tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-46862390928488532952024-03-14T04:49:49.871-07:00atelier Curio studioA studio where curiosities abound. Lithography, paint, etching, sculpture, crafts, bric a brac and other manifestations of ideas are found throughout.Curiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01074217572875328688noreply@blogger.comBlogger62125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4686239092848853295.post-11352613132959656062018-01-28T06:19:00.004-08:002020-03-30T05:48:32.587-07:00Spiralling Evolution<div>
It is pretty amazing how when your attention is drawn to something, in this case the spiral as can be observed in the carapace of a snail, you begin seeing the object of your focus everywhere you look. For instance, spirals are present all around us in nature; from fiddlehead ferns to the seed head of a sunflower to the centre of a tornado and to galaxies far far away. In fact, in countless plants and elements of nature, the spiral form, be it Fibonacci or logarithmic, draws you to the centre as if by hypnosis. </div>
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Perhaps it is hypnosis that drew me to focus on moon snail shells on the beach. Some of them look as old as time, some look like they are at the pinacle of their existence. Although each one is unique, the spiral on each is unmistakable. </div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Moon Snail at Cap Lumiére, NB, Canada on the coast of the Northumberland Straight</td></tr>
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In creating my next series of paintings, I feel myself spiralling towards evolution. The other options, devolution or stagnation, are not very enticing to me. That being said, "spiralling towards evolution" might be a bit of an exaggeration because this series of paintings is a long and slow process. As a matter of fact, the use of oil paints has been a key factor in the reduction of the rush to completion. Most of these paintings are weeks, even months, in the making. I started using oils when I did my Natural Abstracts series. It is very hard to go back to acrylics which were at one time my favorite medium. I digress. ;-)</div>
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Here are a few of my latest paintings:</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lunatia, Oil, 61cm x 61 cm<br />
(This piece was chosen as part of a Juried Exhibition, Moncton Gallery, Moncton, NB)</td></tr>
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This is not the last of them. I still need to centre myself as I continue spiralling towards evolution...be that what it may!</div>
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Namaste!<br />
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Curiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01074217572875328688noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4686239092848853295.post-75241539507548602022018-01-07T07:35:00.000-08:002018-01-07T07:37:47.585-08:00Harder than one might think...Taking a break from your work or even an activity you love can be just what you need to renew your interest or give you a totally new perspective. You can get back at it feeling refreshed and full of the vital energy needed to dedicate yourself to the tasks at hand or it can be a little more challenging...Maybe the length of the break has a lot to do with it.<br />
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Don't get me wrong, I have been busy creating, it just hasn't been with any particular purpose or goal. My home is filled with new paintings and photographs, but now what? Some will say it's like riding a bike, but truth be known, I was never the best bike rider.<br />
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I get the distinct feeling I'm just rambling on. I am just writing whatever pops in my head. Sometimes that might be just what one needs to get those juices flowing. Of course, it could easily go the other way and just turn into crazy-maker thoughts! I'm going to go with 'creative juices"...Yup, that's what is brewing in my head. And, until a path comes in to focus, I'm just going to post and share some of the work I have been doing in the past couple of years.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Background- Painting of moon snail shell 50cm x 50cm oil on canvas 2017<br />
Forefront- Ceramic wave with celadon glaze, bits of ceramic messages, an shells 2005</td></tr>
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Shells, waves, rivers, oceans...It's all about nature again, only this time I'm not land-locked. I'm more water-logged. ;-)<br />
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The shell paintings were destined for a group show that I had to bow out of due to health concerns and in the end they inspired me to redecorate the living room!<br />
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Living on the coast also had a part to play. I started observing shells, much like I did the rocks in my previous series, and noticed that although they are similar, each one has it's own identity. Each one is unique, as these photographs which I have taken in the last couple of years demonstrates.<br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Some of these photographs are framed; all of the shells are part of a growing collection; all are art in themselves. Many inspired a few oil paintings, which I will be posting in the next few weeks.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">In the meantime...Namaste!</span></div>
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Curiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01074217572875328688noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4686239092848853295.post-20362785050876012572018-01-02T07:14:00.002-08:002018-01-02T07:14:51.860-08:002018-The Year of Endless PossibilitiesOver five years since I have written in my blog...I can hardly believe it!<br />
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It has always been beyond my comprehension this concept of time. Certain things in life seem like they happened yesterday even if they happened years ago and vice versa. For instance, I can hardly remember a time without my children and yet it's as if they were born just yesterday, every detail as fresh as can be. And the same applies to the passing of my parents over 35 years ago...but wasn't I just talking with them? Perhaps the concept of everything happening at the same time has merit...That being said, I am hardly the right person to enter into that conversation.<br />
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As an artist, it's more feelings that I like to explore rather than abstract concepts. But don't get me wrong, I do love the abstract and like my previous series of paintings, I continue to see abstract art in all that surrounds me.<br />
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Natural Abstracts focused on rocks and stones and the art that could be observed while quietly contemplating the surfaces that surround us. Even exploring what lies within some rocks was revealing, as the image of this large stone a friend brought to me demonstrates. <br />
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The inside to me was like a work of art, a nucleus intrinsic to it's host.<br />
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My next series of photographs and paintings focuses on nature's abstracts again but this time it was the sea that inspired me as in the abstracts you can find in shells. And while I was focusing on those abstracts I was of course confronted with the golden spiral, a prominent aspect of the Lunatia hero, the Northern moon snail.<br />
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The results of those observations will be the focus of my next few posts but for now, just getting back to my blog feels great.<br />
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2018 - Let's hope it's a good one.... Namaste<br />
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Of the 34 paintings, there were only three I could not part with.<br />
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The feedback I received from the three exhibits by way of written and verbal comments was most rewarding. It seems that this series of oil paintings successfully conveyed the very message I was trying to transmit-abstract art is all around us! I'm not sure yet if I am quite done with this theme because as I developed it so many new yet related ideas emerged. I am leaving them ferment as I take care of a few slightly more mundane tasks, i.e. cleaning my studio and prepping house and home for winter.<br />
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As for my blog, what can I say - To be continued....<br />
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Although the paintings may not do justice to the thousands of years that go into the creation of a rock, I have this deep hope that they may awaken the observer to become as enthralled as I find myself when admiring the natural beauty that surrounds us, even in the tiniest of stones. Truly, I marvel at the complexity of it all.<br />
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Featured are two of the paintings I've been working on. I was hoping to post many more pics but I seem to be having the same problem shared by many...I can't upload my images. Of the two paintings featured here, one is accompanied by the stone that inspired it and the other is not. In the case of the other paintings I've been working on, some have the stone embedded, some are embellished with metals such as copper mesh, while others are surrounded by wooden frames. They will not all make it to my show but I'll worry about selection later. Then decisions on framing will take place and whether or not to present the inspiration stone with them.<br />
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As I always say, and fervently hope, I will try to post more often for I see it as the perfect journal to keep track of my creative endeavours.<br />
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And now the time has come to catch up with those blogs which I have so enjoyed and from which I have drawn so much inspiration, and , sadly, which I have woefully neglected.<br />
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Namaste.Curiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01074217572875328688noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4686239092848853295.post-44943934324424902052012-06-11T07:07:00.000-07:002012-06-11T07:07:11.998-07:00Rock, Paper, Paint<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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(Inspiration rock wrapped with wire hangs in upper section.)</td></tr>
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From hundreds of rocks just a few will inspire. The search for that perfect inspiration, that scenery, that image in the surface of a small stone, that search has no end and no boundaries. I find myself acutely studying rocks wherever I come upon them. The most embarrasing place in in stores where bags of tumbled rocks can be bought for 1$. I will look at every rock before I buy the bag because there must be at least one that I visualize as a painting. </div>
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(Stone inspiration attached -lower lefthand corner)</td></tr>
