Sunday, September 21, 2014

Craft Barn's 19th Quotes and/or Lyrics

For the 19th Craft Barn's Quotes and/or Lyrics Challenge, the words this fortnight are Patience and Better.

Before I get to my entry, I want to begin by apologizing to Fiona SPAIN, not Fiona who LIVES in Spain.  Somehow, I have managed to mess that up, and for that, Fiona, I apologize immensely.  Even though I can't leave you comments, I still visit each time to ooh and ahh over your entry.  But you are not alone, Fiona.  I can't leave comments to those on Flickr or Facebook, either.

Second, Kaybee asked me how I managed to finish my challenges so quickly.  To begin, although I live in America, I have a tendency to keep similar hours as those of my counterparts across the pond.  As soon as I learn the words, I find a quote or lyric that I have materials, products, or supplies for.  I've had to dismiss perfectly good (and maybe even better than I settled for) quotes or lyrics because I had no way to represent them in my art.  So, the wording always comes first for me.

Third, Scrapmate asked if I was going to put all my file folders together.  I have two entries on each file folder, the odd numbers are on the front , and the even on the back.  Once both sides have been completed, they go in a three ring file folder in order.

Fourth (are you tired of reading without seeing any art?), is anyone really ready for Christmas?  Well, get ready because this is my 19th entry.

As soon as I saw the words, I knew exactly what I was going to make.  Nothing fancy, no 3-D embellishments, no ribbon, no texture.  I guess it's because I can't seem to get my head around Christmas when we haven't even celebrated Halloween.

But since all the DTs had used the word Patience, Better became my word of choice.  I began by running my file folder through my printer.  This workhorse I've had since 2000 takes on anything I run through it.  Then I sealed the ink using fixative.  After the fixative was dry, I spritzed two of my handmade shimmering mists on the file folder and allowed them to dry.

I'm not a very good stamper, and this was a hit or miss situation, when I framed the lyrics in a Christmas ornament.  I added the challenge number on the bottom three.

I was really worried about Santa, because I had only one shot to get it right.  Have I not mentioned I'm just learning to stamp?  Could have been better, but at least you can make out the image.

This is considered a Christmas carol and, according to Wikipedia:
It was written by John Frederick Coots and Haven Gillespie and was first sung on Eddie Cantor's radio show in November 1934. It became an instant hit with orders for 100,000 copies of sheet music and more than 30,000 records sold within 24 hours.   
Thanks as always for your continued support of my efforts.  I greatly appreciate it, because it means a lot to me.  And, as always, I'll be around to visit, even if it's in the final hours of the challenge.

Day 21 of 30 paintings in 30 days

This is day 21 of 30 paintings in 30 days hosted by Leslie Saeta at Slices of Life.

Today I once again dug out my watercolors and allowed them to drip, puddle, and run over the watercolor paper.  I see some weird animals in this one, no matter which way I turn it.  Therefore, I'm calling it "Talking With The Animals."  I was actually inspired by the art of Orange Esmeralda as I was finishing this one. The size is 8" X 10" (20,32 cm X 25,4 cm).

Please let me know if you see the animals, too.  Bleubeard wants to talk to them, if you do!

Saturday, September 20, 2014

Moo-Mania and More: Music

I'm joining Moo-Mania and More before time runs out for one entry in my collage altered book (AB).  This time the prompt was Music.

Because my AB is too big to scan in one piece, I thought I would show the overall spread first.

For the left side,

 I placed two images behind the window in the security envelope.

Although it's hard to read, the quote is:

“I Live My Day Dreams In Music” 

~ Albert Einstein

For the right side, I incorporated three moos.  For those of you who aren't familiar with Moos, they are often considered to be mini business cards.  When I went looking for answers, I got a plethora of sizes and found that there is no actual standard.   Those who make Moo cards in art go by the metric standard of 70 mm x 28 mm, although they can be converted to 2.75 x 1.125 or 2¾ x 1⅛ inches.

