The Quandry

"I am in a quandry," said Crow to Coyote (if my spirit guide isn't a crow, I'm sure it would be coyote! Another favorite of mine.)
"What do I tell of this life explosion? How much do I reveal? This is about the journey of art. It is not about betrayal and despair. But all of life's experiences make up what each being is and how he sees the world. What do I tell of this time? I need council, oh sly one."
Said Coyote, "I will think on it..."

Lion WIP- the painting begun...

I began this piece by using a new technic I have just begun to explore- a form of grisaille. Grisaille is a monochrome painting using shades of gray only (sometimes brown). I, being self-taught, and not knowing I was using a technic used by the old masters, began with a blue-gray tone, which I happen to like.


I then began to add a bit of color...

and more color...


I am enjoying working in this way and plan to continue to explore with this technic.

Once Upon a Time...Lost

Then life exploded...

and art was lost...

the woman's spirit began to disappear...

Once Upon a Time...puzzle pieces

Do you realize life is like a jigssaw puzzle. We've lost the boxlid, so we just have to blindly fit the pieces, and as we go along if we look we can begin to see the larger picture. The old saying "with age comes wisdom" is so true.
Looking back over the years of the girl's life, one could see the need to be creative all along. Creativity and artistry come in many forms. The girl began knitting, doing crewel work, painting on barn boards, carving small figures, and creating her own recipes (entering them in contests, and sometimes winning! Pillsbury Bake-Off, 1988, what a wonderful experience!) That creative spirit came out in many forms over the years, but it was always a driving force.
The girl/woman was happy in her role as wife and mother but did not realize she was getting "lost" in other peoples lives. No where was she "someone", rather she was "someone's mother" or "wife". She did not mind this but as she became more known in the carving world and became "someone" herself, with people knowing who she was and giving her respect for her work, it suddenly became clear to her how lost she had been. The carving world became her life- she would live for the shows and classes, and work toward them in between times. She still loved her family just as much, but this world filled a huge void in her life. Art became her life.
Meanwhile, her second world was filled with joy and wonder. She and her family moved to 11 acres in the country, teeming with wildlife. Deer, racoons, turkeys, woodducks, pheasants, foxes, bobcats, 67 different birds seen from her own yard (jays, woodpeckers, warblers, quail, finches, sparrows, eagles, hawks, etc.) They fed the deer and enjoyed all the little creatures that ventured out for the corn, and laughed at the antics of the different animals that made their home right out the back door. The woman had gardens (sometimes sharing her bounty with the deer and bunnies...)- vegetables to feed her family, flowers to feed her soul. The flower beds were all around her home and extended out around the acreage. A large fishpond in the backyard attracted woodducks, turtles, and frogs. She would pick wild berries, feeling the pull of women of the past gathering for their families, remembering her pioneer heritage as she gathered in the goodness. She wandered those acres until even now she can close her eyes and follow the paths step by step in her memory, seeing each tree and bush as they were. She called it her "little piece of heaven"- and for 20 years she lived in joy...

Lion WIP

I've started a lion- I am hoping to make him dramatic so I did a value study to fix it in my mind better. It was hard to photograph as it does not lie flat- I tried something new (a new toy!)- a water-soluable pencil- so since I didn't use wc paper it "wrinkled up" a bit. I ironed it (!) which helped... anyway, here's the beginning of the idea.

Meerkats completed

Finished. Thought they were, brought them up for an "overnight"- I didn't like the light (or lack thereof) in their eyes, just too dim, so back to the studio for a touchup. Onward to the next piece. :-)
Remember- these are miniatures. This piece is only 3" x 2". So you are seeing it pretty close to actual size on your computer (depending on your computer ofcourse).

Once Upon a Time... con't.

The young girl didn't know what she wanted to do as a "career". All she knew was she wanted to be a wife and a mother. Her younger years had been spent loving and nurturing animals and it was natural for her to want to continue that in a more personal way with her own family. Many artists speak of "painting or drawing since they can remember". This girl did draw, but the only things she can remember drawing were horses. And more horses. It was about the horses, not the drawing. She did not know she had a calling to do art. She only knew she loved animals and adored horses and dogs. She went off to college for a year- still not knowing what she would do for a major- taking her horse with her ofcourse. At the end of that year she was no wiser in where her path would take her and so she got a job, sold her horse- there just wasn't time for Cassie (the horse) any longer. She now lived in a grown-up world of jobs and dating and trying to catch up on sleep. She never went back to college. Her dream of wife and mother became a reality and for 25 years she was blissfully happy raising her family, caring for them, and doing all that entailed. When her children were very small she met a woodcarver. He encouraged her to try it as she was already doing small paintings on barnboards of wildlife. (What else?!!!) She was immediately hooked. Always looking younger than her actual years, the fellows, nearly all older men as it was seemingly an old man's hobby (this was many moons ago remember)- those fellows thought she was just a kid playing with knives! Boy, she sure did fool them. She asked questions, carved in the middle of the night (knives and small children don't mix), and kept on learning. She became just "one of the guys" and a buddy. Then slowly she improved enough that they began to come to HER for answers! She began instructing, competing, and judging the carving all over the country and Canada. It was a wonderful life...