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I have rocks by the buckets; my studio is peppered with them. There are the tumbled ones, those found by the river bed where I picked fiddlehead ferns, those spotted on the road as I walked along, those found in a shovel full of dirt as I did some landscaping...There truly is an endless supply. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8A_xtzaHyu6Z7F0EuUDsOEzP4HdIooxbQzTfUdgCIugppHilSE7tauq4lhu-ky2UHinxr7TQgam0cxN_74wFG15B8Urk4vCjGaWFRHFMno6OSwLtfO1d9HkVQOBntfmBun32fL_EuaTFL/s1600/IMG_9944.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8A_xtzaHyu6Z7F0EuUDsOEzP4HdIooxbQzTfUdgCIugppHilSE7tauq4lhu-ky2UHinxr7TQgam0cxN_74wFG15B8Urk4vCjGaWFRHFMno6OSwLtfO1d9HkVQOBntfmBun32fL_EuaTFL/s320/IMG_9944.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
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And I am developing such a connection to each one, even those which have no artistic potential. I feel that ultimately they all have the greatest of roles for they are of the earth, without which we would not be standing on firm ground. Perhaps that explains why when I hold a rock in my hands and I feel the ridges, the protrusions and the uniqueness of each one I feel so grounded.</div>
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(Stone embebbed - midway left. Supported on small brass easel.)</td></tr>
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I hope my most recent paintings are testament to the beauty within each stone that I choose to incorporate in my work. </div>
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(The art for the stone face you see is below. The actual inspiration for this painting is on the back of the stone. I wanted to tie these two together because both sides of the stone had so much to offer.)</td></tr>
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There is a Japanese saying that states: "<em>The pebble in the brook secretly believes itself to be a precious stone</em>." ...I believe that as well!</div>Curiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01074217572875328688noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4686239092848853295.post-66961813501051273412012-05-07T04:57:00.000-07:002012-05-07T05:01:55.358-07:00Speaking Natural Abstract<div style="text-align: center;">
I started drawing and painting some thirty years ago yet in 2006 I called my first real solo exhibit "In search of a voice". Although I had been painting just as a hobby you'd think I would have found my personal style in all those years. I even completed a four year degree in visual arts...Yet only now do I feel I can speak.</div>
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I'll admit, I mumbled a few words in this language every now and again but I always fell short in the vocabulary. The syntax and grammar left a lot to be desired as well. And now, today, I feel like a babbling brook. My language of choice-Natural Abstract.</div>
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I have often created inspired by what I saw as the abstract in nature but it was always just a piece or two. In no time at all, my inspirations seemed mundane. Then a few weeks ago I held a small river rock in my hand and I really looked at it, I read ever line and crevice, I really felt it's story. </div>
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Then I held another, and another, and another...and it became evident that each stone has it's own story. </div>
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Suddenly, I have a studio full of rocks and stones, full of ideas and inspirations...And I am the story teller.</div>
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As you might tell, I treat each stone as a unique artifact. The only common denominator is that they are all oil paintings. As for the composition, I let each stone tell me how it wants to be expressed. Some want to be part of the painting, some just want to accompany it, while others just want to inspire and return to the earth from whence they came. Others I feel so connected to that they will become my personal treasures, my personal rock collection. </div>
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Recently I heard a quote on the radio that seems to fit how I've been feeling "I love ideas because ideas are always pregnant". Are they ever! I had the idea to paint what I observed in one stone and twelve paintings later, I see no end in sight.</div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">(All images and text in this blog are protected by copyright by virtue of their publication.)</span></div>Curiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01074217572875328688noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4686239092848853295.post-79841496630012823712012-03-20T02:58:00.102-07:002012-03-20T05:54:12.302-07:00Creative Spring SpringingHere we are...the first day of spring. Almost three months gone by and this is just my second post of the year. In my defense, I have been busy creating and painting. I've also been quite involved with a local cultural society and the opening of a new cultural centre. And now the time has come to return to the studio and focus on a new series of paintings I've been trying to work on for the last few months. Everything is slowly coming together and I'm hoping to have an exhibition this summer. Although I may eventually apply to different venues, I am choosing to open my studio for this exhibit. This will allow me to include a tour of my gardens where a lot of my sculptural work is displayed in situ.<br />
That being said, this year is also as much about learning as it is about doing. I read very little fiction, preferring to read about what people are thinking, what they're creating and how they are getting results. Inspiration is always what motivates my book choices. <br />
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So here is a list of some of the books I will finish reading and refer to on an ongoing basis this year and for years to come. If you have books that have sparked your creativity and that I can add to my library of inspiration, don't hesitate to leave me the title and author in the comment section.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Urgent 2nd Class - Nick Bantock</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Artist's Muse - Betsy Dillard Stroud</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Secrets of Rusty Things - Michael de Meng</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kaleidoscope - Suzanne Simanaitis</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"> Metal Craft Discovery Workshop - Linda & Opie O'Brien</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Pulse of Mixed Media - Seth Apter</td></tr>
</tbody></table>And the highlight this year will be The Pulse of Mixed Media: Secrets and Passions of 100 Artists Revealed (Seth Apter)...not only because one of my paintings was selected to be featured in this book but also artwork and thoughts of many blogging friends I've gotten to know via their blogs in the last few years. I'm looking forward to the book being available in Canada later this month. Having seen many of Seth's projects, I know this will be an inspiring and beautiful addition to my library. (And I'll admit, a feather in my cap!)Curiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01074217572875328688noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4686239092848853295.post-26851836766601966322012-01-07T20:30:00.000-08:002012-01-07T20:30:05.871-08:00Gnôthi Seauton<em>Gnôthi seauton</em>, latin for " know thyself "...This seems an appropriate way to start my blogging in 2012, a year for which I have chosen ' transformation ' as my theme. One of the many aspects I would like to transform is my blogging habit...Let me reword that, I'd like to make blogging a habit! So this is my plan - I will blog once a week for a grand total of 52 new posts by December 31 2012. Hmmmm, okay I think I ' <em>know myself</em> ' well enough to state that if I post a mere 26 times I'll consider that a resounding success and transformation.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Gnôthi Seauton<br />
Mixed media 3ft x 3ft</td></tr>
</tbody></table>The mixed media painting "<em>Gnôthi Seauton</em>" is a bit of a reflection of who I am. My fingerprint, the shadows, the darkness, the light passages - all held together with wire; my life story written between each ridge of my print, sometimes a little smudged but mostly pretty evident. <br />
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My fingerprints can often be found in my work, even as a signature when I sign as Curio. As an adoptee from many years ago, there isn't much I know about my genetics. All I have is my DNA and my fingerprints. As a matter of fact, the only two people I know I am connected to by blood in this world are my two children. This is why identity often surfaces as a theme in my work and fingerprints have naturally become evidence of my identity.<br />
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As for holding it all together, so often it is only with a thread. The problem with thread is that with time it often becomes weak and is easily broken which is why wire is the binder I chose. It's not fail proof because it can rust and break down, but if you have enough layers it should see you through to the end.<br />
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A couple of examples of past works using my fingerprints.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Identidy<br />
(You can read more about this painting in the post for July 16, 2009)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Entre la vie et la mort<br />
(Between birth and death)<br />
Monotype Chine Collé</td></tr>
</tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">All blogging aside, I think it worth mentionning, the time not posting will be devoted to ' knowing myself ' a little better and knowing my blogging friends better as well. I'm grateful for each and everyone of you and the inspiration you bring into my life. </div>Curiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01074217572875328688noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4686239092848853295.post-2976780945628564202011-08-18T06:19:00.000-07:002011-08-18T09:59:47.344-07:00Fragments, Resistance, Passion and Shadows<div style="text-align: center;">Most of my days are made up of fragments, bits of this and that, intertwining but not quite connecting. The fragments are often in motion, falling away, leaving shadows in their wake - shadows that haunt, shadows that disguise, shadows that cripple - preventing forward movement. </div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">Fragments is this oil painting, a pictorial record of how life appears at times. Red for passion: passion for my family and my home; passion for my two littles kittens, Mim and Pip; passion for nature - fauna and flora; passion for earth and all it's glorious bounty; and passion for creativity, however it chooses to express itself. Still with all that passion, I resist living life to the fullest. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Fragments <br />
20" x 30" oil, slate and paper on canvas</td></tr>
</tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Fragments are oftentimes obstacles, cold and grey like slivers of hard slate dappled with blood, sweat and tears. They fall all around and avoiding them can be hazardous...so you let them fall and you accept the shadows they cast. Fragments, like words, can cut and diminish. Fragments, like incomplete thoughts, keep you suspended. Fragments of life, love and loss...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
Still, every now and again you tune in to the passion and once again you rise and greet the day with enthusiasm. That day is at hand!</div>Curiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01074217572875328688noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4686239092848853295.post-41314613112582530422011-05-10T07:07:00.000-07:002011-05-10T07:07:07.645-07:00Exploration ContinuesIn the very small community that I call home it is not often that the opportunity comes around to take an art course but in January I got lucky. Amber Lounder, a beautiful artist in her own right, offered painting classes which I quickly enrolled in. (You can see some of her work by following this link to <span style="color: red;">Visual Literacy</span>, her art journal/blog( <a href="http://amberlounder.blogspot.com/">http://amberlounder.blogspot.com/</a> ).<br />
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I decided to take the opportunity presented by theses classes to use oil paints rather than the acrylic I've been use to. It was an adventure, to say the least. For some reason, I also decided to use spatulas rather than brushes. Below are the paintings I created in the 10 weeks the course ran, as well as a couple I did at my studio and one that I'm still working on.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Snowed In<br />
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6 in x 12 in /each</td></tr>
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12 in x 12 in</td></tr>
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6 in x 12 in /each</td></tr>
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</tbody></table>Where am I going with this? I wish I knew! Yet another medium to contemplate, yet another choice, yet another way to express myself, or not! I guess the last thing I need is another technique to neglect. The constant exploring, analyzing, experimenting is wearing me down. I can't seem to stop. I seem to be looking for some answer or something. I need somebody to tell me what the answer is so that I can latch on to it and focus, focus, focus!Curiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01074217572875328688noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4686239092848853295.post-27790883309598904472011-04-28T05:53:00.000-07:002011-04-28T05:53:25.638-07:00Through the Mist It always seems so slow at first...coming out of a deep freeze. But, little by little, things begin to thaw. I'm not sure that the process is complete but I feel things are beginning to stir; the ice has melted, with perhaps just a few crystals remaining.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJy7LFyKbxbwskDSUHzuTrI0yQDO-ACClo5ioeHeJAdgKEMak4o-5lTNm4CaCbcXsYa1gkOBjoI47o02AvI_3-oSWEouoPx0p2hc_y4FMA2Z2U6TRejMv6yCsuCiCAkPtD18GWuKUPbZru/s1600/Slow+Melt.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJy7LFyKbxbwskDSUHzuTrI0yQDO-ACClo5ioeHeJAdgKEMak4o-5lTNm4CaCbcXsYa1gkOBjoI47o02AvI_3-oSWEouoPx0p2hc_y4FMA2Z2U6TRejMv6yCsuCiCAkPtD18GWuKUPbZru/s320/Slow+Melt.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> There's no doubt about it, life really gets in the way of blogging. And that's what first happened. Then I lost the ability to blog wherever the mood struck when the wireless card went on my laptop. Then I got two kittens. Then it was Christmas time. Then it was winter. Then is was this. Then it was that....A whole barrage of excuses. But maybe it was just that I needed a break. </div><div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Rather than analyze this to death, I should be grateful that one day I looked out my front window and noticed the fog was lifting and there was a breathtaking vista in the mist. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDPDBnFQq13IYYVLK5Me75XguP2NPAGzTvNDgppoS0m4_P3jZmtBu0pc54LB2ZT5Ge8wY30MGfTbBVABvszjT2yAxnwQzsnnVlbHILcp3Aw4-em29fIQW7yY3rgdX2_470qlwpPRD9FXOZ/s1600/View+from+my+front+window.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="221" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDPDBnFQq13IYYVLK5Me75XguP2NPAGzTvNDgppoS0m4_P3jZmtBu0pc54LB2ZT5Ge8wY30MGfTbBVABvszjT2yAxnwQzsnnVlbHILcp3Aw4-em29fIQW7yY3rgdX2_470qlwpPRD9FXOZ/s320/View+from+my+front+window.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="clear: both; text-align: left;">It was so breathtaking that I jumped in the car to get a closer look. I ended up at a graveyard across the bay. I think the pictures speak for themselves. </div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> The snow is gone now. The fog has lifted and all that is left is the awe...The kind of awe that leaves you speechless!</div>Curiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01074217572875328688noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4686239092848853295.post-82834337881350943902010-11-29T05:18:00.000-08:002010-11-29T05:18:58.604-08:00Frozen<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">My head is in the clouds much of the time these days and sometimes the cloud cover is so thick I see nothing but white...Oh no wait, that's a blank canvas. I'm actually in my studio. I look around at the dozens of unfinished projects, the lists of ideas, the lists of lists of ideas...Okay, I recognize this feeling...I AM OVERWHELMED! </div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQA-w5jaICUgPdJHZjLewqCAWSTVcEcmA2K6cdPgRtczK88ZOdmBrUSKi7AdMhSuR5WvQlGoOCrmoj2tlMjM8DPfsYsurHT7nrp55jXk1dLRT0anHLyS4ixz3jPDvldimDL9P78ucaZzkb/s1600/Head+in+the+clouds.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQA-w5jaICUgPdJHZjLewqCAWSTVcEcmA2K6cdPgRtczK88ZOdmBrUSKi7AdMhSuR5WvQlGoOCrmoj2tlMjM8DPfsYsurHT7nrp55jXk1dLRT0anHLyS4ixz3jPDvldimDL9P78ucaZzkb/s320/Head+in+the+clouds.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"></div>The thing about taking time off is that it becomes increasingly hard to get motivated and to get back to the art of creativity. I hoped that a recent trip to Spain and Italy would really get the juices flowing and I would come back and miraculously(By the way, my goodness there was a lot of religion in both those countries) I would get back to my studio where creativity would flow out of my veins...Not so. As a matter of fact, my creative juices are like a container of frozen concentrate and I'm sad to say adding water does not seem to help! Art was everywhere during my get away, from the ancient to the contemporary, I came face to face with masterpiece after masterpiece. From the architecture to the holy sites to mother nature herself, every piece and every view left me speechless and in awe. I tried to absorb the energy projected by such a concentration of creative energy but as of yet I'm not really feeling it. I'm still in awe, frozen in a type of reverie and I'm not sure that I want to fully thaw.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Chair and Clouds by Tapies<br />
(I love metal sculptures!)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I will never understand how a tree can thrive rooted to a rock!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">One of Gaudi's many architectural masterpieces. The light hanging in the foreground was one of numerous styles lining the streets of Barcelona.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Amazing to see contemporary architecture blending in with this gothic city but it did!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Part of the massive Sagrada Familia church designed by Gaudi, this sculpture, one of hundreds adorning this massive structure, really seems to reflect cubist tendencies, unlike the section below which reminded me of an elaborate sand castle...Truly amazing!</td></tr>
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I'm not quite sure how I picked the above photographs to share out of the 1500+ digital photos I took...I just couldn't stop myself. A lot of my pictures were more like fractals and random bits of architecture and colours or textures on buildings and lots of doors. Presently I am editing a lot of the photographs, classifying them for future access. I'm sure they'll pop-up in my blog from time to time. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Well, December is right around the bend and this is traditionally a month with a lot of entertaining so I don't imagine I will be in the studio all that much. However, things will change in January as my husband has accepted a short term contract for a couple of months and I vow to go to the studio daily...I'm really hoping routine will help me focus and I will complete ongoing projects and create some new pieces that have been trying to get out of my head.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">In the meantime, I will return to the blog community even if only to catch up with my favourites and perhaps even find a few more inspirational bloggers to follow.</div>Curiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01074217572875328688noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4686239092848853295.post-37420426686541724632010-06-25T08:21:00.000-07:002010-07-05T12:29:38.416-07:00Fools' Gold<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Earlier this year, I decided to take time off from my studio, yet every now and then I find myself at Curio Studio working away on some creative venture, mostly crafty things. This is what I was up to earlier this week when suddenly my mind took a turn. By the time I awoke from my creative haze there was Fool's Gold oozing out of my canvas. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOx46O0JbfsNDRhuciKfr2p4DaON4NJO3slRViYeu7ICTbWXInxacgWYUHicYlDW7BnZI7pWnZjKFaitIozSl-bPY0RJyFieDPu_5dJpH1NggXaGcmicDIM6dUisD8UID_qZTlnz2oS_eL/s1600/Fools'+Gold.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ru="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOx46O0JbfsNDRhuciKfr2p4DaON4NJO3slRViYeu7ICTbWXInxacgWYUHicYlDW7BnZI7pWnZjKFaitIozSl-bPY0RJyFieDPu_5dJpH1NggXaGcmicDIM6dUisD8UID_qZTlnz2oS_eL/s320/Fools'+Gold.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Fools' Gold</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Acrylic/Mixed Media</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">20"x24"</span></div>I must confess I am not the ideal person to point the finger at environmental miscreants because I am far from being a hardcore environmentalist. Don't get me wrong, I really care deeply about the environment and have adjusted my lifestyle and many behaviours to preserve and benefit the planet. I strongly believe that it is better to do something to reduce the burden on mother earth rather than to do nothing. That being said, I also accept that it doesn't have to be all or nothing. (This is me trying to justify the many luxuries which surround me.) Still, while I might not feel I have the right to lend my voice to the tragedy that is occurring in the gulf waters, there is a latin phrase that often comes to my mind: <em>Spiritus ubi vult spirat</em> (Inspiration does not depend on will, it is a gift)...and so here I am. <br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_-Y8wUeVYFjkUpBNZRNRtRGrZ0qQgHX2_bMR4UOPTuKvIxd6hu1X9-Wczlws4iEjyfmlh0VqnWI2Y1W2MfCdNO1HIpAgFcSkah8MCWCKAKqqkqZ5AoK3EvgKaqnFa2Yau3zFtn6wWtnND/s1600/Fools'+Gold+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ru="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_-Y8wUeVYFjkUpBNZRNRtRGrZ0qQgHX2_bMR4UOPTuKvIxd6hu1X9-Wczlws4iEjyfmlh0VqnWI2Y1W2MfCdNO1HIpAgFcSkah8MCWCKAKqqkqZ5AoK3EvgKaqnFa2Yau3zFtn6wWtnND/s320/Fools'+Gold+2.jpg" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Fool's Gold came about when I went to the studio to do a completely different piece and suddenly I found myself going in a direction I had truly been avoiding...Social commentary through art. