A Room With a View

Being the creative spirit that I am,  a cozy, uncluttered space is the ideal place to create.  When I think of cozy I think of colors that warm the soul and give warmth to my heart.  Colors like yellows, butter creams, deep burgundies, golds, warm greens, and  plantation pines.  Earthy tones bring comfort to my soul.  Maybe that yearning for warmth and comfort stems from the bitter cold, that lurks outside and the dark gray that looms above, because when the sun rolls from behind the clouds the color palette  in my mind seems to change.   So if I could convert my studio to a room with a view I would have it neutral.  The winter months release  heartwarming, encouraging strokes of comfort.  Once the cold has passed and I get to hear the song birds twittering outside my studio window I long for bright yellows, greens and pastel pinks and blues.  A sign of new birth to the beautiful palette outside.    My room with a view would be interchangeable to suit the needs of my creative mind and the surroundings outside.  I would paint my walls a buttery cream with white trim, have a table based with enchanted chalky paint enveloped in lace chalky paint , lightly sanded to allow the enchanted to peek through for the warmth in the winter but the lace for the spring.  I would hang delicate buttery yellow window coverings from floor to ceiling.  For when the spring comes they can blow in the breeze and let the warm sun crest upon the floor.  My room with a view would be filled with primitive cabinetry to place all of my creative tools, brushes, paints, surfaces and sealants to maintain the unclutteredness that holts the creativity.  I would have chalky lace painted cubbies to contain my finished product and it would be alphabetized so I would have effortless shipping.  This would be my room with a view, a view from my eyes for creating.    

I have inspired myself to take the brush to the blank empty walls of stale white and add that buttery cream to them.  I think my winter months may be filled with creating "My Room for My View".  I hope I have inspired you use your creative side and envelop yourself with a place for comfort and creativity.

This is how the studio is now.  But I foresee some serious change taking place in the next couple of months.  



 This is one of my paint areas, but soon this will all change.  I need organization. 

 The lace colored chalk paint that will be on my table from Deco Art Inc. 

Random Writing

What makes people think…or tic.  How do we control our emotions towards other peoples lack of compassion.  Wrap others in love protect them hold them close for this is a short time on earth and though we make many mistakes they too are like sands through the hour glass,  they pass.  They become distant memories until something else comes up to spark a feud.

 Childhood memories are lost in the shadows of the present time.  A little foggy but I remember some good times.   I remember my little animal farm that I so long to have now but  fear of history repeating itself I keep the farm to a few cats.  No I am not the crazy cat lady, they were strays.  My heart tends to lean towards the strays and down trodden.  It’s a soft spot in my heart.  I also love old people because they are full of knowledge if someone would just take the time to sit a spell and hear their stories.  I learn so much from the older generation.  Maybe its because they do not lack experience.  I always dig back to the stories from them and their pasts good and bad.  It gives me the sense that I'll get through whatever this life has to throw at me.  I'm not a people person per say but when I find a friend a real friend I hold them close because they are so few and far between.  It is hard to be compatible with others with so many different personalities and ideas in this world.  Maybe I'm just too guarded.  But when you find that true friend it is a great feeling.  Trust is a wonderful thing.  Knowing you can share your most intimate thoughts or fears and they will not judge you.  I guess one of the other reasons I tend to befriend the older generation. They are less judgmental and more encouraging than folks in my age group.  No I am not going to tell you my age group. 

Creative thoughts run rampant through my mind.  I get an idea just before my eyes close when I rest my head on the pillow and I ALWAYS say don't forget this it is a good idea.  I have put a journal next to the bed and drew pictures, later to find them and wonder what the heck I was thinking of creating from that.  My mind is so busy sometimes I can't stand it, and others it is a total block.  I paint its what I do and I think I paint because it is more forgiving than a pencil and paper.  When I paint I know if I make a mistake I can correct it in some form or fashion and shade in the mistakes.  Unlike life it is not so forgiving .  But tomorrow is a new day to paint a better day and leave yesterdays mistakes in the past, learn from them but know they do not dictate who you are because you can change.  These are obviously just random thoughts that I am letting flow out on the page.  I am learning to write and blog and in the process I am learning about some of who I am and whom I want to become.  A better writer and a better person on the inside as well as the outside.  Time teaches us many things and shows us how to love others with a broader perspective and bigger heart. 