Some of you may have been here on Wednesday when I titled my Day 17 abstract "The Day the Water Died."

It prompted me to remember this song,  American Pie, written and sung by Don McLean.

Here are the lyrics because only a few words will actually fit on a Moo:

A long long time ago
I can still remember how
That music used to make me smile
And I knew if I had my chance
That I could make those people dance
And maybe they'd be happy for a while

But February made me shiver
With every paper I'd deliver
Bad news on the doorstep
I couldn't take one more step

I can't remember if I cried
When I read about his widowed bride
Something touched me deep inside
The day the music died

Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
And them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye
Singin' this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die

Did you write the book of love
And do you have faith in God above
If the Bible tells you so?
Do you believe in rock and roll?
Can music save your mortal soul?
And can you teach me how to dance real slow?

Well, I know that you're in love with him
'Cause I saw you dancin' in the gym
You both kicked off your shoes
Man, I dig those rhythm and blues

I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck
With a pink carnation and a pickup truck
But I knew I was out of luck
The day the music died
I started singin'


Now, for ten years we've been on our own
And moss grows fat on a rolling stone
But, that's not how it used to be

When the jester sang for the king and queen
In a coat he borrowed from James Dean
And a voice that came from you and me

Oh and while the king was looking down
The jester stole his thorny crown
The courtroom was adjourned
No verdict was returned

And while Lenin read a book on Marx
The quartet practiced in the park
And we sang dirges in the dark
The day the music died
We were singin'


Helter skelter in a summer swelter
The birds flew off with a fallout shelter
Eight miles high and falling fast

It landed foul on the grass
The players tried for a forward pass
With the jester on the sidelines in a cast

Now the half-time air was sweet perfume
While sergeants played a marching tune
We all got up to dance
Oh, but we never got the chance

'Cause the players tried to take the field
The marching band refused to yield
Do you recall what was revealed
The day the music died?
We started singin'


Oh, and there we were all in one place
A generation lost in space
With no time left to start again

So come on Jack be nimble, Jack be quick
Jack Flash sat on a candlestick
'Cause fire is the devil's only friend

Oh and as I watched him on the stage
My hands were clenched in fists of rage
No angel born in Hell
Could break that Satan's spell

And as the flames climbed high into the night
To light the sacrificial rite
I saw Satan laughing with delight
The day the music died
He was singin'


I met a girl who sang the blues
And I asked her for some happy news
But she just smiled and turned away

I went down to the sacred store
Where I'd heard the music years before
But the man there said the music wouldn't play

And in the streets the children screamed
The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed
But not a word was spoken
The church bells all were broken

And the three men I admire most
The Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost
They caught the last train for the coast
The day the music died
And they were singing


They were singing
Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye
Singin' this'll be the day that I die

To be honest, all I could remember were the words I shared on the Moo.  I had NO idea it was this long or what the rest of the words were.  I found the lyrics on the internet after I had created the spread in my AB. 

For this two page spread I used recycled security envelopes, music images I had in my stash, two red cards left over from a previous project, one rubber stamp, gold ink, and Moos painted and cut from an old file folder.  Thanks Moo-Mania and More for hosting this wonderful challenge.  I look forward to the next one in a few days.

Day 20 of 30 paintings in 30 days

With day 20 of 30 paintings in 30 days, hosted by Leslie Saeta at Slices of Life, we are now 2/3 of the way through this month. 
I'm calling this one "Leftover Eight," because all the colors are left over from previous paintings or other projects I'm working on.  As I finished a painting or project and had leftover paint, I used this painting to clean the brush, or get rid of the excess paint.  It was finally finished, since there was no more room to add more paint.  When it was dry, it definitely looked like a figure 8.  The size is 8" X 10" (20,32 cm X 25,4 cm).  This is one I'm really happy with.

Thanks as always for your kind and generous comments.  They make me so happy and I appreciate them more than you can possibly know.