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZvwzs1b5gzYTSqTQ6djEV15iy9Sr7Oki-5K4iDxSnHQ8sjd4ZRiQO3RSUC1pZJCfXoQAs0W6ONRMdkqJV4EdCzu7EmIvz_1afnLZYcegdSisJ4M5TRhWwFQsC-0b_cyPIzkjaBY-wkfbT/s1600/Fools'+Gold+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ru="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZvwzs1b5gzYTSqTQ6djEV15iy9Sr7Oki-5K4iDxSnHQ8sjd4ZRiQO3RSUC1pZJCfXoQAs0W6ONRMdkqJV4EdCzu7EmIvz_1afnLZYcegdSisJ4M5TRhWwFQsC-0b_cyPIzkjaBY-wkfbT/s320/Fools'+Gold+3.jpg" /></a></div>It is becoming evident to me that social commentary is often the direction my work takes. And the reason this befuddles me is that I'm not convinced that I can make a real difference. However, recently it has come to my attention that some of the greatest humanitarians attribute their success on the fact that they focus on the ' individual ' instead of the multitudes and that is how they made, and make, a difference. By that same token, if I choose to add my little statement to the thousands of voices outraged at the injustices and the callous disregard for the environment, the message becomes so much louder and clearer.<br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIDbtHMZCQGVVpFo7gRbCRoIpAIK3SMfKqQ9Bn0ei9ZjlF5J3oTyPKKu84QFlh9lJn1sfOSfZkeMg8d_kI91KCzFM7OSZbAZMG1Uth-rRQOWofwkvbOTyDQ8fNqcbt8r6EGsvGJsUJ1bA_/s1600/Fools'+Gold+5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ru="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIDbtHMZCQGVVpFo7gRbCRoIpAIK3SMfKqQ9Bn0ei9ZjlF5J3oTyPKKu84QFlh9lJn1sfOSfZkeMg8d_kI91KCzFM7OSZbAZMG1Uth-rRQOWofwkvbOTyDQ8fNqcbt8r6EGsvGJsUJ1bA_/s320/Fools'+Gold+5.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Now all we need is for the Powers-that-be to open their ears and listen!</div>Curiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01074217572875328688noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4686239092848853295.post-47343311917549304792010-06-10T05:47:00.000-07:002010-06-10T05:47:18.926-07:00Sunset<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">I'm not sure if it's just me but I could take endless pictures of the setting sun because every day it is so different. Below are a few of the pictures I've taken while sitting on my front steps. All I can think of when I see this spectacular show is 'Oh my God!'.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">This first picture was taken just last evening.</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoZudtd8bHgUEFXHiqTpVytnS8juFe2pg7Qhzdfg6VWPCP3Jv5kl45tVVlbSSVXAa8-YfpCEtVEFc2eb1C69EJ4r75Sz0vXtrcPsKbTvylB1ODMdj06YKC1V2rGEPT7ShzuqbkKf0TFRRS/s1600/Sunset.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" qu="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoZudtd8bHgUEFXHiqTpVytnS8juFe2pg7Qhzdfg6VWPCP3Jv5kl45tVVlbSSVXAa8-YfpCEtVEFc2eb1C69EJ4r75Sz0vXtrcPsKbTvylB1ODMdj06YKC1V2rGEPT7ShzuqbkKf0TFRRS/s320/Sunset.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div align="left" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">The sunrise is beautiful as well, however it is a</div><div align="left" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div align="left" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">rare moment indeed that you will find me awake for the show...That being said it did happen a couple of times and below are samples of what the morning sky looks like on occassion at 5 am.</div><div align="left" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiJR2scATlY0nUmZ6zHTkEokpm4ERnpQFS6OQ-_yjlKdjfc-fXTAYrE7TqjiTvkEygIi7tvVKF5W_agCmLohnYhl7cZ1e7f2svuujBsUEHXBPxaif94LijZpwaLypxRa186xuPTu9UtUrb/s1600/Sunrise+2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" qu="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiJR2scATlY0nUmZ6zHTkEokpm4ERnpQFS6OQ-_yjlKdjfc-fXTAYrE7TqjiTvkEygIi7tvVKF5W_agCmLohnYhl7cZ1e7f2svuujBsUEHXBPxaif94LijZpwaLypxRa186xuPTu9UtUrb/s320/Sunrise+2.JPG" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7fHWLXSd4Y_vtI0ZDlSkEOjbhSvsTxkkpYD0B7ni1jmVumAc-m6IB9Rew3KovbjBDHW2oBcHfb3oHtVcajSsubAb3bWSpbkSmxbgtjd2dWHgs5dtJtzG_4yYNRt1XvZlxnzcbcRv8vCF4/s1600/Sunrise+1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" qu="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7fHWLXSd4Y_vtI0ZDlSkEOjbhSvsTxkkpYD0B7ni1jmVumAc-m6IB9Rew3KovbjBDHW2oBcHfb3oHtVcajSsubAb3bWSpbkSmxbgtjd2dWHgs5dtJtzG_4yYNRt1XvZlxnzcbcRv8vCF4/s320/Sunrise+1.JPG" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">I've said it before and I say it again...Nature truly is the greatest artist of all!</div>Curiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01074217572875328688noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4686239092848853295.post-77014532815191028912010-04-06T05:28:00.000-07:002010-04-06T05:28:04.760-07:00Journey to Clarity<div style="text-align: center;">Recently I found my search to discover my own voice has left me anything but speechless. As a matter of fact, I sometimes have the distinct impression that I suffer from "painterly diarhea" and the end result is not too impressive.</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">In an attempt to find my personal style I bought yet another book, Creative Paint Workshop for Mixed Media Artist by Ann Baldwin, and I must say it is pretty good. I decided to try the exercises one at a time. Hopefully by the end of the book, I will have some sense of who I am when it comes to painting. I had originally ordered the book for one purpose only and that was to get a brief introduction to encaustic painting. Since then I have come to believe that the last thing I need is another way to express myself...Of course, that's not to say that I won't!</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVjsjAwq8il7bfeXBYdXoztiMrhMm3thE_2b5e0Rh-eVwY89jxIfVvNZL3fAufrsHjYZIZD6Xu3JNEjCargbiYBD1n6t5VcSThR-MJuPnz6h52Wxo4YL-skhO6CmGBNOSj0HVMPc3gxH4r/s1600/And+Time+Passed.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" nt="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVjsjAwq8il7bfeXBYdXoztiMrhMm3thE_2b5e0Rh-eVwY89jxIfVvNZL3fAufrsHjYZIZD6Xu3JNEjCargbiYBD1n6t5VcSThR-MJuPnz6h52Wxo4YL-skhO6CmGBNOSj0HVMPc3gxH4r/s320/And+Time+Passed.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">And Time Passed</span></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">12"x16"</span></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Acrylic & Mixed Media</span></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">During this same period I also painted the following pieces which I believe offer a view into how confused I really am about what I want to achieve. These paintings remind me that when I was doing my Bachelor of Visual Arts, my professors use to tell me that sometimes I was brilliant and other times anything but brilliant! I think I can agree with them now. See below for proof:</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh336SQruftg8NkcQjA4enhyphenhyphen9kLaDzg_4fzU6Cv7HyNIEnuy2C1pu75xMJIk4dWarYTh4JGCVkl6rqEWMRU3l7y40RNxzAmkQsqiIbvCubEtbIcQbxfPjsD9ebxzjKQctng3Ff7QAjoz4kq/s1600/Drawing+Wild+Cats.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" nt="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh336SQruftg8NkcQjA4enhyphenhyphen9kLaDzg_4fzU6Cv7HyNIEnuy2C1pu75xMJIk4dWarYTh4JGCVkl6rqEWMRU3l7y40RNxzAmkQsqiIbvCubEtbIcQbxfPjsD9ebxzjKQctng3Ff7QAjoz4kq/s320/Drawing+Wild+Cats.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Drawing Wild Cats</span></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Acrylic Scraffiti</span></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOddgZkkXOtgkluklZx2duPQVix5zh6Zd-xO4IW734TYeSkIhXM3DxP9UDgq_1qrBP77_DSUVeSGBcCCiYIv9CjKo83aGkl67TAOqYGGIjnPWAkNzat4BZVL-S-fh3IBGM6_IO87oRzh6c/s1600/Descent+of+the+Ravent.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" nt="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOddgZkkXOtgkluklZx2duPQVix5zh6Zd-xO4IW734TYeSkIhXM3DxP9UDgq_1qrBP77_DSUVeSGBcCCiYIv9CjKo83aGkl67TAOqYGGIjnPWAkNzat4BZVL-S-fh3IBGM6_IO87oRzh6c/s320/Descent+of+the+Ravent.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Descent of the Raven</span></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">8"x10" </span><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Acrylic</span></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjXXj8dc4f3AR9JXLlkafQ990a2fQSWWm_seYnK1aI3Qz24yCmr9F8cpogmhIqaUmoKmWDDDP2RAWBmuhXWfLb94-L37iVVCkVLN1k6x397AKqZszVM86HdHLKKQikmXqLyIrfvMzDij8Y/s1600/Shadow+Play+I.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" nt="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjXXj8dc4f3AR9JXLlkafQ990a2fQSWWm_seYnK1aI3Qz24yCmr9F8cpogmhIqaUmoKmWDDDP2RAWBmuhXWfLb94-L37iVVCkVLN1k6x397AKqZszVM86HdHLKKQikmXqLyIrfvMzDij8Y/s320/Shadow+Play+I.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Shadow Play I</span></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">12 x 12 </span><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Acrylic</span></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikTZzSagkEiE8nB92EMwPbvnTpyi9JA5o7TfnItb1FDuJBmB1e6nbnVDboGU5mD6Z63zNy2qiey5ZiM1NU4fP4nXp26pDeJfFYJExUMrBIM6hKPDtixHACMsjG9azjHT1B7Iqkt_62KBCX/s1600/Do+the+Math.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" nt="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikTZzSagkEiE8nB92EMwPbvnTpyi9JA5o7TfnItb1FDuJBmB1e6nbnVDboGU5mD6Z63zNy2qiey5ZiM1NU4fP4nXp26pDeJfFYJExUMrBIM6hKPDtixHACMsjG9azjHT1B7Iqkt_62KBCX/s320/Do+the+Math.jpg" width="100" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Do the Math</span></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Acrylic</span></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">Confused? Join my club! </div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">What is the point of my rant? I have decided to take time off from producing this year in an attempt to declutter my brain and hopefully come out at the other end with a clearer understanding of who I want to be as an artist and what exactly it is I want to say as well as which medium would allow me to best express myself. In fact, I am considering myself on a sabbatical, a time in which to deepen my understanding. This will involve a lot of research, a lot of experimentation and a lot of quiet reflection.</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">I hope to post on my blog at least once a month in an attempt to track my progress. I know my research will probably bring me to many of my favourite blogs and will introduce me to new voices as well. My blog will be the perfect place to take note of the experiences and the knowledge I gather on my forays. Join me on my journey to clarity...Just remember, it may take my lifetime!