Tuesday, September 26, 2006

Another realization

So, doing my daily deep-thinking in the shower again... ;o)

I have realized that I can obsess about planning for a show. I make lists...lots of 'em. Matter of fact, I probably have 3 or 4 in my purse at this very moment and I have a new one started on the dining room table.

...but, if I forget something or don't have everything figured out down to the last iota...I just don't seem to care as much as I used to. Life is more fun if it's spontaneous when it can be, right? I think I'm just getting in touch more and more every day with the creative me. Life is just more exciting if you just "let it happen and go with the flow..."


Monday, September 25, 2006

5 more days to prepare...

I think I have everything pretty well under control for the show this weekend. I have quite a few pairs of earrings and focal beads. I have a few bracelets too. Rudy is getting the tables for me from work...still need some fabric. I'm thinking a burgundy satin...I saw some at Hobby Lobby that I liked. Also iron-work is on sale there this week too, so I'm going to look for something neat to display some earrings on. I also have some pretty purply sparkley pieces of fabric that I want to use too. I have the canopy which I'll go and set up on Friday. I'm a little stressed about the weather...worried about rain and wind. I'll take some pics at the show for sure.

A few notes about my dad. His catheter is out, after having to wear it for 5 months. He's feeling pretty darn good about that. He still has some pain in his back...they found a tumor on his spine, so that's why he feels the pain. But, he's not taking as much pain medication as he was. He's enjoying the football season...his favorite time of year. I think I can say, all in all that the prostate cancer and the tumor they found on his spine have not slowed him down much at all. I'm very thankful that he's relatively happy and not depressed or down about his condition.

Evan is playing in his first varsity golf tournament today :o) I may go out and walk 9 holes with him...just waiting for him to call me with his tee time. All is well...

Here is a pic of a necklace that one of my favorite buyers made with some beads of mine. Isn't it beyootiful?

Wishing you all a great week,

Wednesday, September 13, 2006

Monday, September 11, 2006

Remembrance and Honor ~ 911

This is a cottonwood tree carving that is just down the street from me. It was just completed by the artist about a month ago. What I hear is that the Bear signifies terrorism and the eagles, America. The bear never reaches the are two different sides. Not sure what they are hanging onto...either ears or corn, bananas or chiles?

Hugs, all...

Friday, September 01, 2006

How well do you know yourself?

I was doing my usual deep thinking in the shower this morning (don't laugh), and I realized that finally, at this age (47 in January) I really do know myself pretty well...and that's comforting.

I realize it's hard to get to know people when you communicate mostly with them on-line, so what I thought I would do is write today a bit about *me* as *I* see myself.

First off, I'm very honest...almost to a fault. Sometimes, I probably say things I shouldn't. I don't like anyone to be the boss of me. I know what I want, and I don't want anyone else to try and influence me. I like to know what's happening in the world and with my friends, but I don't want to be in the middle of anything. I'd be happy to give you my opinion on something if I think it will be of value to you. I know that life is not a fairy tale. There are days when it all comes crashing down around me, and I can cry and vent about it. There are days when I know why I'm here and mostly those are the kind of days I have. I am a very lazy person, but an incredibly hard worker. If I know something needs to get done, I don't procrastinate. However, when it comes to my art...I can wait until it calls to me. I don't want any help in creating my art. I want it to be all me. I can drown in color...I love it so much. I think about color all the time. I'm very stubborn. My kids are keeping me young. I don't feel my age at all. I admit to being a little vain. I like looking at good-looking people. Art is everywhere, playing an instrument, writing a song or a book, singing, painting,'s all art and it all speaks to me. I feel lucky to have been able to *find* myself. I knew I was here all along... *sigh* Thank G-d for my husband. He really has no idea what he has allowed me to do these past few years. He's let me do my thing, even though he obviously feels pressure bringing home almost all the bacon. What I make with my art is really just enough to know that people like my i just keep plugging along. It does get lonely here at home sometimes, but I know my best art is yet to's there inside of me, just shouting at me every day wanting to get out. I don't know if all of this rambling is making a lick of sense, but it feels good. After my shower tomorrow...I may know even more about myself. I'll let ya know :o)