Identity Crisis

9 x 12 140# cold press watercolor paper
collage fodder a.k.a. stuff papers, old and new
foam stamps, Caran d'ache water soluble
crayons,

Aren't long vacations supposed to help revive a person?

For the past couple of weeks I feel like I'm chasing
my fish tail, that's right my fish tale.

Long story short...
Swimming upstream, a single wing damselfly in distress,
an incomplete metamorphosis, toting a single hawk
wing. All dressed up an no place to go.

But wait, I do have an asparagus crown. Does this count for
something?

Our vacation was wonderful, a single flight to
the great city of New York where we picked up our
rented vehicle and traveled to places far and near,
visiting new haunts and old, with family and friends
some old acquaintenances and some new.

Gerard and I had the wonderful opportunity to meet
another blog friend John Mora of Typos.Daylight.Fate
it was a fragment in time at Fire Island National Seashore
with his lovely wife Marie and 3 beautiful children.
A moment we'll treasure.

We travelled through the Pennyslvania Dutch Country,
eyeing beautiful lush green pastures, fields of corn,
red covered bridges, picking up roadside produce from
our sweet Amish and Mennonite friends who work
tirelessly tilling soil and managing livestock and farms.
Hardworking, beautiful people.

Trekking down to Gettysburg, PA
to pay respect to those who fought valiantly for a country
divided, hallowed grounds- now common.

Onward toward to our great capital city Washington, D.C.
to spend time with my sister, brother-in-law and
my new twin nieces.

Next stop Virginia Beach, and Cape Hatteras on
the North Carolina's spectacular OuterBanks.
Breaking shore, dipping sun, warm ocean breeze,
breathtaking, refreshing, mind cleansing.

Kill Devil Hills and Kitty Hawk where the Wright Bros.
took to their first flight.
Magnificent.

Further trekking now heading west through
North Carolina in search of the Great Smoky and
and the Blue Ridge Mountains.

I believed I had seen green trees before but never,
NEVER have I ever seen so many beautiful varieties
of trees in one location. Deciduous,
Coniferous, Evergreen all there, canopies that
go on forever, enchanted forests, lakes and mountains.

Final stretch and our destination for departure
Nashville, TN home of the Grand Ole Opry and...
believe it or not... an exact replica of the Parthenon
as it was in ancient Greece, right in the middle of
downtown Nashville.

I know now why I'm still gathering my wits. It
was a great joy ride, and now it's back in the saddle.
I just need to find it.

Soon, yeah soon... I'll be posting pics of our trip
at my other blog locale "The Way I See It".

Peace and Love.. ain't it good to be back home again.
~Andrea

House of the Rising Sun

I thought it would be apropos to have you listen to the
song that inspired this creation. Ah...the summer of love.


"House of the Rising Sun" at
#2 Melodia Lane

mixed media on wood
18" x 6" x 1 "
asst. ephemera
rubber stamps
mica
acrylic paint
oil pastels
beeswax


...one can only surmise what
lies behind closed doors

our madam is smiling whilst
errant notes speak "look for the sun"

Here at #2 Melodia Lane beyond the
ornate gate the door appears buttoned
tightly, and a light is a glow in the
window, beckons the next caller.

Do you dare?

I'm being silly, these days I feel I don't
need to be precocious. I've enjoyed
my time away, making, doing and just being
after all isn't that what we are supposed to do.

Our world is in a different place these days and
we need to be more observant, more vigilant,
perhaps even play a different role. While our
world is evolving, so must we. What can we do
differently with our days to make them richer
and to calm our souls? How do we interact with
each other?

My hope is that you are all well and in good
space filled with good health and happiness.

I think of you often.

Thank you for your visits and kind words even
while I'm away.

Check out my other blogspot: "The Way I See It"

Bird Haus

mixed media on wood
18" x 6" x 1 "
salvaged ephemera
asst. rubber stamps
acrylic paint
oil pastels
beeswax

Inspired by fellow artist Lisa Kaus,
a last minute decision to take the day off, and a group of
incredibly talented artist friends... I embarked on a
different sort of extreme home makeover.

I didn't have a name for this house when I started
but it slowly evolved into a "Bird Haus". When
you open the little door you will find a bird's nest.

I really enjoy painting these wood houses and
have already planned a master community. They
are very relaxing to do and a fun way to incorporate
stuff that's been laying around, looking for a home.

You can click on these images to enlarge.





