March 25, 2009
I got going on making some art this past week. This one is almost done. I haven't had the gumption to do the last few finishing touches on this one. Gotta get it done. I just can't give up on my images of the Southside, even if I'm wary of where these will sell. I'm touching up my skills, reminding myself of what I can do. I have been thinking of new venues that I want to check out. Radial cafe in ATL, a booth at the Chattanooga Market, maybe try out some galleries here that I haven't tried before. Beef up the good ole Etsy shop.
But then, I teach art to kids. And it's really fun, and it's a good gig! Looking through the listings for summer camps I'm just amazed at how much stuff costs. Joel and I were thinking why the heck don't we do our own camp! Rally all our creative friends together and get all our little monkeys together and give some folks time off while others do fun stuff with kids. Maybe rallying everyone together is hard, but if I did an art camp. Hmmmm. I still am not really sure I'm up for it, but making money doing things you love is always nice.
These pictures are the latest project for kindergarten. Josiah has to make a alien. I had him draw what his alien would look like first and then we started constructing him. Rowan the Alien lives on an asteroid, eats blood, and has oozing blood coming out of him that will kill you if it touches you. We'll finish up our fun project tonight, oozing blood tentacles and all!
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March 21, 2009
March 18, 2009
Everytime I sit down to write I am appaled by how much time has gone by. I hold to my standards that I'm not just going to blog because that time has passed, but I will have something non-repetitive to say. My days are pretty much the same, give or take weekly activities. But this week is Spring Break. I've been looking forward to it, and dreading it at the same time. I do love my boy, but he's really hard to entertain sometimes. And the fighting, ugh, I can do without the sibling rivalry. Spring Break started out with a few wet and coldish days. In order to keep myself sane (that is the goal isn't it) I stay home on Fridays and we do a project. And we listen to 80's music. That always keeps things peppy. We made playdough and the kids loved learning how to knead properly. I love these project days because my kids are just as fascinated with the process as they are the product. After a few days of sitting in a plastic baggie the playdough was goop, though. The next project we did was good ole crayon and wax paper stained glass. Grandpa was the recipient of these treasures since he just had a birthday.
It's so relaxing to just be at home and work at home. I am finally finding a rhythm. That is something to be very joyful about. I still have to feed the baby 2x a night, and I still fall asleep on the couch way too early, but I'm beginning to feel good about where I am. I have some days where I wish I was more free, but mostly I just celebrate what I do have. That's a good thing.
I have also started making art again. I have put the feelings out of my head that it has to be something that "the world" will want to buy and just accepted that this is what I must do. I'm exercizing the skills I know I have and taken the great challenge of art-making on. Its slow going because everything else seems to need to get done first, but I at least spend time on Saturday and Sunday to put some more paint down. I'm taking on The Southside again, whether you like it or not.
My #1 project, Tessa, is truckin' right along and is continuing to be that long skinny baby. She now is the size the Josiah was AT BIRTH! 9lbs 13oz 23 in long. Crazy. Besides a couple little health hiccups she's great. I hate leaving her, and she's nice to stay home with. She's sweet and smiling. What a wonderful gift!
And a must toot my man's horn. Joel got a major promotion. In a field that he loves to work in. I don't believe it will change the way we live very much, but having a happy husband is lifeblood for the family. I'm excited to see what happens because of this change, but I'm mostly just happy to have a happier, content husband.
There's a report. I am starting to feel skeptical that people even read blogs anymore because of Facebook, so I may have to do a give away to see how many lurkers I still have. But most importantly, if the sun is out where you are and you haven't gone out and enjoyed it, stop updating your Facebook status and go outside!!
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March 10, 2009
These past few days I have been doing a hesitant dance with the project I have clipped to my easel. Everytime I walk over to it I find I am reminded of something else that is more important. What is it? Why am I not on fire to start this new piece of art? Am I afraid? I think it's a matter of excellence. My last big hoorah with making art left me feeling flat and I am afraid of jumping back into that sense of failure. I know that making mistakes is part of the process, but making good art that only lives behind my bookcase is sad, and to me speaks of a different kind of mistake. Not just a technical one. Since I am not a fatalistic person, I began to hash out what I am doing these days that is excellent. Maybe that's a tall order, but once you put all your criticism of yourself away and really think about it it's not so hard. Maybe you're excellent at making your bed, or playing monster with your kids, or making a killer veggie sandwich for work. I think these little sucesses make me hold my head up a little higher.
After Tessa was born I tried to bake a few things 2 out of three were kinda messed up. Edible, but screwy. I don't know why I thought that I could accomplish baking from scratch with a brand new babe and fighting different illnesses on and off. It was hard to see that the things that made me feel like an excellent homemaker were also falling apart. Once I asked myself that question and looked at it with love for myself and knowing that these little accomplishments were important for my battling into a new normal, I found that I am striving for excellence in taking care of my Tessa. Doesn't mean she never has to fuss, or that she isn't skinny, gotten sick, or had unstained clothes to wear. Just means that all my extra strength was going into enjoying this beautiful new girl.
I really like teaching, and I have to leave my two girls every Monday to go do it. From 8:30am to almost 4pm I'm without them. This nursing mama doesn't feel too comfy by the end of the day and I can't believe how much my arms miss holding Tessa. I still have to hug on Josiah and help him with homework, I still have to snuggle with Eden and get her Tylenol for this fever that doesn't seem to go away (sinus infection anyone?). But when I have a chance on Monday afternoons just to sit. SIT MY ASS DOWN! And stare at my baby, it's all the satisfaction I need. At least for now. Because that job is the one I am striving for in excellence.
My easel calls me back, and I plan everyday to put at least one mark on it. My friend Sarah and I had a great bonding session about being an insanely busy mom and being creative. We are both getting paid to work with others creativity at the sacrifice of our own. That health that comes from utilizing your creativity is life, and we are hurting without it. But because we have hope, and we know God is good, we'll find that balance. And my season is coming. I have to remember how excellent my Creator is for giving me what I have AND for giving me the gift of creativity. I can't wait to make art again.
March 4, 2009
Josiah's teacher told me yesterday that he kept the teachers rolling with his beat-boxing skills. Thanks Electric Company!! These cold nights where there's nothing to do and no energy left we turn on some tunes and do the best we can to wear the kids out until 8pm. This proves to be pretty enjoyable for the whole fam. And I get to make sure I remember all the lyrics to some of my favorite 80's tunes. My boy, eternally entertaining.
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