</div>Curiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01074217572875328688noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4686239092848853295.post-86282652644724259452010-02-11T05:12:00.000-08:002010-02-11T05:12:12.710-08:00Threads II - Forest for the TreesRenovate, paint, blog, photograph, renovate, print, carve, renovate....you got the gist of it. This total "busy-ness" makes it very hard to focus. Yet focus is becoming more and more important to me. I believe I need it if I'm ever going to really be good at expressing myself through my art, at reaching some pinacle of success. Okay, perhaps I'm overdramatizing a tad...Success is subjective and I guess I have achieved it in many regards. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">What I really need is to quiet my mind and I feel a good way to achieve this is, you guessed it, Focus! With this in mind, I am continuing my search for the common threads in my work and lo and behold, there is the tree, a source of inspiration and awe! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Although I have countless art pieces featuring trees I'll share these four, some old, some new, some unfinished and all in a different medium.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio_I9TWav6r6Iw-N4X-ExUMkOjS3Lo9aIA8UteYvU8N7XWaTZ1QL_gscT5lWoZECIrPAlY_LBOVl_-u3Tn0fgA4aPBmzB1A-sXcDYg_WAFdI84bJJB1KMiterWJEmmEssgS0PEQyEMdgjj/s1600-h/La+p%C3%A9nombre.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ct="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio_I9TWav6r6Iw-N4X-ExUMkOjS3Lo9aIA8UteYvU8N7XWaTZ1QL_gscT5lWoZECIrPAlY_LBOVl_-u3Tn0fgA4aPBmzB1A-sXcDYg_WAFdI84bJJB1KMiterWJEmmEssgS0PEQyEMdgjj/s320/La+p%C3%A9nombre.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">La pénombre (The Shadows)</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Monotype-Ink on Somerset paper</span> (<span style="font-size: xx-small;">32" X 55")</span></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhu5qZOcuwGPeJCT5U4mAzISkVuZTPYywoQI6EmQz29hYiegnvnBIOA1o7wXyMgKTO9S3SgPgozycIRhev1h8ksUIrQzSUmRxi7WAKlJsGMejZSc3mEEIA2j5zUlfyrc9xitp6jw79jUiP/s1600-h/sm+jan+3+07+moon+at+dusk.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ct="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhu5qZOcuwGPeJCT5U4mAzISkVuZTPYywoQI6EmQz29hYiegnvnBIOA1o7wXyMgKTO9S3SgPgozycIRhev1h8ksUIrQzSUmRxi7WAKlJsGMejZSc3mEEIA2j5zUlfyrc9xitp6jw79jUiP/s320/sm+jan+3+07+moon+at+dusk.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Moonlight Through the Apple Tree</span></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Digital Photograph</span></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2ONY6Hls3r7krFjMv-En_J2CuRxVuGfwzBF9UdBngTlechTf-RzzFcN27Y0yDb6klFFjz5_u8E_cgdkmRMrjcS1bEy2ZkjJAvaYN0ECfmtMO5RMyAgAWirzUa9tVERRmvQfjR2a5bdGTT/s1600-h/Shadow+Play+8x48.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ct="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2ONY6Hls3r7krFjMv-En_J2CuRxVuGfwzBF9UdBngTlechTf-RzzFcN27Y0yDb6klFFjz5_u8E_cgdkmRMrjcS1bEy2ZkjJAvaYN0ECfmtMO5RMyAgAWirzUa9tVERRmvQfjR2a5bdGTT/s320/Shadow+Play+8x48.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Shadow Play</span></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Acrylic on unmounted canvas</span></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">8" x 48"</span></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD2nloDORJpEVFBbrB7yfsMPdkuiceH8CifdBT7UWKuEQoumsfjfibl2tVWQLqkqqgLwrfLQOolEBbHg7BJ8IQuWnenAa2oMVotCmj0qEQV-iBaSTYrc4HQ6PjaCECptegRMAYKY30IP3P/s1600-h/Raw+clay.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ct="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD2nloDORJpEVFBbrB7yfsMPdkuiceH8CifdBT7UWKuEQoumsfjfibl2tVWQLqkqqgLwrfLQOolEBbHg7BJ8IQuWnenAa2oMVotCmj0qEQV-iBaSTYrc4HQ6PjaCECptegRMAYKY30IP3P/s320/Raw+clay.JPG" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Raw clay carving, not yet air dried. Bisquing and glazing to follow. (4" x 10" X 2")</span></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">Of course, don't get me wrong I do treat a lot of other subject matter, but when I look around in my home, in my studio, in my yard, trees are very present. And no wonder, where would we be without them!</div>Curiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01074217572875328688noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4686239092848853295.post-58630145013234145862010-01-24T04:07:00.000-08:002010-01-24T04:56:45.210-08:00The Divining World-Part IIThe cards I created below may well hold the key to your Destiny. Have a peek...<br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0K9iTZn60J-4IiOJoCg5oywx8Xh4kMVQg5PizQUdkZ9JmBfEfBU3_DhOxDh4J72UThP9vGh33XQfDIZrAiD17TknkCcD978j2N0qYQESC7UfdWG-olFtAMok-m4M9NJsO24BiSLQOrOdj/s1600-h/Destiny+Within.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 142px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430277750965257730" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0K9iTZn60J-4IiOJoCg5oywx8Xh4kMVQg5PizQUdkZ9JmBfEfBU3_DhOxDh4J72UThP9vGh33XQfDIZrAiD17TknkCcD978j2N0qYQESC7UfdWG-olFtAMok-m4M9NJsO24BiSLQOrOdj/s320/Destiny+Within.JPG" /></a> </div><div align="center">The Destiny Package</div><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqJqKkImuO10w01y8914nsgULZZ6f6LBrpDPu48plhXOE1tpKEkECZ3U1bFjusVCIzKrCOM3uLazKxQjW0nTOZNzk6E2qmxaCG_Xq0uaQXzrboS760MPrPvkohh2UxG6WWHcjxarYOatHB/s1600-h/Your+Destiny.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 189px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430277739524132162" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqJqKkImuO10w01y8914nsgULZZ6f6LBrpDPu48plhXOE1tpKEkECZ3U1bFjusVCIzKrCOM3uLazKxQjW0nTOZNzk6E2qmxaCG_Xq0uaQXzrboS760MPrPvkohh2UxG6WWHcjxarYOatHB/s320/Your+Destiny.JPG" /></a></p><p align="center">Inside you find 11 Destiny Numbers</p><p align="center"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 198px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430283808544525922" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbhAdOY5lJPypOdbpC5l99Mm1XNkCGangCxZmy7S3cyj3oWkD2s5nMFolwmnupmSA47PGZA7fBxzVAXZtBS4p0VBWZYxDYdFn4HDzuVJR0iMwyTeLUfh9EBP9nUH0Gj_jUJ4rppcSvEogb/s320/Destiny+Number+Calculation.JPG" /></p><p align="center">Instructions are handprinted on the envelope itself. </p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;">(For the sake of clarity in this photograph I played around with colour and contrast.)</span></p><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcrmcjtL7CbtiayRU9dfLjGwdh7F6yqfXrY0rsHoO6_ny51fOgUwfH9fa28z9mrX9IxNnpYmfTMCcNkliiOCFAjpL6jwAjirSkejcZ8C9ynLfHR-HkkOAk6fJWZZKdIJUuDOtaag0kQZBT/s1600-h/Destiny+Numbers.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 302px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430277734584273426" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcrmcjtL7CbtiayRU9dfLjGwdh7F6yqfXrY0rsHoO6_ny51fOgUwfH9fa28z9mrX9IxNnpYmfTMCcNkliiOCFAjpL6jwAjirSkejcZ8C9ynLfHR-HkkOAk6fJWZZKdIJUuDOtaag0kQZBT/s320/Destiny+Numbers.JPG" /></a><br />On each card is a Destiny Number and 6 attributes.</p><p align="center"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430283819922573186" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVvcfvoBqsBxaDOLoT612EiBg0Q4WnJ-GOvd-3HgZKIBrdyf6fPQ9Uz1fnM4bgUXIFAYCE-V44SvWb5YbnoRKqcBXdKRVluIb8x1npZMPnTLWEBDRx5xewLk0BpV7-Me_PHJfUbOHzF3xF/s320/Sample+Numbers.JPG" /></p><p align="center">Sample cards</p><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXQAZ1C7A5IeZMm2i01cB7HlFlGqMxjSAAD_BTzx11SioxkJ3BZaOn-5ssqo3D8KmQyBWn-3ODx0PDHxhNz51mDyn13TOM1zWdpPOB9Tbd611iu6MgD9aO_HPsy1j-TXhX4QV9_xdyLWgI/s1600-h/Outer+Numerology+Envelope.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 185px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430283817164085698" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXQAZ1C7A5IeZMm2i01cB7HlFlGqMxjSAAD_BTzx11SioxkJ3BZaOn-5ssqo3D8KmQyBWn-3ODx0PDHxhNz51mDyn13TOM1zWdpPOB9Tbd611iu6MgD9aO_HPsy1j-TXhX4QV9_xdyLWgI/s320/Outer+Numerology+Envelope.jpg" /></a></p><p align="center">Outer Envelope</p><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNQGjgprhvmFHkr2movkA_zWZOXLUGtZ6l-qn3qfk3UjA2XCoDW0uo3X_4WAd2x2BpkAYPjiceqgJm-p2Tsui4xb5iTpOIF4Y_9cZAFaay5KuRxH3hzTzYh54VCvqLkuxs3iRxrjgqzOvh/s1600-h/Destiny+Pack.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 255px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430283814484577330" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNQGjgprhvmFHkr2movkA_zWZOXLUGtZ6l-qn3qfk3UjA2XCoDW0uo3X_4WAd2x2BpkAYPjiceqgJm-p2Tsui4xb5iTpOIF4Y_9cZAFaay5KuRxH3hzTzYh54VCvqLkuxs3iRxrjgqzOvh/s320/Destiny+Pack.JPG" /></a></p><div align="center">This Destiny Set was a first for me and will serve as a template for future sets. A couple of changes I intend to make are to go a little lighter on the backgrounds and to use a transfer method for the written information. The latter will cut down on the amount of time needed to produce a complete package, yet each will remain unique because of different backgrounds. </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">(For more on this project, check out the post </div><div align="center">dated December 12, 2009)</div>Curiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01074217572875328688noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4686239092848853295.post-45574549505630812692010-01-19T03:52:00.000-08:002010-01-20T16:22:30.677-08:00ThreadsAs a multidiscipline visual artist, I find there is a certain cohesion lacking in my environment. I am literally all over the place. Still it remains clear to me that I cannot specialize in just one area of expression. Having accepted that, finding my unique voice seems all the more difficult.<br /><br />In an attempt to bring order (that ever elusive state) into my creative endeavours, I have been trying to compartmentalize my projects, while still looking for common threads between the different forms of expression. The ultimate end to this exercise would allow an observer to recognize the works in my studio as mine alone. At present, the collection of my works gives the impression that I have a multiple split personality.<br /><br />Some years ago I started writing journal which I titled <em>Know Thyself</em>. In it I wrote (and write) my personal beliefs about life in general, from the mundane to the exhilirating, from the surface to the deepest recess of my mind. It is far from complete. My best hope is that I will "know myself" in this lifetime.<br /><br />I am applying this same process to my art, that is, I am going to examine the pieces I have created and will create to see what the common threads are, from colours to subjects to the choice of medium...Surely my voice is in there somewhere.<br /><br />One place to start is with the subjects that seem to attract me most and today the focus is music and shadows, the colours are reds and blacks and the shapes are square.<br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuIuLP2NiBr66JsIzIkXNI5b7I7io1NzHhLbxudN8EjMeVUtnRRFXKxGy59cujugJW91IJ3tPVwm7ZF1aybyhupYhGXiR6G6cjerObzhIxzYLjG_Bkwyxn2AEHAtjG7yg5jCM7mW6cSCCL/s1600-h/IMG_5046.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428418857197874770" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuIuLP2NiBr66JsIzIkXNI5b7I7io1NzHhLbxudN8EjMeVUtnRRFXKxGy59cujugJW91IJ3tPVwm7ZF1aybyhupYhGXiR6G6cjerObzhIxzYLjG_Bkwyxn2AEHAtjG7yg5jCM7mW6cSCCL/s320/IMG_5046.JPG" /></a></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-size:85%;">Passion in Musical Shadows</span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">Each is 4"x4" acrylic on canvas</span></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizQR3ce5Qss05dKjteByRbUbTKCk8TjVbVGBKyoSG4sC5ntt0eNbYnYThLu_v1Imigx3ihC91MbA32YTHUTJhvHXsJ6L_0z8XYVxO7ukkaTDGRsZMCF1tvRnEQtl7xnA8CII24YT_oaExv/s1600-h/IMG_5044.