Keep a watchful eye as more of these houses
come to fruition. I always wanted to
be a general contractor, no money down, just
lots of love. Perfect for this economy.

"Blue canary in the outlet by the light switch
Who watches over you
Make a little birdhouse in your soul
Not to put too fine a point on it
Say I'm the only bee in your bonnet
Make a little birdhouse in your soul"
- They Might Be Giants

Thank-you for your visits and kind words.


My other blogspot: "The Way I See It"

Untitled

30" x 36" Red Rosin paper mixed media collage

Still contemplating what I'll do with this piece.
I'll either make another folded book or tear it
up or..?

I've flipped it over so you can easily get a
glimpse of the other side.

I really enjoy these free-wheeling explorations
into the unknown. This started out as a large
painting of a Madonna and Child. I had stared
at it (unfinished) long enough to decide I was
not satisfied and I needed to move on. She now
lives beneath the many layers of paint and gel
medium. Gone but not forgotten.

Thought for today:
"A good laugh is sunshine in the house"

Hope you all enjoy your week.
Thanks for stopping by!
My other blog: "The Way I See It".

RaNdOm sToRyBoOk

In my never-ending quest to uncover the great mysteries
that beseige my mind, I took another class. This time taught
by a fellow artist named Karen O'Brien.

I consistantly ask myself, why do I need another
class on collage, on paint, on whatever? what more is it that
I must know, that I haven't already figured out and then like
a slap in the face I remind myself that while life is ebbing
and flowing so are my creative endeavors. There is a
constant discovery and re-discovery of new and old. There is
always something new to discover.

While Karen's class-"Uncover the Mystery" was about collage
techniques and the use of new and old products, I found it
taught me more about freedom and reckless abandon in the
creative process. The ability to abandon one's pre-concieved
idea, or knowledge about a certain technique, or process
and to just create quickly, too quick to know what will
happen next.

I generally create my pieces without pre-conceived ideas
but then as they mysteriously begin to unfold, I work them
more methodically.

We all started with an 18 X 24 piece of Red Rosin paper
made up of 100% recycled fibers. This paper is used in
building materials sometimes first layer of roofing or as
paint drop cloth. (Home Depot or Lowe's on a roll)

We randomly covered this paper in gesso to give the paper
a reliable surface for painting.

18 X 24 Red Rosin paper, random collage imagery,
layers of paint, gel medium, monoprinting, stamping,
water soluble oil pastels and ink.

I've flipped the paper around and worked both sides. I
wanted to make a single-cut maze folded book. Once the
collaged paper was complete and dry enough to manipulate
it was folded into halves and then quarters and a single cut
was made to allow the paper to be folded into a book.

The back cover and the pages in between seen below:



Here is my randomly collaged, painted storybook, which
I ran through the sewing machine for some zig-zag stitching.

I've really enjoyed this process of working quickly and
with spontaneity. This is a great exercise to relieve your
artist's block and to free your creative process. I've already
prepped some larger pieces of Red Rosin paper for more fast
and furious exploration.

Thought for today: "If you don't know what your passion is,
realize that one reason for your existence on earth is to find
it"

I thank you for your kind words and your visits. My other
blog locale is here: "The Way I See It"

Please remember to exercise your right to "V O T E " Tuesday, November 4th.

Mixed Media Botanical

5 x 7 stampboard, layered mixed media collage

Playing around with multiple layered transfers
also taught by my friend, teacher, mentor Chris Cozen at the
last Golden workshop. The vintage text was a transfer
from gel medium and the botanical overlay was yet another
gel medium transfer. The Australian postage stamp was
embedded in bead gel. Once I completed the collage
I then overlayed a digital flower image.

Busy days here and I've been amiss at visiting most
of you and I am regretful. The doldrums of the 8-5
otherwise known as the greater than 10 hour day had
a death grip on me, but today I broke free from the
shackles and begin my vacation.

My husband and I are traveling the great Northwest,
heading to Canyonlands, and Arches National Parks in
Utah, through Colorado to visit with family on up to
South Dakota for a glimpse of those giant heads carved
into a hillside (Mt. Rushmore). From there we will travel
to visit Yellowstone National Park and The Grand Tetons
and then up and over the hills to Glacier National Park in
Montana. We'll proceed heading west through the Idaho,
to Washington and Oregon for visits to the Columbia River
Gorge and Multnomah Falls, Mt. St. Helens, Mt. Rainier
We'll head back south on the scenic Hwy 1 inching our way
back to California.

