Cook a Turkey" section of the paper, I had to explain to my coworkers why I was lol.

Studio

2010-11-04T21:13:00.002-05:00

It did not take long to clear the Halloween sewing clutter from my workspace and begin creating something new.

The bad and the good

2010-11-03T22:58:00.002-05:00

Today I over ate and stayed up too late, but got completely caught up on laundry.

Light a candle

2010-11-02T21:13:00.003-05:00

The Liturgy of Remembrance in honor of all the parishioners who departed this year was more beautiful and cathartic than expected.

Halloween Fun

2010-11-01T10:23:00.005-05:00

You know the large stray dog you have welcomed into your home is perfectly safe when she happily allows the kids to dress her in a tutu.

What my running buddy taught me.

2010-10-31T17:15:00.006-05:00

Those who know me well may have heard me joke that the one thing I learned while I was a Girl Scout leader is that I really don't like kids. I joke. That is not really true. But I did find that I experienced much stress and anxiety in my attempt to teach, or at the very minimum - manage, a large group of small children. I do want to help children, I am just overwhelmed by the enormous responsibility of keeping them safe and creating meaningful experiences for them. I was to the point that I felt I did not have an ounce of patience left.

So I thought when I completely stepped away from Girl Scouts, I could be a "helper" for Ellie's Girls on the Run team. When the running coach referred to me as a "coach," I would deny the title. "I just want to be a helper, and I am not even really much of a runner."

Girls on the Run is a twelve week program where girls learn about self respect and healthy living while also training to run a 5k race. I offered to show up for practices once a week and signed Daddy up to be Ellie's running buddy for the race. At the practices I was not responsible for the group, but at times I still found myself short on patience. It was then, I realized that it's not so much kids that stress me out, but lots commotion and activity. I really need more quiet time to myself. But, when does a busy mom find time for that - especially while volunteering in the kids' programs?

I wasn't sure what I would do at the practice 5k? One week before the race, the girls set out to complete the full 3.12 miles the best they can with their buddy, if their buddy could make it to the practice. Ellie had Daddy and Maya can run way faster than I can. I started out with the pack. I soon found myself running with a girl who was pretty much on her own. She was unsure about having a buddy for the race. I stayed by her side. We didn't do much running at all. She walked mostly. And, quite slowly. She complained of aches and pain and fatigue. In an hour, we ran out of time before we completed 3 miles. She shared many of her thoughts with me on many different topics. She mentioned that she wasn't even interested in the program and didn't want to do it.

I told the coach I would be there for her at the race if necessary. The coaches emphasized that to be her running buddy would take a great deal of patience. I could do this! I had patience for her. It was not the chaos of many children running in many different directions. It was not the hyperactivity of kids unable to sit still (quite the opposite). It was not many children talking over me while I was asking for silence so that I could give instruction. It was just her and I and over 56 minutes of walking slowly, occasionally jogging slowly. I had all the patience in the world.

During the race, she wasn't concerned with running as she looked back and was comforted by the fact that she was not the last runner on the course. I told her it wasn't about winning or losing, but running a 5k is about setting a personal goal and doing the best you can. I told her it didn't matter how long it took, but she might want to do another race and see if she could do it a little faster next time. Even if she didn't, completing a 5k is an accomplishment to be proud of, as many people wouldn't even consider it. Even if you walk the whole course, it's good exercise. She told me she plans on continuing running.

My running buddy taught me that I am patient and I am happy to volunteer. I just have to effectively match my personality traits with the volunteer work that I choose.

See you tomorrow with only one sentence. Happy NaBloPoMo.

NaBloPoMo

2010-10-30T14:51:00.002-05:00

My intention for National Blog Posting Month (beginning Monday) is to write one sentence per day, with or without artwork or a photo.

Little sprouts

2010-10-21T15:31:00.003-05:00

I imagined I would sit out in nature with my sketchbook. The weather has been so perfect, why haven't I? But, last night I sketched from a photograph I took in the early spring of sedum sprouting from the ground. I have a scanner that came free with my new computer. It scans documents just fine, but it is not suitable for art. I am dreaming of buying a really nice camera. I mention this because, I am having a difficult time documenting the sketchbook project.

Spooky - Illustration Friday

2010-10-18T08:39:00.004-05:00

Scratching the Surface . Acrylic . 24 x 24 . 2008

Spooky. If this looks familiar, that is because I posted it in March of 2008. I was frustrated with my inability to get any painting done, so I picked up a brush and faced the canvas with no expectation, other than possibly loosening up my brush strokes and allowing more emotion to flow into my work. It could have been the beginning of painting chaos that I would later organize with the structure of tree branches. When I stepped back from this, I couldn't stop looking at it and I didn't want to cover it up. The creepiness of it may be a reflection of unresolved issues in my subconscious mind. I am a bit disturbed and intrigued by myself. Please don't psychoanalyze it. That is my probably my biggest fear that keeps me from proceeding in that artistic direction.

Pages

2010-10-11T08:36:00.004-05:00

I haven't been focused much on blogging lately. Life is more than sketchbook pages (the sketchbook project) and our new dog. I've been spending as much time as I can with my Mom. She has just begun grieving (commonly delayed). She needs the love and support of her children. I am grateful that there are 5 of us. Thinking about how many women are in this flux of caring for children and caring for parents? Sometimes, I dream of quitting my day job, but I know that wouldn't simplify my life.

On Friday, I had a meeting with Melissa at South Shore Arts. She invited me to hang with her. When I say "hang" I mean in exhibiting terms. Although chatting over lunch on Friday was fabulous as well. Having a show scheduled makes me want to create my best work yet, so where do I squeeze that in?