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 318px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428418878208686482" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizQR3ce5Qss05dKjteByRbUbTKCk8TjVbVGBKyoSG4sC5ntt0eNbYnYThLu_v1Imigx3ihC91MbA32YTHUTJhvHXsJ6L_0z8XYVxO7ukkaTDGRsZMCF1tvRnEQtl7xnA8CII24YT_oaExv/s320/IMG_5044.JPG" /></a></div><div align="center">I've had strange experiences with most aspects of life, music being one of those aspects.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZrCRCcJdQdcWzbPQ8cvndGl19sRc5XhKiEoGI0hRfX0oJdemZT6pdP5BhnmbhdkassFvMvc0OzXvMMH9VSzQ35kO-usNaGwFSi9su-1pWBwu4EeFs7xcyEc7zCp8bywxdfUZzxyU-tFZP/s1600-h/IMG_5037.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 316px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428418867945629730" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZrCRCcJdQdcWzbPQ8cvndGl19sRc5XhKiEoGI0hRfX0oJdemZT6pdP5BhnmbhdkassFvMvc0OzXvMMH9VSzQ35kO-usNaGwFSi9su-1pWBwu4EeFs7xcyEc7zCp8bywxdfUZzxyU-tFZP/s320/IMG_5037.JPG" /></a></div><div align="center">I remember a Christmas long ago when a piano was delivered to my childhood home.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzWCSiuVBz2S-ZUi40bIfMgxDLyjdSQfa0wXy24kMDbQyWTIacBnckxnr3nzPStWc3oSsdl60KgGkzDO14UzBAGKUKicGpsDBBY-glBLr4e_g77F2wxpZqx9gPqU3TPIoEpx3xPFSsqvyS/s1600-h/IMG_5040.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 318px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428418865426341410" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzWCSiuVBz2S-ZUi40bIfMgxDLyjdSQfa0wXy24kMDbQyWTIacBnckxnr3nzPStWc3oSsdl60KgGkzDO14UzBAGKUKicGpsDBBY-glBLr4e_g77F2wxpZqx9gPqU3TPIoEpx3xPFSsqvyS/s320/IMG_5040.JPG" /></a></div><div align="center">I will never know why, and I will never forget, only the children in the house were to play it even though none of us would ever play well.</div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXCl4gRmKN5ynqFlWfR_iXrsOvt0jGR_y_1JHIO4fHh9LEXsfkkOLiWauyRTI_XrlOfhwegSSH1B1A3cUUJi2fI4zUAaDEPfa3HDKYL1t6Cl3o-E8mjeBg0pTJOC7nLEMKpw7WAdRIi3rj/s1600-h/IMG_5041.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 318px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428418863225928946" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXCl4gRmKN5ynqFlWfR_iXrsOvt0jGR_y_1JHIO4fHh9LEXsfkkOLiWauyRTI_XrlOfhwegSSH1B1A3cUUJi2fI4zUAaDEPfa3HDKYL1t6Cl3o-E8mjeBg0pTJOC7nLEMKpw7WAdRIi3rj/s320/IMG_5041.JPG" /></a></div><div align="center">That piano now takes up a corner of my livingroom like a sliver of my memories.</div><div align="center"></div>Curiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01074217572875328688noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4686239092848853295.post-25473152795149297492010-01-12T08:03:00.000-08:002010-01-12T11:20:46.009-08:00Out with the old...Let me begin by saying that it is really difficult to post when you haven't done it for awhile. I just felt like I needed to clear out a few things and create a more orderly work place. And that's what I have been doing...Out with the clutter; Out with the old! And hopefully the "<em>In with the new</em>" will soon follow.<br /><br />Before I discard or store away the old, I want to keep a record of certain aspects of my work. In keeping with this concept, every now and again I shall post some of my old work prior to removing it from my studio.<br /><br /><br />In 2007, I had a solo exposition at the Capitol Theatre in Moncton, New Brunswick. It was called <em><strong>Cognition</strong> </em>and dealt with the subjects of awareness and duality. Two of the pieces in that show are shown here. They have been hanging at <em><strong>Curio Studio</strong></em> since that time.<br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioM5PIVAK06kuqvyTHxv6bN2eS0qPmW0UY_XqS5PnOsj83-EIV8IsI7dQtq56wUfVRIpxBP85IDdQpa9ZXiKxB5v50t1RuBjLZi7PLYiqlSkS56M3nXpHHjUZZokON5Q85nJPWRQ4XHYnH/s1600-h/New+Forest+Old+Forest.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 287px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425914385643769378" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioM5PIVAK06kuqvyTHxv6bN2eS0qPmW0UY_XqS5PnOsj83-EIV8IsI7dQtq56wUfVRIpxBP85IDdQpa9ZXiKxB5v50t1RuBjLZi7PLYiqlSkS56M3nXpHHjUZZokON5Q85nJPWRQ4XHYnH/s320/New+Forest+Old+Forest.jpg" /></a> </div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:78%;">New Forest & Old Forest</span></em></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;">2 separate acrylic paintings on stretched canvas </span><span style="font-size:78%;">24" x 52" (each piece) </span></div><p align="center">In Old Forest our eyes cannot see the forest for the trees, while in New Forest our eyes cannot see the trees for the lumber. As a reflection of my own hypocrisy in condeming the pulp industry both are framed in wood, a stark reminder that when you point a finger at something, three fingers point back at you.</p><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjle8_xAtOCTa1mkr8Ngf0L14puUtGuE5Udis6725P-tutBQu3JdLnMQ1gdfe4vCzbwLwA54uNZWRbObAqxdEsoBSGwVYX77ggAzttOBm9O1p-v5lKzlYIc7bWzCF9NgYk4IwGVaAwiuPPz/s1600-h/Seven+Deadly+Sins.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 170px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425887083340009730" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjle8_xAtOCTa1mkr8Ngf0L14puUtGuE5Udis6725P-tutBQu3JdLnMQ1gdfe4vCzbwLwA54uNZWRbObAqxdEsoBSGwVYX77ggAzttOBm9O1p-v5lKzlYIc7bWzCF9NgYk4IwGVaAwiuPPz/s320/Seven+Deadly+Sins.jpg" /></a> </p><p align="center"><em><span style="font-size:78%;">Seven Deadly Sins</span></em></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;">Overpass scene painted on seven canvases each measuring 12" x 48".</span></p><p align="center">Written in Latin, one can read the 7 deadly sins as designated by christian religion:</p><p align="center">INVIDA - AVARITIA -LUXURIA - IRA - ACEDIA - SUPERBIA - GULA</p><p align="center">(ENVY -AVARICE -LUST - WRATH - SLOTH - PRIDE - GLUTTONY)<br /></p><p align="center">The use of the overpass seemed the perfect segway to each panel and demonstrated how we go about our daily routines without really noticing what is happening around us.</p><p align="center">This piece also had a counter piece which dealt with virtue. In researching the virtues as they corresponded to the vices I found none truly spoke to me. That being said, one thing did seem to be an antidote for all the vices one could think of and that is <strong>RESPECT</strong>. </p><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqojs05r87r5KMvYouFlMRvkHi60PGXgm8vCmI1HWN-gJQ8uc2qg8SrNfII_m-e7yQYdTg7xRYtvdRjFXInLwqnKyQv88AGa7AFkJVUvIj2fI0dX-s3l5Hk3RSBhbdVSaqMF_DZ0R7Y5M-/s1600-h/RESPECT.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 114px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425932476690607010" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqojs05r87r5KMvYouFlMRvkHi60PGXgm8vCmI1HWN-gJQ8uc2qg8SrNfII_m-e7yQYdTg7xRYtvdRjFXInLwqnKyQv88AGa7AFkJVUvIj2fI0dX-s3l5Hk3RSBhbdVSaqMF_DZ0R7Y5M-/s320/RESPECT.jpg" /></a></p><div align="center">Also consisting of 7 panels (12" x 24"), each panel held one letter painted in a graffiti style, a commentary that it is often graffiti that is used to point out the "disrespectful" behaviour of others. I am happy to say that RESPECT is hanging on a wall in an elementary school in the southern part of New Brunswick.</div><br /><div align="left">Of course, there were many more pieces, some which I've already posted here and others that I would just rather forget. My thinking has changed a lot since 2007 and I would not approach the topics in the same way. I now believe that focusing on the negative only gives it more strength. I sure hope that is not what I've done!</div><br /><div align="left">The most important thing is that a new day has dawned and I am hoping that a daily routine of coming to the studio will help me achieve my goal of giving voice to my creative self.</div><br /><div align="left">So far so good!</div>Curiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01074217572875328688noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4686239092848853295.post-83384079319334442882009-12-12T03:15:00.000-08:002009-12-12T17:24:16.835-08:00The Divining World<em>I've always been very interested in such things as astrology, tarot, fortune telling and all forms of divination. Although I'm not a firm believer in predicting the future, I have always had a certain respect for the tools one might use to predict the events of their lives or to query the spirits about some problem they are facing. As such, I have a pretty good selection of books and paraphanelia relating to the subject of divination. I have used them in the past as I sought answers to some issue or situation I was seeking clarification for and very often answers came to me. </em><br /><em></em><br /><em>I use these methods still today and the reason is quite simple.</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>I believe all answers are available to us and, when the time is right, the answers are there to grasp if we open our minds. Whether through dreams or divination, through the reading of signs or even through some game or system we develop ourselves (ie. 'If I get three green lights in a row, then the answer is GO'), we are often looking for help in deciding which road to take or which career to follow and even with the more mundane daily questions we come up with. </em><br /><em></em><br /><em>There is a wide array of tools one can use in a quest for answers but I have been developing my own. Of course, I do not presume to have the knowledge to create some new form of divining only instruments that I find aesthetically appealing.</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>That being said...My latest project will be a series of cards in the spirit of my Alpha Omega project, only much, much smaller. Presently I am working on a numerology set (pictured here) which measures just 1.5 inches by 3 inches.</em><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSZ_JmegIvNPcjpsCZqogQeUzRUXITYRSI0alNGBEkkTgrdu7gqpbj1jG_Piyyo0kWPf55kg2UZTe3LyKewGVNi4cXG2XmhQ1ccYBZ5GIKFLmNufmx6Bov8Arx9o4eEbN8YnS8ki02_JSP/s1600-h/The+Numbers+Game.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 273px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414307273331748482" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSZ_JmegIvNPcjpsCZqogQeUzRUXITYRSI0alNGBEkkTgrdu7gqpbj1jG_Piyyo0kWPf55kg2UZTe3LyKewGVNi4cXG2XmhQ1ccYBZ5GIKFLmNufmx6Bov8Arx9o4eEbN8YnS8ki02_JSP/s320/The+Numbers+Game.jpg" /></a></p><em>I don't know if I will manage to complete it during this very busy family time of the year, but I do know it is just the first in a series because I consulted the spirits and they said so!</em>Curiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01074217572875328688noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4686239092848853295.post-18068648285259196242009-12-01T13:00:00.000-08:002009-12-01T15:56:18.436-08:00Goodbye, my Perfect Muse!<p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVg1soCmJd0L7RvGOgckGty1yeAjMC6W5PzH0VhgaQAXbKad9ujMgenT1jS-rJomfC9eTn02EZ9R-QSurgw0UbvIdBSJhEPIPyZrxyiTddr8W87saX1wQ5tp0Cgh-B_033X1wqMoMvV8bU/s1600/Perfect+Tabu.