This is a much needed respite. I will be taking lots of photos
to share upon our return.

Thank you all for your kindness and friendship.
May everyday be a new journey for you, filled with great hope,
good health, happiness and a grand adventure no matter how
big or small. I'll catch up with you soon.

Ciao! "The Way I See It"

Escape

8 x 8 mixed media polymer mosaic

My completed polymer clay mosaic, ready to hang. My previous post shows the pieces I had created for completing this project. It took me a bit longer than I had hoped, but more importantly I enjoyed the process. It was an escape, a detour if you will, from my usual creative path. There is a kind of mindfulness that takes place when trying to decide what pieces will go where. It was a relaxing and meditative process until... you find that you have an area that needs a tile which has yet to be created. I need to stockpile tiles. Incorporated in the final piece are commercial glass/stone tiles and beads.

This was my first mosaic.

Thought for today: "Hiding places there are innumerable, escape is only one, but possibilities of escape, again, are as many as hiding places. "- Franz Kafka

Perhaps we all need to find an escape, a diversion from our normal routine, a change of pace.

Thank you for your kind words and visits. Do stop by "The Way I See It" my other blogspot.

Mr. Rob's

9 x 13 watercolor paper
Golden acyrlics, Catherine Moore stamped images, other collage mishmash

It is a fact of life, we as humans view our reality in parts. We think in terms of left brain, right brain, we believe we are comprised of mind, body and spirit. We live different lives at work, play, in our relationships and in personal self growth.

We are the kings and queens of compartmentalisation. We are a giant multiple personality disorder. Now it is only logical that if we view ourselves in parts and we live our reality in parts that at some point, we will experience conflict.
Conflict because our parts don't always agree.

We want the sum of our parts to become whole. At least I do.

It's about living in the present, a present filled with individual moments. Moments which can be measured in time, seconds, minutes, hours, or days, by events etc.
and each moment can be explored with infinite possibilities to be who we really are.

It is in these individual moments that we are whole.

My intention is to pull my self together, find the sum of my parts and live in the moment, as much as possible.

I think Mr. Rob is Carlos Casteneda's alter ego. Carlos Casteneda, the Peruvian born, American author (1925- 1998) had some interesting thoughts about all of this in this in his early writings in "The Teachings of Don Juan".

Here's to living in the moment, may they be plentiful.

Thank-you for your visits and kind words, as always my best to you. My other blog locale: "The Way I See It"

Measure of Dreams

9 x 13 watercolor paper, mask, collage fodder
Golden acrylic paints, paint pens

How do we measure our dreams in the night,
when by morning they seem to have vanished?

John Steinbeck one of the greatest writer's of our time
believed in nocturnal productivity. He has said,
"It is a common experience that a problem difficult at night
is resolved in the morning after the committee of sleep has worked on it.”

The shorter version of this has become the cliché, "Sleep on it!"

Sigmund Freud believed that dreaming was the "safety valve" for unconcious desires.

Researchers used to think that dreams only occurred during the REM (rapid eye movement) state of sleep, but now most experts agree that we can dream at any time during the night. However, the dreams which occur during our REM state are the most memorable and realistic.

I rarely experience this deep state of sleep, so best I can do, is wake long enough to write down my idea, or some worrisome detail and then place it precariously on my nightstand, it is here where this tidbit of information will incubate-- outside of my mind, sort of in vitro.
This will usually help my overactive mind free up for some ordinary sleep.

"Those who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night." -Edgar Allan Poe

Thanks for your visits and kind words!
My other local : "The Way I See It"

EyE Candy

9 x 13 journal page, golden acrylics, spray paint, stencil,
masking tape, rub-ons, Caran d'Ache neocolor crayons

candy is in the EyE of the beholder,
something EyE wrapped up in tape,
a gift EyE gave to myself,
no strings attached, a lace,
and many small windows from which to see.

Thank you for your visits and kind words.

Best to all of you. My other blogspot: "The Way I See It"

Life, it's Ephemeral

11 x 14 gallery wrap canvas, Golden acrylics, spray paint,
stencils, game piece, collage fodder, paint pens

fleeting moments,
give way to new experiences,
enriching our lives beyond measure. -ThE ArTfuL EyE

For curious minds, wondering how I come up with this stuff, read on.
When working with collage or mixed media, I generally do not have a pre-concieved idea as I begin a piece of work. I have an extremely overactive mind which works overtime, thinking, thinking, reflecting, daydreaming and the cycle repeats over and over. No rest for the weary here, but I would not have it any other way.