Friday, September 19, 2014

Journal 52, Week 38: Rhyme Time Meets Poetry Journal Monthly

For Week 38 at Journal 52, the prompt was Rhyme Time.  This week I'm also joining Robyn at Poetry Journal Monthly with the ONE and ONLY poem I ever wrote.

It was even published in a national teen magazine, although, for the life of me, I can no longer remember the name of it.

After all, I was only 11 when I wrote and submitted it.  Actually, if truth be told (and again, I simply don't remember) I suspect I talked my Grandmother (Grands raised me from birth) into submitting it for me.

To make matters worse, I can't even remember the title, although I bet you could guess the J52 week number if you look hard enough.  I wrote it four places.

While trying to create this entry, I looked high, low, and everywhere in between for the tree image I though I owned (in green).  But it must have belonged to my friend Kathy, because it was in with a bunch of stamped images I had received from a stamping swap I participated in years and years and years ago.  I did, on the other hand, find the other tree, but should have left it off, since I didn't stamp it nearly as well as the tree I had received in the swap.  As always, I have adhered the printer paper to a used file folder substrate, but still need to punch holes in it.

Thanks as always for your support and lovely comments.  Since I'm not on FB or Flickr, I don't mind combining this entry with Poetry Journal Monthly because Robyn supplies a link from her blog.  So head on over to Poetry Journal Monthly and give (or furnish) some linky love with your poem, whether it's original or one you admire (with credits, of course).

Day 19 of 30 paintings in 30 days

It's now day 19 of 30 paintings in 30 days.  I'm once again linking to Leslie Saeta at Slices of Life.

Today I put the paints away and got out the watercolors and watercolor paper.  They are subtle colors, some I even combined to make new colors. I'm calling it "Dreamland" because the colors are so dreamy and soothing.  The size is 8" X 8" (20,32 cm X 20,32 cm).

I can't say this enough: thanks for your continued support and wonderful comments.

Thursday, September 18, 2014

Altered Playing Card Challenge, week 3

I'm once again joining Claudine at Claudine's Art Corner with week 3's entry.  If you were here yesterday, you read how I (and much of my neighborhood) was without water all day Tuesday.  I wish I could blame the problems I had with these two cards on that, but I fear that would not be entirely true.

Of all the products that Claudine suggested we use this week, this was the ONLY thing I had that was even close to meeting the criterion.  And I spent an inordinate amount of time looking for some gears I thought I had that my friend Kathy had let me cut from her gears and cogs Sizzlets.  However, I must have used all of them in a swap, because I could find NONE.

Since I had no alcohol inks that would work, I decided to make my own, using Staz-on reinkers and 91% Isopropyl Alcohol.

I fear I made a mess of the inks.  They didn't blot like AIs do, but spread over the playing card.  Since I had no gears, I decided to make this one my own.  I used one of my stamps I bought years ago and colored it with black pigment ink.

Next, I made the mistake of thinking the red pigment ink would show up well on the card.  Instead, all I got was another mess and a poor stamping job.  This is also a very old stamp I was gifted with years ago.

I decided to compound the problem by using another pink pigment ink on this stamp that looked a bit like it could replace the gears.

Now I was left with a mess on top of another mess.  And none of it was legible.  Why I had used black on the script stamp is beyond me, but it's what threw the entire spread off as a result.  I kept asking myself how was I going to get out of this mess, the whole time knowing I had only 52 cards and wishing I could wash my hands.

With all that pink on the page, I decided to stamp over it using black pigment ink.

Just as I was trying to call this one acceptable, I added the copper leafing pen.  But, as you can see, the pen leaked on the card, the mat, and the cap when I shook it.  I tried to clean the extra leafing ink from the mat and the card, but I had trouble getting it cleaned up.  Regardless, I had lost my patience for this card, and declared it finished.

For my second card, I had no distress inks, but I had pan pastels.  These are the only two pan pastels I own, so I thought they could replace Claudine's distress inks.

I decided to use a clean sponge dauber to spread these.  Since I also had no die cuts, I decided to use some metal leaves I found in my stash.  The vine had been a die cut, but it was fabric, so I wasn't sure how well it would work on the card.