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410417725796888082" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVg1soCmJd0L7RvGOgckGty1yeAjMC6W5PzH0VhgaQAXbKad9ujMgenT1jS-rJomfC9eTn02EZ9R-QSurgw0UbvIdBSJhEPIPyZrxyiTddr8W87saX1wQ5tp0Cgh-B_033X1wqMoMvV8bU/s320/Perfect+Tabu.jpg" /></a><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span></p><p align="center"><span style="color:#3366ff;">December 1 2009 -Today, my muse, Tabu, joined the spirit world. He was 15 years old, 12 of which he spent with our family. The first three years of his life were not the best based on the condition he was in when we picked him up in a house where he had been abandoned. We did not want a cat at that time. We had recently said goodbye to Minou, our 16 year old tabby. But my resolve dissipated during the four hour drive to our house with Tabu sitting on my lap as I drove . I had always wanted a cat that would sit on my lap...and that is where you could find Tabu every evening for the past 12 years.<br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikruIeyMA2OPSvzvIfzy5CYKZvutUCO4H55awPgg-M0rY3Lc6XVw6RRhw-ThFD-40vzYQePouxWS0N3qoKsQ16-0rgD39e8ItYN4UeWWXi4tyOCi11UGSShpGKCyJsuHDXFk7Sif6tOA2s/s1600/IMG_4374.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410417719995983890" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikruIeyMA2OPSvzvIfzy5CYKZvutUCO4H55awPgg-M0rY3Lc6XVw6RRhw-ThFD-40vzYQePouxWS0N3qoKsQ16-0rgD39e8ItYN4UeWWXi4tyOCi11UGSShpGKCyJsuHDXFk7Sif6tOA2s/s320/IMG_4374.JPG" /></a></p><div align="center"><span style="color:#3366ff;">We learned a lot from this little cat...The most important thing is that quiet time is good. When my husband and I would get too loud, which I dare say we often do, he would let us know in no uncertain way that this was not acceptable. And while we 'd be running around doing this and doing that, Tabu would be seeking out the sunniest spot in the house and there he would bask in the warm rays. He gave us so much but he also required a lot of love and attention, both of which we happily gave him. Now I can't imagine no longer seeing his pretty little face. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#3366ff;">He will be missed!</span></div><div align="center"><br /><span style="color:#3366ff;">Goodbye, my good little boy!</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#3366ff;">Goodbye, my perfect Muse!</span><br /></div><div align="center">(Below is a repost of February 4th 2009)</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Tabu-My Muse</div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWLqUHV_mFf3ffFacx2Tj7vcJVmGEojgRpm-CYrm0Jgp8DDRm0cyW5k4pW4kS0rgJng923EL73lIEElvDTdyKkQ2SWFtHK2KW4vorPK_nO5EIBCT1KpqP4qnQjJFiNkJol_9-k3EqwUDBP/s1600-h/Tabu+01.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298950799064260994" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWLqUHV_mFf3ffFacx2Tj7vcJVmGEojgRpm-CYrm0Jgp8DDRm0cyW5k4pW4kS0rgJng923EL73lIEElvDTdyKkQ2SWFtHK2KW4vorPK_nO5EIBCT1KpqP4qnQjJFiNkJol_9-k3EqwUDBP/s320/Tabu+01.jpg" /></a> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Tabu</span> - aka My Muse</span><br /></div>As a <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">multidisciplinary</span> visual artist, I tend to be all over the map when it comes to creative projects. I realize this makes it difficult to perfect any one process and yet I can't seem to help myself. More over, I strongly feel that artistic creativity does not limit itself to art. Everyday I consciously choose to live my own creation. I do this in keeping with the philosophy that each one of us is an artist and each one of us is a work of art in progress.<br /><br />That being said, whether I'm painting a canvas in my studio or a wall in my house, whether I'm mixing paint or making a recipe, whether I'm photographing my muse, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">Tabu</span>, or petting him, I am creating. I can never separate the person from the artist. Maybe that's not a bad thing, but I must confess, sometimes my mind is screaming for focus. It just feels like so many ideas, so many projects and so little time!<br /><br />I look at my cat sometimes and see he has but one focus, his own comfort. Sometimes, I look at him as he sleeps and I envy him. Other times I think "Wake up, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">Tabu</span>...You're sleeping your life away! You're missing all the good stuff." As for <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">Tabu</span>, he's not thinking at all. He just IS!<br /><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi81opUzmeSmQE0BwwgXOzoxuysvwnbo-cC7IaOU2wiZ3ZCEaqkLI7uXZhqv0rZhRgY0MaB-O1iFTA8JxUMRvj8821FatWNPzSyPZtN804kdzBHkgIIPmVzy3KjPgxTa1wYZGGGgtqHG0jM/s1600-h/Images+Block+Puzzle.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 202px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298943658117758658" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi81opUzmeSmQE0BwwgXOzoxuysvwnbo-cC7IaOU2wiZ3ZCEaqkLI7uXZhqv0rZhRgY0MaB-O1iFTA8JxUMRvj8821FatWNPzSyPZtN804kdzBHkgIIPmVzy3KjPgxTa1wYZGGGgtqHG0jM/s320/Images+Block+Puzzle.JPG" /></a></p><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8Ii-sBXyWZ_lLcx2DRr4J22rhDErsMX4c8Sxs0qj3gJi_ynIO6cK-kAnP17l4oFlvIRzTt8zWZCot6wCcIPvE4Lo7CX0O-F2we3VbObo0hATQEs3Xy0HTiKUrVM3nVgBkPAR73CeepRHL/s1600-h/Block+Puzzle-Siamese.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 201px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298943795696478834" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8Ii-sBXyWZ_lLcx2DRr4J22rhDErsMX4c8Sxs0qj3gJi_ynIO6cK-kAnP17l4oFlvIRzTt8zWZCot6wCcIPvE4Lo7CX0O-F2we3VbObo0hATQEs3Xy0HTiKUrVM3nVgBkPAR73CeepRHL/s320/Block+Puzzle-Siamese.jpg" /></a></p><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;">One of my <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error">Tabu</span> projects-an old fashioned block puzzle.</span> </div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbCBugCbnxniwqnyfg0JJ2rqLzZcBUUNDJ7jW_Mg7oCnXciRBUjDJlRt05pg9p57B1s6eTtVazcaB9eEdCKLUyMvoKT3Slr8B8Y9DB98I1a_3vwWqo2P7iMoO4KI6jX88PeIcTmkCZ5Nmw/s1600-h/Chat+Dormant-Blog+pic.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 246px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298956323021675218" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbCBugCbnxniwqnyfg0JJ2rqLzZcBUUNDJ7jW_Mg7oCnXciRBUjDJlRt05pg9p57B1s6eTtVazcaB9eEdCKLUyMvoKT3Slr8B8Y9DB98I1a_3vwWqo2P7iMoO4KI6jX88PeIcTmkCZ5Nmw/s320/Chat+Dormant-Blog+pic.jpg" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error">Tabu</span> pictured on a wine label for a wine we make.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;">Translated it reads Sleeping Cat.</span> </div><br />Even a muse must earn his keep!<br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#3366ff;">Sleep well, Beautiful Tabu!</span></div>Curiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01074217572875328688noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4686239092848853295.post-61890940761323281452009-11-12T04:06:00.000-08:002009-11-12T05:13:29.962-08:00Alpha Omega - Part II<div align="center"><em>"From around the age of six, I had the habit of sketching from life. I became an artist, and from fifty on began producing works that won some reputation, but nothing I did before the age of seventy was worthy of attention. At seventy-three, I began to grasp the structures of birds and beasts, insects and fish, and of the way plants grow. If I go on trying, I will surely understand them still better by the time I am eighty-six, so that by ninety I will have penetrated to their essential nature. At one hundred, I may well have a positively divine understanding of them, while at one hundred and thirty, forty, or more I will have reached the stage where every dot and every stroke I paint will be alive. May Heaven, that grants long life, give me the chance to prove that this is no lie."</em></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:78%;">Katsushika Hokusai, painter and print maker from the 1760-1849.</span> </div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9kUjAEiZGYfHolxccOQIv-9Cb3qfdXrhogUwQswyZp697ZNPOkQADOyQLYFycO40_fLx4ITvN97cKg8GmDGuQpMuljkYpkS1QUFk_lUspCLFJzUPunCvP0msfLIrMQg-uFdliYUvlocZd/s1600-h/Alpha+Omega+-+Exterior+2.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 154px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403188306643141890" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9kUjAEiZGYfHolxccOQIv-9Cb3qfdXrhogUwQswyZp697ZNPOkQADOyQLYFycO40_fLx4ITvN97cKg8GmDGuQpMuljkYpkS1QUFk_lUspCLFJzUPunCvP0msfLIrMQg-uFdliYUvlocZd/s320/Alpha+Omega+-+Exterior+2.jpg" /></a></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">Outer side of the canvas envelope </span><span style="font-size:78%;">(roughly 40 in x 16 in)</span><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUm8hY5xtHQpNXrTtyrh9aqglRQgWHxlnW4TB8NZ3ajCqCC0Pst6mG5mQ95vW2XZSfue5uAV0-1jjS4diHtKaLkY74UH4F2CNsFeLo0jBllyCw894SF9VnjuhxxfWE_qhqYT-gvaQMaFby/s1600-h/Alpha+Omega+-Pocket+Detail.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 227px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403188301625604466" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUm8hY5xtHQpNXrTtyrh9aqglRQgWHxlnW4TB8NZ3ajCqCC0Pst6mG5mQ95vW2XZSfue5uAV0-1jjS4diHtKaLkY74UH4F2CNsFeLo0jBllyCw894SF9VnjuhxxfWE_qhqYT-gvaQMaFby/s320/Alpha+Omega+-Pocket+Detail.jpg" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Inside Pocket</span><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL-6rJkmxQd3FwnxG8oDwGsEGBskTJG2EGQoyrDiPYK3frm75lrFYhboTO22Y265fjbZDHZ2ADA1LazVTuvgPNOt8G3eBU5JhjdUFud6sRyqClJKKxKL5gfJOk0dpbRoFBjZio7MW4M13q/s1600-h/Alpha+Omega+-Pocket+Detail+3.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 317px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403188299325756706" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL-6rJkmxQd3FwnxG8oDwGsEGBskTJG2EGQoyrDiPYK3frm75lrFYhboTO22Y265fjbZDHZ2ADA1LazVTuvgPNOt8G3eBU5JhjdUFud6sRyqClJKKxKL5gfJOk0dpbRoFBjZio7MW4M13q/s320/Alpha+Omega+-Pocket+Detail+3.jpg" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Inside pocket with Alpha Omega cards inserted<br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEqj2WS83CH3T7LQI9m8FyBd45ofFg3uEmyUfAkxNNGQv0LDJAErHEIzsTfEPXSn4sLczgqug1zu5FKnj-I-TI7s6lsefrRRBLmisYNqBOoA_d7hmPUH3QYI6ccsDjtaiPvK86KWhQQ3ny/s1600-h/Alpha+Omega+spread.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 152px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403188301028434162" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEqj2WS83CH3T7LQI9m8FyBd45ofFg3uEmyUfAkxNNGQv0LDJAErHEIzsTfEPXSn4sLczgqug1zu5FKnj-I-TI7s6lsefrRRBLmisYNqBOoA_d7hmPUH3QYI6ccsDjtaiPvK86KWhQQ3ny/s320/Alpha+Omega+spread.jpg" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Spread of Alpha Omega<br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgo8hQzW2ZrceozgOmMiXbefZA7FgmnZqVARAG6Y262YyWl_OatThsCxEIVg41EKhIlW3iSovKhM93Q9Nvts6y0FbXp-jmKehdTWXYGPFx8TTwHAHBCCqrIyDQs4XY9DRKQWwpMgQzrm3vC/s1600-h/ALpha+Omega+-+The+Package.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 204px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403188293600329122" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgo8hQzW2ZrceozgOmMiXbefZA7FgmnZqVARAG6Y262YyWl_OatThsCxEIVg41EKhIlW3iSovKhM93Q9Nvts6y0FbXp-jmKehdTWXYGPFx8TTwHAHBCCqrIyDQs4XY9DRKQWwpMgQzrm3vC/s320/ALpha+Omega+-+The+Package.jpg" /></a><br />Life is what happens between the Alpha and the Omega.