The Mountain Day Fall Festival experience from last month has slowly digested and is now percolating. It was a gorgeous day, cloudy to begin but with a bit of help from the wind, the sun emerged and warmed us all. Our fourteen year old son was my compadre from before sunrise till sundown. We drove down the mountain while it was still dark, the car packed the night before with booth setup gear and a tub with my artwork. Continue reading “Labyrinths . . .”
What you need:: Magazines, and art supplies (read about them here).
Candles, music, a bouquet or a posy of flowers, tea, and company, as well as any other additions you dream up to setting your space, to be with creative practice are optionally limitless!
“A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step” ~Lao Tzu Continue reading “Springing Up”
It is raining as I write. It has been raining for two days under gray skies. Early this morning a cloud of black moved as one, winged its way over tree tops to the East, caawing loudly. The creek is swollen, rushing water forcing leaves and branches from where they’re piled up thickly, white waves bouncing along over submerged rocky banks. The Moon is in the constellation of The Archer, the Sun, Venus, and Neptune are together in that of The Waterbearer. My thoughts meander along into the domain of Anahita.
Anahita. Ancient Iranian Mother Goddess, all the waters of the world spring from her, the source of ever flowing Aban. Earth Goddess of plants, fertility and wisdom. Continue reading “Landing”
“The great opportunity is where you are. Do not despise your own place and hour.
Every place is under the stars, every place is the center of the world.”
– John Burroughs
What you need: a 20-30 minute space in which to creatively respond, paper and art supplies, a candle, music, fellowship should you choose to gather, light the flame, and wonder collectively
“Gaze into the fire, into the clouds, and as soon as the inner voices begin to speak . . . surrender to them.
Don’t ask first whether it’s permitted, or would please your teachers or father or some god.
You will ruin yourself if you do that. ”
– Hermann Hesse Continue reading “Wonder”
What’s moving now:: turning old paintings, mine and our childrens’, those big ones that’ve been around for a long while, into smaller ones, compost of sorts.
Started with a big sheet that’s been sitting for a while holding an acrylic painting of big flowers. Space keeper. Tore it into four and glued a spontaneously picked picture from magazines onto one. Then followed the lead of the image with paint, and played until a painting came through.
Continue reading “One Word”
“Bamboo shadows sweep the stairs,
But no dust is stirred.
Moonlight penetrates the depths of the pool,
But no trace is left in the water.”
One of my favorite lunar tales from India is about Soma, the Moon God. He was married to King Daksha’s 27 daughters, each living within a small portion of the twelve astrological constellations in their own lunar mansions. Continue reading “Art of The Moon”
Supplies to begin an art practice are paper, coloring implements, a notebook, gesso, glue and old credit cards, pen, pencils, and scissors.
Depending on how limited or limitless your time and resources are, paper can be as simple as a Canson 9 x 12 heavyweight watercolor paper pad, which holds multiple applications of paint, collage, and media quite well. Continue reading “Basic Materials”
Making an art journal with a very old, much loved and used cookbook starts with one cookbook that has well-stitched pages and a tub of glue::I use mod podge and glue three pages together, then three more, then another three and leave them open to dry before moving on to the next lot. Before gluing, I’ll tear out pages then go to the corresponding side and tear out the set that’s on that side of the stitchery, thinning the book this way as it tends to get bulky with time and collaging. I like to get all my pages glued before beginning arting in books, but it’s not necessary and I know folks who glue as they go along instead. I work on our dining table, which I keep covered with an old shower curtain.
A little taste of our first showing, came completely by surprise through the local newspaper . . . which Layla reads with a comb most thorough. She saw the call for artists for the bazaar hosted by the Buena Vista Arts Council, first I’d heard of it! Followed through by calling the number and next thing we were toting boxes with all our makings to set up a table, which was super fun to do up a little nook in a big space amongst other artists. When we were done it looked like so:
Continue reading “Winter Art & Craft Bazaar”