Call me a coward, but I started with the easier parts. At least they are done--and no swearing was involved, which my husband truly appreciated. Ever since I met him, over 27 years ago, and at least since we have been together--about 23 years ago--he has been trying to get me to stop swearing. There have been many reasons why he wants me to stop: for example, the one I often use with the kids, it's inappropriate. Or, you never know when a bad word will slip out in an unfortunate circumstance. It sounds trashy. It's rude. There are better ways to show how you feel. You don't want the kids to hear you use this kind of language. The list goes on. And each reason is a good one. But though I do temper my language, I mean I think I am the only one in the word alive at this point who has actually said, golly-gee-willakers, and meant to say that phrase, I also sometimes need a few really choice and decidedly nasty words. It is cathartic, strangely satisfying, and decidely not "nice."
Sunday, February 20, 2011
I have good news. A trade magazine has accepted my a piece of mine and will publish it in an upcoming issue. The bad news: I have to write out the instructions for making this incredibly complicated and time-consuming, albeit beautiful piece. The good/bad news: We are going on a family vacation, so I actually have half the time the magazine gave me to do this. (Oh, as an aside, in the week before our trip I managed to have two killer migraines, and my son was home sick from school twice, and now has hives covering his entire body--the result of his immune system saying, "You think a virus is tough? Check this out!" But anyway . . .) How I handle this: I wake up at 5 every morning and think, "Get out of bed and work on this, you lazy bum, so you don't have to wake up at 5 in the morning anymore!" Do I do this? Well, today I got out of bed at 7 and am now writing to you all about how I am going to write the instructions, so that is a step in the right direction. To continue my moment of actual productivity, I am actually not going to write any more for now, but will keep you filled in on how the directions are going. Expletives might be used, so be forewarned.
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
|Contact Sheet of Bracelets|
|Metamorphosis: Freeform embroidery, beadwork and quilting on fabric collage|
So, back to what I should really be talking about: ART. This Thursday is the opening for the LOVE Exhibit at the Bangkok Cafe in Roslindale, MA, 6-8pm. Come eat and meet the artists--one of which is me. I should be there around 7, after finishing up carpool. Ah, the juggling act of a working-stay-at-home mom!
Saturday, February 12, 2011
|Migration: Already Sold|
Freeform embroidery on painters linen with beadwork
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
|Fly, Dream: Fabric Collage, Photography, Paint, Beading, Quilting, Embroidery|
It's time to write a new blog post, even though I haven't really done much artwork this week. It's been a hectic week, what with a dog crisis, a migraine, and my baby sister giving birth to her own baby! How does one manage time and find ways to create? I find that during weeks like these, my brain starts overflowing and I have the most creative dreams. For instance, as everyone in my family will tell you, I cannot sing--I mean I really cannot sing--but I love to sing with the radio especially in the car, which is excruciating for all who drive with me, because I can't tell if I am off-key. And not only do they have to listen to the horrible sounds emanating from my mouth, but they also have to answer my constant questions of "Is this better? How about this song? Am I on-key now?" So, to get back to the point, I dreamt last night that I sang a song at a karaoke bar, and my family said, "Wow, that wasn't too bad." Go figure. I woke up so happy that I had finally found a song I could sing, and then I realized it was all a dream . . . but maybe it is a sign of times to come, so I think I will just keep practicing. In the meantime, I am waiting for my sister and her husband to choose a name for their little one, who, did I mention, is extremely cute. In honor of sons, I have included one of my pieces, Fly Dream, which evolved from a photograph that a friend of mine took of my son as he jumped off sand dunes on a walking trail.
Thursday, February 3, 2011
Hey, I just created a link with my brother-in-law's blog! Anyone know what this actually means? As a cyberspace newbie, this is all somewhat astounding for me, but I figure, why not try it out? Anyway, his work is phenomenal. Today is my daughter's birthday. She turns 11! Be sure to read that carefully, otherwise the exclamation point looks like a "1" and it appears that Leah is turning 111. That, however, is not the case, but 11 does seem incredibly big to me--especially for my baby. Every year, for each of the kids, Nessy and I sneak into their rooms the night before their birthday and decorate them with streamers and balloons and signs and ribbons. This year, for Matt's birthday we wove a net of streamers and suspended it above his bed. Last night for Leah, we curled ribbons and hung them all over her ceiling. Every year, we make a mess load of noise as we try to be quiet and Matthew sleeps through the noise. Leah, however, almost always wakes up and fakes us out--pretending to be asleep when she really isn't. Most of the time I can catch her at it. This year, though, she really fooled me. So I guess she really is growing up--which means I will have to start ordering the tracking devices, chastity belts, and phone tapping contraptions for delivery soon! I've been busy baking cakes and decorating them neatly, which is extremely hard for me as I tend to be a VERY messy person with anything sticky or goopy. I once tried wax-resist fabric painting one year and that was quite a scene! Cutting the stencils was okay, but my entire body and work-space was covered clumps of wax and paint when it came time to create the pattern onthe cloth--definitely not a medium I am handy at. Anyway, her cake is neat and pretty and I did not have a nervous breakdown trying to make it that way, which was nice (sorry Ms. Welsch!--for an explanation, please see previous blog discussing the word "nice"). Now, if I could just get the frosting out of my hair before we go out for dinner . . . .
edfredned's sketch blog: Groundhog's Day 2011
edfredned's sketch blog: Groundhog's Day 2011
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
|Ring Around the Wrist: Already Sold|
|Picture Jasper Pendant: $495|
Picture Jasper cabachon bezel set within seed beads and suspended on a chain of triangle beads, seed beads, and garnets.
|Lonely: Already Sold|