I usually begin by painting or placing random images down on paper. I pay attention to the color, and try to mix up my palette. Lately, I'm really trying to force myself out comfort colors and more into experimenting in color palettes that are more foreign. I find this helps me to be a better painter and expand my knowledge for color mixing.

Sometimes ideas will begin to develop along the way and my overactive mind will attach a thought to something I have placed on the canvas, or the lyrics to a song will come to mind, leading down a path of reminiscing, and reflection. Most times it isn't until the very end, when I look at the piece and hope it speaks to me.

As I was nearing the end of this piece, I was reminded of an old song by R.E.M.
"The Man on the Moon" and it all came together. I realized that this song was about embracing faith, even when you think you should know better. It's about the game of life, pop culture, fact or fiction, which made me think that life in itself is ephemeral.

Hence the name, "Life, it's Ephemeral"

Ephemeral- translated from Greek εφήμερος - ephemeros, literally means"lasting only one day, transitory, existing only briefly

In the game of life, we make up our own rules and then there are some rules already in place. Our lives are ephemeral in bits and pieces- each transitory moment, experience, each day touches us briefly, fleeting and make up our todays, give us our yesterday's, provide us our memories. Like most ephemera some things we won't ever experience again and some things will stand the test of time. Each of these moments is a part of our whole life experience, some moments richer than others, while some won't be worth remembering, yet all will be meaningful.

For your listening and viewing pleasure,

R.E.M. - "The Man on the Moon"


I'll leave you with this quote, "Ephemera is the window into our past."

Thank-you for enriching my life, by your visits and kind words.
Don't forget to mosey on over to my other blogspot: "The Way I See It"

IF-Homage PEACE SYMBOL

For this week's challenge at Illustration Friday

I pay homage to The Peace Symbol

9 x 13 Journal Page, Book of Eve
Golden Acrylics
Ink Pen
Oil Pastels for Resist
hand carved-Peace stamp


What this piece might look like if it were a poster, under a black light.
Remember owning one of these?

photoshop redux

The PEACE symbol turns 50 years old, this April on the 4th day, 2008. "This symbol was created by a British pacifist textile designer, Gerard Holtom and made its debut in London's Trafalgar Square where many gathered to support "ban the bomb" movement and to march to Aldermaston where atomic weapons research was being done."

It was originally designed for the DAC (Direct Action Committee Against Nuclear War) and was adopted as its badge for the CND (Campaign for Nuclear Disarmament) in Britain. It was later generalised to be an international icon for the 1960's anti-war movement and adopted by the counterculture of the time.

These were the times, I was present, young and impressionable.

Music to think PEACE by:

John Lennon - Give Peace a Chance


Cat Stevens - Peace Train





Salaam, Shalom, Pace, Paix, Vrede, Frieden, 和平, Paz, Ειρήνη,
Peace Out

To all my friends may you find some peace on the road of life.

"The Way I See It"

YoU aRe NoT HeRe...

11 x 14 canvas board, gel image transfers, Golden acrylic paints
rub-ons, paint pens, rubber stamp

My contribution to Illustration Friday's challenge "Pet Peeves"

I've got a few pet peeves, but this one particular 'peeve' is on top of my list and it's about refusing to ask for directions.

Have you ever gotten in the car with someone who will drive around in circles, travel for miles and insist they know where they are going? and it's clear that they are lost and you are not getting any closer to your destination? Then you ask that miserable question, "Why don't you ask for directions?" and the person retorts with a smug remark, Why? I'm not lost I know exactly where I'm going, then your face begins to scrunch up and you're ready to go to battle. If you're lucky you somehow arrive at your destination with the driver acting like they knew all along how to get there or they finally concede they are lost and beg for mercy.

-or wait there's a better one...
they ask for directions and then do something completely different because they don't believe the information they've been given to be true and you remain lost.

Other pet peeves:
cellphone use in restaurants, while driving
dogs left unattended barking continuously
shopping carts left randomly askew in parking lots
ignorance

I'll leave you with the following quote:
"If someone is going down the wrong road, he doesn't need motivation to speed him up.
What he needs is education to turn him around." - Jim Rohn

Thank-you for your visits and kind words.

