Janet of All Trades

I was thinking about art the other day and how I could identify paintings from certain artists. Of course all the well know artist are pretty easy to identify thru their style of painting. I next thought how did I learn about all of this? It's not that I haven't been exposed to art but seems the recollection of some paintings comes from some far away place. And then I remembered that it was from the game Masterpiece! Not from an art gallery I visited when I as five but from a game where you were part art critic and part detective. I always wondered when I was younger why a Dega or Van Gogh looked familiar. I would think, hey it's that picture from the game! The game was working it's way in to my brain while I was playing. I taught be more about art and less about being a detective of wether it was a masterpiece or not.

I grew up in a family of five girls. Heaven bless my father and how dealt with all those females. He was a great guy who loved sports and loved his family too. I can honestly say that my love of sports comes from him since I would ask him questions about sports to spark conversations. I also think my love of creating comes partly from him as well. You see my mother loved to go to estate and yard sales and bring home antique furniture to refinish. Well the refinishing part was my father's forte. He would sand and sand and fix and rebuild and stain and make the furniture beautiful again. He also taught himself to cane chairs, something I can say is not that easy. They are works of art and a puzzle to create. The weaving requires a dutiful master and a dedication to complete. I always thought that my creativeness came from my mother, but i am realizing that it also came from my father's spirt and dedication to complete a project. I think that drive to create and complete is his le...

                                   "The reward of labour is life" - William Morris I like to be busy since boredom makes the evil demons of my brian start to cause havoc. I like to have goals and as you can see from this blog that I am attempting to finish everything I write about. That is why I like this quote from William Morris. Life is a laborious gift and we can see these gifts in the goals that strive to achieve everyday Sometimes the goal may not be met but on the you learn something else along the way. Today my goal is to write this blog and have it not sound like some deep inspiration message and as I read it I think my brian has failed me. Oh crap! Goal for today, no more blogs like this! Just ignore and enjoy the lovely photo of Maine!

I found this wall art in the West Elm catalog and I think I like it. I just would need to find the right spot to hang it since i don't have concrete walls like the photo.It reminds me of the beaded curtains of the sixties and seventies but more modern. My Sister had one on her closet door and I always thought she was so hip so she must be a real hippie.(I was five) It also reminds me of a necklace that I own and every time I wear it I feel like I am wearing art. It is large and can be a bit noisy when I walk, but I still love the way it looks. Circles of various size floating on my neck. And then again I look at this photo and I think I can make it. The problem is will I hang it or wear it or maybe both!

We had the opportunity this past weekend to dog sit a very lovely dog named Sammy. Sammy is a cute and rotund Beagle that lives around the corner. We were asked to let him out and feed him for just a few days. Well it turned out that he practically spent the entire weekend with us. He is pretty easy going fellow who just likes to lay around, occasionally go outside and lick you face if he can get to it. He slept alot during the day and we weren't sure if this was his normal routine or he just wasn't sleeping at night since he has separation anxiety. His tail it seemed never stopped wagging unless he is sleeping. Even in his most hunt like stance of listening and watching the neighborhood, does the tail stop moving. He was a delight and a very happy guy to have as company.

I am kind of stuck on the word mood today. It actually happened last night with the approach of the end of the weekend and Monday Morning. I am now going to call Monday, Mooday, Since I am usually not in particularly happy mood on Monday. I try not to obsess about Mooday but it makes it way in to things I create. Mood was also present this weekend in the painting that completed that has been rolling around in my brian for a few weeks. First I drew some inspiration from a painting I found online(seen at right) and Second I selected my colors and canvas size. I really love the way the colors blend and move on the canvas.The size (22" x 28")is the largest I have every created and will find a home on my wall once I find a suitable frame. It is colorful and full of emotion and looks like a meadow. So it will be called Mood Meadow For Monday. Enjoy Mooday!

Here is a large sunny flower to head into the weekend. So bright and cheery on this gloomy morning! Have a lovely weekend!