Sunday, April 20, 2008
Thursday, April 17, 2008
B-day girl gets to lick the spoon!
My mini-Martha Stewart girl sets a sweet table!
Happy happy, joy joy!
Sunday, April 13, 2008
I stayed at the Olympic Hostel, just around the corner from the Schoolhouse classrooms. I had a great view of the castle and this sculpture.
My heartfelt thanks to Teesha and Tracy (such a charming host!) Moore for putting on such a classy retreat with so many talented and encouraging people. Such a huge endeavor, and you do it so well! I hope I can come back again.
Friday, April 11, 2008
Spring, rebirth...new beginnings.
Thursday, April 10, 2008
My "Who's Your Dada" doll from Linda and Opie O'Brien's class.
The transformable collage calendar from Annie Lockhart's "Daily Times" class.
"Handful of Curiosity" tin #2, from Bee Shay's class. #1 is at top of post.
Now back home after my great big art binge, it's back to work but I'm still caught up in that whirlwind, at least in my head. I'm asking myself if it was a life changing experience for me, as others have stated it was for them. In a way I think I was expecting something like lightning striking, it would hit me all at once in a very dramatic way, but I guess it's not like that. It's hitting in bits and pieces. It started hitting even before I went, just when I decided to go, made that commitment to my creative self, gave myself permission to care and nurture that part of me.
The after-effects have yet to be seen, but there has been one big change back home already: previously I posted my "studio" - I was working on the bedroom floor. When I got back from af I had to take a nap, but I couldn't sleep for long because I had a bee in my bonnet as Grandma Marge used to say. I ran to Home Depot and bought two hollow core doors to build myself a proper work table!
Today Sara at work revealed that she'll be leaving us next school year to do her photography thing. I jumped up and hugged her, I was so happy for her. Happy for anyone and everyone who can take that opportunity to fully commit themselves to their heart's desire. Maybe someday that will be me.