My other blogspot: "The Way I See It"

jUsT anOtHeR dAy in PaRaDise

The girls... me, Julie, Kim (our visiting blog friend from Wisconsin a.k.a. the North Pole) started the weekend off Saturday morning, at o'dark thirty...6:45 a.m. first stop Starbuck's, then off to the local swap meet.

Now mind you, our day wasn't complete until we had traveled to a myriad of thrift stores, a stamp supply store, a fabric store (which we quickly left because we were overcome by color and texture) followed by lunch, Border's for more art books, Dick Blick's, Artist's and Craftman Supply, Dick Blick's again... because A&C didn't have a colors we were after and then off to the beach to meet Heather, kick the sand, pick up shells and watch the sun go down, which was topped off at "The Harbor Beach Cafe" with a cold refreshment, some delicious fish tacos and wonderful company.


Flowers at the swap meet



Carlsbad State Beach- Carlsbad, CA

the boy

the sand

the surf

the end to a perfect weekend

Now it wouldn't be a perfect weekend without a splash of creativity and more camaraderie.

The same group of girls along with a few other friends, got together early Sunday a.m. to take class from our favorite Chris Cozen who is a "working artist" for Golden Paints.

Chris is a remarkable teacher and has just released a new book called "Altered Surfaces" which is chock full of instructions for creating all types of interesting surfaces utilizing the wide range of Golden products.

With Chris our classes generally begin with some type of color study on different papers or substrates. Today we began by choosing our favorite color palettes and painting background papers, using watercolor paper, canvas paper and some type of acrylic/linen paper.

Once our papers were complete we put together small collages and embellishments for our glass paperweight and then decided which portion of our paper we would use for the background.

Here is a sampling of my background papers:






Below are my finished glass paperweights.
These were a bit tricky to photograph due to the glass and reflection but you get the idea.





Thanks for your visits and kind words.

Have a wonderful week! My other blogspot: "The Way I See It"

Thank God It's Friday!

This canvas board was painted with my favorite Golden acrylic paints, and the image transfers were made using Golden Acrylic Ground for Pastels and Golden Glass Bead Gel.

The image transfer of the sun was done with the bead gel. I found the bead gel difficult to work with in that the paper does not want to release easily from the beads once the transfer is made, I think I need more practice or... I need to ditch the medium. I'll give it a few more trys. I usually don't give up that easily.

I then took the image into Photoshop and added a posterize and film grain filter. I liked the results.

This has been one crazy week and I found that slaying dragons and doing good deeds can be hard work, so TGIF. I've been able to make my rounds and found most of you busily creating all week long and have thoroughly enjoyed my trip. Keep up the great work!

I'm off this weekend to pillage flea markets and search for more stuff to stockpile for future creative use and... to enjoy the SUN.


Here Comes the Sun-

"Little darling, it's been a long cold, lonely winter.."





See you soon! My other blogspot: "The Way I See It"

Dream State

8x10 colored pencil/pencil/collage material/distress inks

"Twirl me about, and twirl me around
Let me grow dizzy and fall to the ground
And when I look up at you looking down,
Say it was only a dream"
- Mary Chapin Carpenter

I really should be cleaning up my studio, so that I can get back into that room and work. I have two work tables in there that have somehow been overcome by events. Events as in projects.

My workspace has now expanded to our x-large kitchen table, leaving my husband 1/3 of the table to enjoy his breakfast and read his paper. He doesn't seem to mind. I do check with him on occasion when things begin to look like they are getting out of control.

Note to self: things are out of control.

I'm going to do something about this chaos and clean up my act.

Dreamer!

I'll leave you with this thought:
"Yesterday is but today's memory, and tomorrow is today's dream"-Kahlil Gibran

Thanks for visiting! Don't forget to mosey on over to my other blogspot: "The Way I See It"

on the road less travelled, I will choose ...

11x14 journal page

This week's contribution to Illustration Friday's challenge "Choose"

..the fork in the road.

I was on the road less travelled when I came upon a sign that read, "Fork in the Road ahead". The road meandered for some time past this sign, I'd say about 1/4 mile or so, when all of a sudden there was a fork in the road.

Now this was no ordinary fork in the road, like you read about...some diverging path. This was a real fork, the kind that would complete your table setting. What do you suppose this meant?

Was this fork a metaphor for something in my life? There it stood firmly planted in the ground with four shiny metal tines, were the tines representing the parts of my life I needed to acknowledge?

What would I see next, a spoon, or a knife? Was this to remind me that I am part of a set? Am I looking to complete myself, would I be made whole? Would finding a spoon feed my soul? Would the knife cut my journey short?