Just remember in every day that you are blessed and  with each new day is a gift.  Do not squander your gifts and love yourself for who you are and if you don't like what you see when you look in the mirror remember you are the artist of your destiny, not someone else.  So do not let someone define who you are because you are an individual with unique characteristics given to you so use them for the greater good. 

I had no idea that a 20 minute exercise on writing freely would create such an array of emotions of just laying it all out there.  This exercise has given me a new avenue to express myself and the things that I love or do not love either way I am learning something.  Always keep learning its food for the mind.  Read, read, read it is a window to other ideas and emotions that are buried deep down inside.    With all this hubbub that has been displayed on my notes maybe I will be able to go back and focus on one at the time.  Like my little farm…someday I will have a little mini farm.  With a couple of goats, some chickens and a plentiful garden filled with not only vegetables but flowers and herbs to fill the home with the smells of the earth and my kitchen with cups full of love. 

 

 

 

The link that sparked all of this jibber jabber is http://dailypost.wordpress.com/postaday/ebook-writing-101/.  Maybe you can open up your creative writing inside and let it spill upon the pages.  Maybe for the world to see and maybe not but it is definitely a way to release your thoughts. 

I am sure there are some whom will criticize my punctuation and running on of sentences, but this was an exercise and it was meant to share or not to share.  I chose to share. 

 

I also want to say Happy Veteran's Day to all the veterans past, present and future.  Thank you for your service and the ability to express my freedoms.  God bless you all and again Thank You!

 

Monday, Monday, Not just any Monday!

Today is November 10,2014.  I would like to say Happy 239th birthday to all the Marines out there!  God Bless you all!  And tomorrow is Veterans Day.  Let us not forget all the men and women whom sacrificed and continue to sacrifice for our safety and our freedoms.  God bless and protect all our military and their families.  Thank a veteran.  Acknowledge that you are thankful for what they have sacrificed and done for all of us at home.  And say a prayer for the ones whom are deployed and away from family at this time and throughout the year.  Pray for their safety and protection as well as their families.  Wrap them up in protection and love. 

A New Day, A New Season

Good morning everyone.  Hoping today is finding you in a good place.  Winter is peaking around the corner and one of my FAVORITE holidays is with it.  I love fall with the changing of the leaves and the chill in the air.   Its an envelopment of warm colors that just wrap you up in warmth and coziness.  The smell of fresh raked leaves, the beauty of the fall mums and the reds, greens, yellows and oranges in the leaf colors.  The time to reap what you sowed is in the air and then oh so quickly the dark grey skies creep in with an even chillier feel.  Causing you to ease in the fire wood, pull out jackets, and blankets to snuggle up in.  You start making chilly, bean soup and cornbread, chicken and dumplins, and one of my favorites home made breads.  The smell in the house is the smell of comfort and a spot of joy from the past.  Winter can be daunting and dark but when we find the good in the slowing down and taking the time to create memories we find ourselves full of joy and thankfulness.  I love the 4 seasons because with each one comes something unique and different to appreciate each one is a beginning to something new.  So find your something new and embrace it.  Find a hobby, or pick up something you use to create, whatever the case enjoy this season of your life.  Grab hold of it and run with it there is beauty in everything.  Look for it. 

Ecclestiastes 3:1-8
Ecclesiastes 3:1-8King James Version (KJV)

3 To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven:

² A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted;
³ A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up;
⁴ A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance;
⁵ A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;
⁶ A time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away;
⁷ A time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;
⁸ A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace.

As you know I paint.  Well I have ventured off into something new but kind of the same.  Here are some of the things I have been painting.  I have tried my hand at a little mixed media using paper and sheet music.  I am learning as I go along.  But I am loving it.  I have been painting on metal spoons and that seemed a challenge at first because I had the spoons for a few years now, but I tried again.  I really enjoy painting on the spoons.  Here is a sample of some of the metal spoons that I have painted. 
You can find these for sale in my Etsy shop.  The link is in the side bar. 

Next blog I will do a tutorial on how to paint them and post a pattern.