“The first draft of anything is shit.” - Ernest Hemingway How apropos for my work. Sorry for the weed stint…very easy for me to do first thing in the morning…be present fully in my work…mornings provide a natural state of calmness…everything is still…quiet…kids busy with activity…get rid of all the bling…set intentions for the day. Finding it easier to manifest things these days…positive sign from the universe. (oil pastel)
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Weeds By The River 03
02Jul08
Weeds By The River 02
01Jul08
A sort of break from my usual…color work is refreshing…scribbling…more cathartic! Today need to decide what to donate to art auction to raise money for local Montgomery student for educational trip to Europe. I want to go. Maybe I will do something with these weeds…I could frame four of them and give as a set! (oil pastel on paper)
Weeds By The River
30Jun08
My morning sketch…relaxed in my astute way…sipping coffee…kids playing on the trampoline in the background…this is how I disappear…away from the world of thoughts in my head…senses fail me…scribbling away…the prettiest weeds I ever did see…dreaming again by the river…like I always do…you just never know…just moments…amusing and (8×10 oil pastel)
The Foolish Lover
10Apr08
My tarot reading…the lovers and fool card in areas of power and growth…my interpretation…new beginnings done with endless optimism. I did this cute sketch a month or so ago…in a flurry of my usual state of constant drawing…sketching…painting…creating…I did not think much of it…then today added some pencil to the oil pastel…well liking the randomness of it. I am watching Democracy Now on freespeech tv…why the corporate media feels the need to shield us from the horrible acts of terror…food riots…protests going on in the world today. The first step to healing is awareness…the world is at a tipping point…why not more outrage? Our president wants to be a spectator at the Beijing Olympics…calling it another sporting event…he thinks it is a sporting event. What a fucking idiot…I am sorry I had to say fucking…the Olympics is about promoting peace and brotherhood among all countries of the world coming together to compete as peaceful comrades. It is sad…our president does not recognize that his role as a world leader is to take a stance on the violence in Tibet…suggest a boycott or orchestrate a smart political strategy to stop the brutal and disturbing human rights horrors. I had a dinner party last night…was delighted to see the growth in my friends…I am not taking credit for their growth…as have learned much from them…yet do remember playful debates with these same friends who did not have a clue about the Iraq war…politics…or even voted…anyhow…last night was magic…the level of conversation taken to a new level…and how in a matter of six months…how much more aware my sisters have become. The power of the voice…I have stated time and time again…the importance of having conversations that matter…well last night…saw the complete shift in awareness…and thought how nice to be surrounded by loving friends who seem to get what I have been spouting out about the past year. We should make it daily practice to have conversations that matter…get one person to see the world through a peaceful lens…and hope they will in return…do the same for another…assist our brothers and sisters through the ascension process…it is happening fast. (oil pastel and pencil on paper)
Saint Patty’s Figure Work
17Mar08
Too easy for me these naked sketches…i need a new direction. We are finishing up the gallery art shoppe room today…very exciting…Gail is coming over to help me figure out how to do trimwork…watch Moulin Rouge for artistic decorating inspiration…then attend St. Patty’s Day party later…I do love to drink on this holiday…my Irish roots flourish…
On another note watched the first part of the John Adams miniseries on hbo…well worth it…I guess I did not have a clear idea how instrumental a forefather John Adams really was…makes me proud…as I am a descendant of both John Adams and John Quincy Adams…my leftist independence…it all makes sense to me now…the apple does not fall far from the tree…(7×7 oil pastel)
Resistance Is My Weakness
16Mar08
OK…so I got up early to make the kids a special breakfast…and well banged this out while I was waiting for them to get up. I was starting to miss my nudes. Here is something to think about…do you see elements of your personality and occasionally physical traits in your paintings? I do in my figure work…not always intentional…I think I draw or paint women with the same dreams…personality…ideals…as myself…only the artist can truly know this…just wondering if you can tell a lot about me by looking at my art. I guess I do mirror myself somewhat. (7×7 oil pastel)
Fifth Dimension 08
15Mar08
I am nearing completion of the fifth dimension series…need to focus on something else besides all this inner spiritual crap…no more reason to bloat about meditation. I finished painting the art shoppe…all I have left is trim work…which should take about a day…standing back looking at my work…an immense sense of pride…letting that go…hey if the art retail business is a flop…I could always do some carpentry work…possibly start an all female home carpentry business…now that would be hot…and could be a lucrative market for that…personally would rather hire a detail oriented - color coordinated female…I am taking the day off tomorrow to go skiing with kids…and pamper myself…(7×7 oil pastel)
Fifth Dimension 07
14Mar08
Friday…ahhhh! I am still in this fifth dimension state of mind…rewiring myself to emit love and compassion from my heart chakra…it is fricking hard…as little annoyances pop up in my mind…and instantly I am festering…thoughts of why I am annoyed…jealous neighbor…images of ex boyfriend…war veterans describing horrific experiences on tv…secret congressional meetings…hilary…telemarketers…why don’t i have more money…why can’t my second grader get 9 + 7 = 16…ok stop…no more negativity. Need to spend some time sending love to all my little nuances…in hopes when they pop up again in my mind…they will become less and less volatile. OOh la la…my imperfections…dramas…struggles. What is the value of pain and struggle…am I flunking earth school…struggling to pass my lessons…ok christine keep telling yourself to shift reality through compassion and love…come on…I am an intellectual and emotional being…I can figure this out…imagining 1000 electromagnetic magnets of happiness…universal law…like attracts like…the giddy tides are a changing…could be a celebratory day for Friday happy hour magaritas…free from the struggles…someone give hilary a tequila shot…(7×7 oil pastel)
Fifth Dimension 06
11Mar08
wow…had the fricking most awesome run this morning…ice crystals on the trees and eyelashes…mist coming off the river…spring fever hitting me…exercise has been a positive part of my life…without it…I would surely need some sort of antidepressant…running is the perfect sport for me at this time…as there is not a big investment…no equipment needed…do not need to drive anywhere…it fits in with my busy schedule…my schedule is going to get even busier with the opening of the art shoppe…will need to get the run over with first thing in the morning or first thing after the kids get on the bus…exercise helps to arrive in a space that requires toxic-free living…thinking…feeling…energy…must be clean and clear…eating a mostly macro-biotic vegetarian diet…to be honest…I am attracting these needs with great ease…as must be to maintain an overall state of harmony and wellness…the best way for me to increase my vibrational energy…get out and run…everything else in my day seems to fall into place after the run.
Today is my first big dreams meeting…not sure who is going to show up…friends…maybe just me and kids…the point being to dedicate time and space to create dreams…send me your big dreams…could be a challenge you are dealing with…growth area you want to explore…some other area of your life that could use a more energy…light…abundance…peace…healing….(7×7 oil pastel)
Fifth Dimension 05
10Mar08
This one sort of feels like my whirlwind of a day…early meeting…sawmill trip for baseboard trim…grocery store…quick run…short bath…vacuum first floor…cauliflower soup in slow cooker…kid homework…blog post…swept up in a vortex of nothingness…not sure when I will get off this fifth dimension kick…possibly when I transcend or something clicks inside me…that says you get it…move on…maybe move on to expanding and contracting time…is it possible…heck…anything goes these days…I need to work on my book…so many ideas…so many projects…my sabbatical is coming to an end…thus my dreams are taking shape…the little bohemian art shoppe is about to open…my fears still creep up on me…happily they do not stay long…as I do not let them… (7×7 oil pastel)
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