...so many questions on the road less travelled. I am a non-conventional thinker. I will continue on my journey, welcoming change, mixing things up, looking for new interpretations of the old . I will relish the opportunity to take more chances, for the only regrets in life we have, are the chances we never took.

I leave you with Robert Frost's poem c.1920

ROAD LESS TRAVELED

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth

Then took the other as just as fair
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear
Though as for that, the passing there
Had worn them really about the same

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet, knowing how way leads onto way
I doubted if I should ever come back

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence
Two roads diverged in a wood
And I took the one less traveled by
And that has made all the difference

Happy Trails!

Thank-you one and all :
for your visits,
for your kind words,
for making me laugh,
for making me smile,
for making me cry,
for making me think, for this I am grateful.

My other blogspot: "The Way I See It"

The Year of the Rat ...*fink*

pre-gesso'd black journal paper, Golden Fluid Acrylics- Interference green and gold, Cobalt Blue,Quinacridone Magenta, and my favorite Nickel Azo Gold acrylic paint on asian stamp for initial background texture.

The rats are cut out of paper towels I had used to clean my brushes and saved.
chinese coin stamp and asian lady stamped with Stazon black on acetate.

My contribution to Wednesday Stamper's theme for this week "Asia"

Happy Chinese New Year! "The Year of the Rat" note the years listed on the right on my collage are 'rat years', which occur every twelve years.

Are you a Rat?

Characteristics of Rat:
smart, magnetic, well-liked, problem solvers, self-sufficient, quick-witted, surreptitious, selfish, protective, calculating hmmm...

Right now I'm thinking my husband is a rat, but now he was born in '61.
Is it possible to be on the cusp of rat?

This city girl, (who now lives in the country) is pining for her husband who abandoned her early this week for another country, not another woman, but another country. Italy. 'Povero Bambino!" This is where the *fink* part comes in as in *rat fink*. and he took our good digital hence crappy photos.

I needed to drown my sorrows, so I decided to mosey on over to the Barrel Room a local vintage wine bar and bistro to meet some friends. Here I opted for the 'champagne and caviar dreams package' a.k.a. glass of "J" Cuvee from J Winery in Sonoma. We cracked some bread, peeled back some prosciutto, and nibbled on baby lamb chops. We laughed, we people watched, and we laughed some more and I still wasn't feeling like I was any where nearer to the Trevi Fountain. Another "J' please, and can I buy a vowel? Like a "U" for u rat fink.

I'm just joshing because I'm actually delighted my husband had a chance to get away to such a lovely place and have it paid for by the company.

So city girl heads back home to country, tired and lonely for her traveling man. Now mind you it has been raining alot up here this past weekend, it's been frigid cold in the a.m. 27 degrees with frost all around. Our yard backs up to the Cleveland National Forest, (no we don't live in Ohio) and the wildlife is restless. Our little birds are tapping on the bedroom windows, I'm feeling like Tippi Hendren in "The Birds". There are the frogs, what sounds like meeeelllions of frogs, croaking away, pining for bug bites, coyotes pining for the moon, and the barn owls that nest in our trees pining for the rats! So I cozy on up to the sounds of my wildlife friends and ring in the New Year.

P.S. Here's a real pic of Rat Fink (anyone remember this hot-rod character by Ed Roth) from Kustom Kulture. My husband used to have these trading cards.



Thank you for visiting and your kind words, as always-

"Enjoy yourself it's later than you think"
My other blogspot: The Way I See It"

WS-Charms

single pendant charm- each side
asst'd. collage snippets, 7gypsies rub-ons, Stamper's Anonymous cube stamp

My contribution to this weeks Wednesday Stamper challenge "Charms"

"No man is useless, while he is a friend" Thanks for stopping by!

My other blog: "The Way I See It"

more ALteReD SLiDeS

"Fire" coldpress watercolor paper, acrylics, oil pastels

As with most projects I start, I did not have a notion about where I was headed. Once I assembled this piece , the thought of fire resurrected, the fire we experienced here in our own backyard this past October during the San Diego firestorm. It is reminscent of the glow I stared at just before we evacuated.


"Take 3" altered slide, cut original transparency and reworked with stamps and markers, interference acrylic paint and watercolor paper.

Thought for today:
" When you have developed the ability to do the small jobs well, greater jobs will come to you"

Enjoy your day! My otherblogspot: "The Way I See It"