Do Not Pay Heed To It


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Do Not Gaze Upon It


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Do Not Speak Of It


It is so easy to believe we actually understand what we thought we saw (feel free to fill in the implied blank). Snap judgements based on witnessing a few moments are never wise, or kind, and could prove destructive. So whatever you saw, do not speak of it. Rather, try to understand it, preferably with an open mind.

Your assumptions are your windows on the world. Scrub them off every once in a while, or the light won’t come in.
― Isaac Asimov

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Being Erased

being-erasedShe She felt like a collection of scribbles that were being erased. ~CAWeStruck

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Strange Bird

Strange bird, someone obliterated your true smile. Those scars have a story to tell, but you will not be the one who sings it. ~CAW




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There is a crack in everything (For Leonard)


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Lucky Me!!!

Take a look at this! I feel so fortunate to have stumbled my way into the fabulous StencilGirl family!


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Call me determined


Call Me Determined

I really love to stitch ~ hand stitch. It is slow, slow work, especially since I stitch on paper.

I used to make reverse applique quilts, with actual fabric, and that could be described as “laborious” as well, though it never seemed that way to me.

But I have always loved working with paper, and once I tried stitching it, I fell in love with its unique properties. I use printer paper, onto which I have printed one of my own paintings, digital or otherwise.

My mother was an impeccable seamstress, and she sewed very fast. Everything she did was done fast. Both the hand quilting and paper stitching absolutely mystified her. WHY would I not want to use a machine? And what was the point of stitching cheap paper?

I am very stubborn ~ Mom told me so many times as I was growing up, whenever I had objections to doing what she thought I should do. My pointing out that she was every bit as stubborn never went very well.

It is clear to me now that we were simply two strong females trying to deal with very different personalities.

I continue to dislike the term stubborn. If you have to name this attribute, call me determined.

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And so it begins . . . again

And so it begins                                  Creativity has been key to my lifelong modus operandi: conceive it, make it. I obsessively, constantly create.

But sharing is tricky. My aim (need?) has always been to appear accomplished, polished. Works in progress (WIPs) are messy, half-done, often ugly.  I have tried to add them to my various art blogs and websites through the years to no avail. Whether it was my insecurities, my ego, my Inner Critics (who has only one?), I could seldom do it.
That was before All Day Breakfast, my son’s daily offering of thoughts and images.

It took me a while to get warmed up to ADB. Understand that he is my grown son: grown and accomplished with a life and family of his own. A mother doesn’t want to hover, poke her nose in too often, when it comes to grown sons. But I shortly became hooked. I have to admit I tingled voyeuristically with knowing a little more of “what he was up to,” but soon I just became fascinated with the workings of the mind behind ADB. What that mind chose to share, what it revealed, affirmed, espoused, exposed, admitted, even proclaimed!

That said, let’s get back to my sharing “problem.” I saw what Jason was doing and began to realize it is far more powerful to expose my WIPs, show my raw, imperfect work, and (hopefully) how I resolve it–or don’t.

Jason has given me a brilliant method I can live with. I can write all over my WIPs, circle the problem areas, do whatever I want to and with them. But I can, and will, share them, along with some of the thoughts and doubts they breed.

I will not add Jason’s Create More Manifesto, except as a link, but I fully endorse and adopt its “life-changing stipulations.” Crack it open, if you dare.

And so it begins . . . again.

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Today It Is Official . . . .

I am now a Stencil Girl. I even have an intro to the “family” by Mary Beth Shaw!!

You can find me on the SG website, listed under the artists who create the stencils.

I have been creating stencils for a number of years now and my mind thinks stencil when I cast my eyes over the horizon.

You know how that works. As a photographer, you are always composing photos. As an artist, you see color combinations, characters that your mind weaves stories around. an author, your ears are perked for picking up conversations, accents, or a piece of a story you can weave a whole novel around.

Perhaps you wear many hats, and so your mind is fully engaged as you take in the world around you, always filtering, filtering to feed your creative stash of images, sounds, even feelings.

Well, I now have added stencil shapes to the mix. I see trees interacting and think “stencil.” I see paint spatters and think “stencil.” In fact, just about anything can get me into stencil mode these days.

To celebrate my new Stencil Girl status, I am having a give away. I created the triptych pictured here with one of my stencils, and if you leave me a comment on this post, you are eligible to win it. (Be patient–I have to OK comments). I am also posting to Facebook, so a comment there would also qualify. If you want to comment and are not my “friend,” just ask!

Am I just a little giddy? Of course I am. I love the Stencil Girl line, and being part of it is quite an honor. I am in great company.

Fantasy LifeP.S. Please see the notes on Stencil Girl about how I made this triptych. I will add further details at a later date, but today I am going to have fizzy drinks, and do wild dance steps, and say “Yahoo” a lot–really, really loudly.

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