Haiku May 28, 2013 Smell of Grease Paint

Scent of fresh cedar

Brand new possibilities

Unwrap white canvas.

Art Prescription:  Like actors who love “the smell of grease paint,” I love the smell of a new canvas. Cedar is often used to make stretcher bars for canvas. So when I unwrap a fresh white canvas my studio becomes scented with possibilities!!

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Haiku May 22, 2013 Programed to Bloom

Programed to bloom pink

Roses explode with spring glee

Blush with rich color!!

Art Prescription:  The garden is taking off now…roses, phlox, Gerber daisies! The roses are always so fresh. We cut them and bring them inside to enjoy their natural perfume. What’s blooming in your yard?

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Haiku May 12, 2013 The Lesson

Unmistakable

The universal language

A mother and child.

Art Prescription: It doesn’t matter which language is spoken, the caring guidance of a mother is universally understood. Research shows all humans use the same tone when talking to babies. Mothers seek with gentle love to keep their children safe, healthy, and happy. They hurt when you hurt, soar when you soar, and are always there to encourage you to be the best you can possibly be!! Thanks, Mom! I love you!

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Haiku May 3, 2013 Parts of a Whole

Final coat of paint.

The muse looks and nods and cuts!

Parts greater than whole!

Art Prescription:  The last few posts including today’s are all part of one painting. After several layers of reworking, this piece was just not happening. When you feel stuck with art, go for a walk and see what happens. I came back from my walk and began to cut the one piece up into about 5 small trading card size miniatures. Each one had an interesting texture and spoke to me.  I worked quickly with pen and ink feeling satisfied with all my parts!! Try it!

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Haiku April 28, 2013 Spring Cleaning

Save for rainy day.

Boxes, bags, and tubs of stuff.

Spring clean, the garage!

Art Prescription:  What is it about us humans that we like to save stuff? Can’t discard something, because we might “need” it in the future. The future arrives and we find ourselves sorting through things we haven’t seen in a while, and still we feel attached. “That was my grandmothers,” or “from my childhood,” or “so and so gave that to me.” And so my rainy day was spent cleaning and clearing and my feng shui is alive and well!!

This is actually something I won’t part with…a charming cabinet made by my grandfather! Love it!

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