Here they are before I added the sentiment.

I wanted "Fall" to have a bit of humor to it, so I used a stencil to have the word tumbling down the vine.  I'm rather happy with this one.

I can't say the same for this one I call "Mess."  One has to admit, it lives up to its name.

Thanks to everyone who visited last week and left such nice comments.  This is the only place you will see these playing cards, since I'm not on Facebook.

Day 18 of 30 paintings in 30 Days

For Day 18, I am once again joining Leslie Saeta at Slices of Life.

If you were here earlier for a tour of my studio, you saw this drying on my work table.  I'm calling this one "Cat Fight" because I saw two cats' ears in this piece.  Thankfully, Bleubeard was not one of the cats.  Size is 8" X 10" (20,32 cm X 25,4 cm).

It's always nice when you drop by, especially if since I don't seem to find time to return the visit.

Wednesday, September 17, 2014

Studio table reveal

Seth Apter from The Altered Page asked us to reveal our studio messes.  Well, I admit.  I did NOT clean up for this "photo shoot."  I simply do not have time to do so.  But as I warned Seth, I don't ever get truly messy, because of my small work space.

Although Bleubeard isn't allowed in the studio (cat fur is NOT mixed media fodder), he and I welcome you to the studio.

I suspect Seth wanted us to show our tables first, but I'm sure you want to look around. 

I have to stand on a stool to see this view because I'm so short.

If I stand back against the opposite wall, I get this view.  The door on the left in the photo leads to the "loo," which is handy for getting water for my art.  The door on the right in the photo is the one we just entered from.

Moving around the room, you can see I use every inch of space

A mirror adds much needed light in the room.

Everyone can use these over the door shoe holders.  They hold SO many supplies.  

I have one on the inside of the door, too.   It holds even MORE goodies.

Moving right along, this is what I call "mail central."  I have everything I need in or near this desk, to send packages and envelopes, although much of the free space has been taken up with gifts from friends.

Something new.  And there is next to nothing in it, either.  Right now, it's housing my cardboard "canvases" for the 30 paintings project.  My friend Sally was taking it to the thrift store donating it, and I asked for it.  She warned me the various bins would fall out of their metal holder.  When I got it home, I agreed.  I have to find my hex keys and tighten the "screws."  Then it can be filled to the brim with goodies.

Next to it is my bottom cabinet holding my old door (turned into a desk top) in place.  Above it is a night stand that matches the dresser I use as a mailing center. I've moved all those drawers in the white cabinet around.  Now only the bottom one won't shut properly.  Before, I had three that wouldn't!

My dear friend Kathy gave me her old Big Kick when she inherited her sister's.  Unfortunately dies are expensive and I have only one.  Not much you can do with a fancy tag die.

On top of this brown night stand that holds ribbon, rick rack, and bias tape, sits what I call "sewing central."  I genuinely try to keep like items together.   And if you have no room on your floor, go up!

This area is always a mess.  I have bits of thread everywhere and only remove them once it gets too inconvenient, or they start getting in my projects.

You can see what tight quarters I work in.  Now you know why I have to keep things spotless.

I have to pull out a 2-step step stool to reach the items on these shelves.  I can't believe I did this myself (and to myself).

But I know you came to see my work table.  It's obvious I didn't clean, or I would have changed the red rosin paper that sits on top of the old shower curtain covering the table. Right now I'm working on today's abstract.  I've nearly finished it.

These paints won't be out long, either.  In fact, I resisted putting them away because I wanted to have at least something showing on my table.  Yes, I stand to make art.

This is the view you would normally see when I'm working and making art.  I limit your view because I don't want you to get too distracted by WOYWWendy, my "selfie" doll who can be seen in the two photos above this one. 

I'm not sure that Seth wanted us to show our entire space or just our desk,
 but I hope you got a quick look around, anyway.  BTW, how many rocking horses did you count?  Thanks for visiting and I hope to return the favor as soon as the links go up.  And thanks Seth for hosting this event.

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