</div>Curiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01074217572875328688noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4686239092848853295.post-56703712045211172512009-11-10T05:45:00.000-08:002009-11-10T06:55:36.586-08:00Robin's Return<div align="center"> A beautiful robin perched on a mountain ash just outside my kitchen window was busily gorging himself on the ripe berries. The mountain ash are barren now as winter is fast approaching. Flocks of robins, the likes of which we've never seen, are fueling up for their journey to warmer climates. I snapped this picture through the window and thought nothing more of it as I headed to my studio. </div><div align="center"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402476108106325746" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJD8A2SwV_LwzkgsU526R2JWc2zscy1fFaTfuaxaZO9H59mTGzuRJGl8X7v5Q12UL0x-BZCfhq2D3VR7UmcigvshQj-146P4ZZhJH1ru0nbqwICieToKhZyo0-ZRhSq1vyBqRz4RFya47o/s320/Robin's+Return+-+Inspiration.jpg" /><br />Once there, I looked at a print that was waiting for me. It was a large print with a barren landscape and barren trees. It reminded me of the mountain ash which held the perfect robin. Sweet Inspiration!</div><div align="center">But wait, it doesn't end there! As I painted in my little robin, a memory was triggered. Robin's Return, the only song my mother ever asked my father to play on our piano. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQxTZlh1ZXGFfbRsTH3A8_TKqr5iq9pYpzDmYx9NYHKW2VhN6Y6pYay4MZ505f7Z_PUyr9ahRQB46djXBDdv2K5Kq2AODqoGlEzEv7ky7BiLOQKM_a4P36wTjMLGmwKkBVxXYegRh95OQ-/s1600-h/Robin's+Return+-+Cover.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402476103999553170" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQxTZlh1ZXGFfbRsTH3A8_TKqr5iq9pYpzDmYx9NYHKW2VhN6Y6pYay4MZ505f7Z_PUyr9ahRQB46djXBDdv2K5Kq2AODqoGlEzEv7ky7BiLOQKM_a4P36wTjMLGmwKkBVxXYegRh95OQ-/s320/Robin's+Return+-+Cover.jpg" /></a></div><br /><br /><p align="center">When I look at the sheet music, I just can't imagine how he managed to play this for he did not possess the long, elegant fingers of a pianist. His hands were small, his fingers short and stubby...I would watch in amazement as he played effortlessly and my mother smiled. This was in the early 1960s. I inherited the piano and all the sheet music, but sadly none of their musical abilities.</p><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgnGGbcg8QNTOEtbZbJqny5QmRV7vcwoq5FYku3Y2GTSM8_6rCZ_aV67Dgwt82E62q-a7IiMMTWHPAmZ9CMiRZ6L8-AUGgcj4sZcXCLmN8lcPT9W5nJe4f1rSzKDitRPk3zshFMzPM8Vmd/s1600-h/Robin's+Return+Sheet+Music.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 137px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402476103362946642" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgnGGbcg8QNTOEtbZbJqny5QmRV7vcwoq5FYku3Y2GTSM8_6rCZ_aV67Dgwt82E62q-a7IiMMTWHPAmZ9CMiRZ6L8-AUGgcj4sZcXCLmN8lcPT9W5nJe4f1rSzKDitRPk3zshFMzPM8Vmd/s320/Robin's+Return+Sheet+Music.jpg" /></a> </div><div align="center">It only stands to reason that the three page music piece inspired me to create Robin's Return - a Tryptich.</div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiW1xKIxODycgQsFYcHrIu-TArHaD5pUJYiyvXVLVbcu_ImXDn3BarpAzM5ueu0sKWOHGYFOaKnYBCs9Au9fw9JpM3E5Vy4UetmGp4jRW8JXI3N5WK1P5eRhS8kz5cQGQHadW39dUIqQglY/s1600-h/Robins'+Return+-+Trilogy.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 251px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402471662401987170" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiW1xKIxODycgQsFYcHrIu-TArHaD5pUJYiyvXVLVbcu_ImXDn3BarpAzM5ueu0sKWOHGYFOaKnYBCs9Au9fw9JpM3E5Vy4UetmGp4jRW8JXI3N5WK1P5eRhS8kz5cQGQHadW39dUIqQglY/s320/Robins'+Return+-+Trilogy.jpg" /></a> </div><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjs87qOxEQjMiqg4zrXQSvk2k0_0gXAbIZXNHNGzojik5ZRQCAKZYDuSqES8FAwVtXx9leu3S4MB3nYzarwd9ZoUPfgKaGx-C7tUsZlr4eJZElsPiY2rFDh9SEwh8S3qhpkOTMdF-DmCUxK/s1600-h/Robin's+Return+-+I.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 146px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402487196129566674" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjs87qOxEQjMiqg4zrXQSvk2k0_0gXAbIZXNHNGzojik5ZRQCAKZYDuSqES8FAwVtXx9leu3S4MB3nYzarwd9ZoUPfgKaGx-C7tUsZlr4eJZElsPiY2rFDh9SEwh8S3qhpkOTMdF-DmCUxK/s320/Robin's+Return+-+I.jpg" /></a></p><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLFOcSGzg6RbMLLCrgG9SSfgQ9GR3-n0cbKz7GNawZhZt5mvhgtxwY7OouF943RjKuuzqGnJhv_tfdd6jgw3yiOIZ6d_j4wyTFcvjO_hdrXttTNi_iXaWjkPeWfZia-O4suw1rDbliFFNo/s1600-h/Robin's+Return+-+II.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 142px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402471656970305138" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLFOcSGzg6RbMLLCrgG9SSfgQ9GR3-n0cbKz7GNawZhZt5mvhgtxwY7OouF943RjKuuzqGnJhv_tfdd6jgw3yiOIZ6d_j4wyTFcvjO_hdrXttTNi_iXaWjkPeWfZia-O4suw1rDbliFFNo/s320/Robin's+Return+-+II.jpg" /></a></p><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgf63rEOA23D-T4u2WWRlTGMuPFkPSniT_C90SzS37p6g5tIdL0mtowZ21JoBKz7NAeM23LE_TZbrMO6M0JlWmjgBcO3d8qXotqGVmc8C0IYkiCxZ8MeK7lJRxXCNmZwSN6y9TbkFW34MN/s1600-h/Robin's+Return+-+III.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 99px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402471652048868210" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgf63rEOA23D-T4u2WWRlTGMuPFkPSniT_C90SzS37p6g5tIdL0mtowZ21JoBKz7NAeM23LE_TZbrMO6M0JlWmjgBcO3d8qXotqGVmc8C0IYkiCxZ8MeK7lJRxXCNmZwSN6y9TbkFW34MN/s320/Robin's+Return+-+III.jpg" /></a> </p><div align="center">Although we are presently enjoying a little warm weather, I know it won't be long 'til the robins take flight and leave me waiting for their springtime return.</div>Curiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01074217572875328688noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4686239092848853295.post-79679067895853986012009-11-01T04:22:00.000-08:002009-11-01T05:06:50.719-08:00Alpha OmegaI thought it would take me a lot longer than it did to get through the second phase of my project especially as I had no preconceived notion to begin with, only a monotype which I had stored away for the last five years. I always felt it was incomplete, however my professor at the time was very much the purist...you never enhance a print! In fact, because of his words I was extremely hesitant to touch , let alone recycle, my old print. Now that I've done it, consider me hooked.<br /><br />As a total control freak, just letting things happen is not so easy but I think I'm getting the hang of it. My project, which eventually evolved into <em><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>Alpha Omega</strong></span></em>, began with thoughts of the how small a connected world is. I thought of the continents, the people, the common threads and the different languages. And that is where the project took on a life of it's own. Using signs and symbols, each of the eight pages looks to promote a sense of well being.<br /><br />The writings and symbols include Greek, Hebrew, Sikh, Hindu, Chinese, Alchemy, and Runes. The mediums I used include pen and ink, conte crayons and acrylic paint.<br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhovXzH3ZZkJeyH7QdoGLH5H4JWiXl5jqU_Xg91QLwUnHOXGeIeHrZdrr7AFgztdWr3acy4ePSQumKsyi11wmavXDQH2vjDp0SLrUCq5bOnqnbxefOSlgsMbGtrFT9shC7RpzlJtu0c6EPz/s1600-h/Page+I.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 242px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399110782305372386" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhovXzH3ZZkJeyH7QdoGLH5H4JWiXl5jqU_Xg91QLwUnHOXGeIeHrZdrr7AFgztdWr3acy4ePSQumKsyi11wmavXDQH2vjDp0SLrUCq5bOnqnbxefOSlgsMbGtrFT9shC7RpzlJtu0c6EPz/s320/Page+I.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJdoavEC5jCaqy3TOkwrGF_r6w3nAcyoBFC_0HHt5SpjdVCl_lz280avXYXLhyCvAwoyP78Hr3SNBZGRLwJ7zeYUIUJ5Ce4yfb5EjRnnCNUFAaSJS6mYu6siq2nxHj_naJBedXpVLJVNwv/s1600-h/Page+II.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 243px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399110782279570914" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJdoavEC5jCaqy3TOkwrGF_r6w3nAcyoBFC_0HHt5SpjdVCl_lz280avXYXLhyCvAwoyP78Hr3SNBZGRLwJ7zeYUIUJ5Ce4yfb5EjRnnCNUFAaSJS6mYu6siq2nxHj_naJBedXpVLJVNwv/s320/Page+II.jpg" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijNa-aFyySE1OV0Mj08fvOiVQ5w7J4vsq0lAMCNL2k0d7SXFtWcGbAs9-g322JyX-LKgA02l0BjXyONNi0KM-K9gfMB4FO70LJdmw8mD11CDjUA3uqKoBUduEGV5Jb0sH_0Ap_aSCVwwTr/s1600-h/Page+III.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 245px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399110776004529330" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijNa-aFyySE1OV0Mj08fvOiVQ5w7J4vsq0lAMCNL2k0d7SXFtWcGbAs9-g322JyX-LKgA02l0BjXyONNi0KM-K9gfMB4FO70LJdmw8mD11CDjUA3uqKoBUduEGV5Jb0sH_0Ap_aSCVwwTr/s320/Page+III.jpg" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqFWz8MMJnaFhyzepyINrIctWr7BkGlTVDnQwoR0EXkB3jdrseGD2Kf945_zexVv16NtqGDJqEl5xmQHjSo9K1GkMVEWNg1Mm-L3jdOqnv8mAirV-k-lqVUZJVHhIEtSTky2oeQObsAZYa/s1600-h/PageIV.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 241px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399110265100149346" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqFWz8MMJnaFhyzepyINrIctWr7BkGlTVDnQwoR0EXkB3jdrseGD2Kf945_zexVv16NtqGDJqEl5xmQHjSo9K1GkMVEWNg1Mm-L3jdOqnv8mAirV-k-lqVUZJVHhIEtSTky2oeQObsAZYa/s320/PageIV.jpg" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTWna6GyorjqbnPLrfnJNd6oARdd9irvsmKkPnzW0n9vlPJ0f3ouBM5pBNDRudDwi_AOOSAKXBJjVl2tJjCu3SfN68W-BSG90wed7ti-T5gXtf6S28uGoAzSt9WUC2o2RSWYZnkVh_EMPu/s1600-h/Page+V.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 243px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399110264178716322" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTWna6GyorjqbnPLrfnJNd6oARdd9irvsmKkPnzW0n9vlPJ0f3ouBM5pBNDRudDwi_AOOSAKXBJjVl2tJjCu3SfN68W-BSG90wed7ti-T5gXtf6S28uGoAzSt9WUC2o2RSWYZnkVh_EMPu/s320/Page+V.jpg" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcmsjEaDCmjr-95OQIQJ2XZCyT2asNg783tkhX7wHhB_HQyXWH16bze2SbqT45GqTKwj8vxZpSFLcXk0qMB-6wkmcf8YchBGQuuV-yi98NqoFtjheeSlXldF2jpQWaDMcflh54Zt1ahfeh/s1600-h/Page+VI.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 242px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399110257443453218" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcmsjEaDCmjr-95OQIQJ2XZCyT2asNg783tkhX7wHhB_HQyXWH16bze2SbqT45GqTKwj8vxZpSFLcXk0qMB-6wkmcf8YchBGQuuV-yi98NqoFtjheeSlXldF2jpQWaDMcflh54Zt1ahfeh/s320/Page+VI.jpg" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCTC4jT3eWlxrSmMPlIMy8-vKVMOqEKdwiZGtQML1OhggJcK9briYdmAWYMjqs8aE8fuClxVO0joeXPwhcbMjwtYzrvs4rQE-4UAWGBE0NPmyMA7R-kQFoHzBMQnrTxBWyxja9UQaHfYP0/s1600-h/Page+VII.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 245px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399110258213670338" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCTC4jT3eWlxrSmMPlIMy8-vKVMOqEKdwiZGtQML1OhggJcK9briYdmAWYMjqs8aE8fuClxVO0joeXPwhcbMjwtYzrvs4rQE-4UAWGBE0NPmyMA7R-kQFoHzBMQnrTxBWyxja9UQaHfYP0/s320/Page+VII.jpg" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihO_d-jox4ZGhLEVCWaVeEYxAGW1c1g4DYmU3xOEWe9uTSW7noGpMknb0dTqsNioBums9X-GD6hgBYznvIRzZko6dv1e0b2tKaXj1nua11iEd7aR0_CHjf-HeL_az00zptOjp8ki-ft1VW/s1600-h/Page+VIII.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 250px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399110251806209906" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihO_d-jox4ZGhLEVCWaVeEYxAGW1c1g4DYmU3xOEWe9uTSW7noGpMknb0dTqsNioBums9X-GD6hgBYznvIRzZko6dv1e0b2tKaXj1nua11iEd7aR0_CHjf-HeL_az00zptOjp8ki-ft1VW/s320/Page+VIII.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div align="left">The next phase is an envelope for which I have already tea-stained a piece of canvas. Not quite sure of how it will end up...Stay tuned! </div>Curiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01074217572875328688noreply@blogger.com4