I didn’t quite to do much over the past week and my Friday Five so I’m able to tick off only number 3 and 5 from last week’s list. As that is the case, this week’s Friday Five stays pretty much the same with a tweak or two.
5. Go back to my Art Journal Every Day entries this weekend and hopefully do some journaling. There just hasn’t been enough time and energy to give into art journaling lately but I am hopeful that I will manage a post or two this weekend.
I’ve been trying to do this during breaks and when I can find a quiet moment to sit. Even in the water park, I sat on a deck chair and scribbled. It took three tries before I got the whole anthem to fit on the sheet, and now I know how big (or how small) the lettering should be on my postcard. It’s not quite finished though, yet. I have to fill in some ‘unpainted’ gaps on the paper and again apply the distress ink on the edges. Or not.
I went back to work today and had to rush through a book I had to pull together for the boss. I literally had to tell people to call tomorrow or next week to follow up on other requests because I had no energy to tackle anything else besides focus on the boss. We had a few good laughs — and laughter on a busy day is always good.
I wanted to try my hand on the daily prompt but it would’ve taken my 100 % concentration to muster a coherent post given the task. So I just let it go.
I’m busy trying to make my mind up about going on a personal field trip (again) to see a craft fair show, this time in West Springfield, MA on Sunday. I can do it by bus but it would mean getting to the city before 8AM. The trip will take around 3 1/2 hours, which is good — because it means I don’t have the whole day to browse and do damage to my bank account. LOL I’m just a little reluctant because the boy has a project due on Monday. I guess it all depends on how much we get to accomplish this Saturday.
I wanted to be able to get more dies (to use with my die-cutter) and spray inks, etc. I wanted to see more demos and more stores… (I’m starting to feel giddy happy just thinking about it.)
The thing is I’m on solo duty until Saturday evening. I would’ve gone Saturday, but I have to stay home. Oh, well.. at least it’s Friday — finally!
I’m really self taught when I do my art. I walk into Utrecht and I feel intimidated by the rows upon rows of serious art supplies. But I love handling them and looking through the different types of paints, papers and canvasses. My feet normally drag me down to their polymer clay aisle, but from time to time, I stray. =) Same thing when I go into Michael’s, although that is mostly for the crafting side of me. And as working with art materials is more of a hobby for me, I try to be careful with which supplies I choose to purchase. So I like that I can try one piece of a whole wall of something — like the Art Design markers which I am now totally hooked on.
For “lessons”, I rely on the genuises and the instructors on the net. For inspiration, I always stop by Julie Fei-Fan Balzer’s blog and read up on her posts and pick up other artists links from there.
I really should be bloghopping more, but I don’t have the time. That’s the same reason my blog roll disappeared from my sidebar — plus a lot of my favorite bloggers had long abandoned blogging or had taken down their sites. =( (Missing Jher and Jerome in particular.) I am going to try visiting other blogs again, though, and hopefully share my “discoveries” here so I can take note and keep going back.
I picked up this set of Metallic Acrylic Dabbers a few days back, and I’m trying it out over watercolor for a layout I’m doing using a silhouette of Angelo’s. I had a lot of fun using it and I can’t wait to finish the layout this weekend (or maybe even tomorrow.) I tried to be sparing in applying it, blotting a bit here and there and then “spreading it around” with the dabber itself. I’m looking forward to experimenting with the dabber while using my rubber and clear stamps.
It’s even better in the photograph! I can’t wait to finish this layout…It’s a take on this photo of Angelo taken two years ago in Washington DC.
I’ve been keeping busy at home and hoping to get more things listed this weekend. I promised two favorite customers and friends the pieces they requested and I’m well on my way. (Lou, still piecing together your request, and Cora, I’m working on the opera-length necklace.) I think I’m back in the groove as far as creating again is concerned.
I always say that you’ll never know or learn unless you venture to try something yourself. And one can never stop learning, even when you trip all over yourself trying to get something done. So I keep creating backgrounds in my spare time, and I’ve even got one waiting in the wings for a collage of newspaper clippings.
There is a rhyme and reason to it all no matter how frivolous it may seem.
I don’t know why the word just came to mind as I took a picture of my zentangled Christmas background so I could talk about it here, and as I am waiting for my e-mail to reach the server and help me transfer my photograph to my laptop, the word just popped up, and two people in particular.
First, though, here’s what’s become of my Christmas card — still a work in progress, but you can see that save for the inside portion of the Christmas tree were the front caption would be and a patch on the upper right hand, the background has been completed! You can see 7 parols or lanterns in the background, and around it I filled the spaces between with different patterns. I tried starting with the middle portion but that proved very wasteful as far as paper was concerned, so I’m putting it off for until I am done with the whole thing.
I think I might make my after-Thanksgiving-mailing target after all!
Back to the business of forgiveness. I have always been honest about my inability to easily let go of a grudge. If not a grudge, pain. I consider myself pretty liberal and tolerant when it comes to accepting others for who and what they are, so when someone falls of my “good” list, it is almost next to impossible and definitely improbable to get back on.
That’s why I would think that the people who know me very well would know that to lose me is to lose me forever. I know, that sounds so final. But it should be when you consider how I forgiving I am. So I am not a saint after all, because while I seem to have a bottomless supply of forgiveness, when one loses the right to be forgiven, it never comes.
To be someone’s sister she never had
I have someone who used to be a very dear friend who was practically like a sister to me. The feeling was mutual — or so I thought. I thought this was one forever friend. In fact I would go out of my way to help her out and to listen and encourage her. But one relationship she had and my opinion of it didn’t quite sit squarely with her personal opinions — and that meant the end of “you’re the sister I never had,” and all that love. I had thought it would pass — that we would eventually find our way to each other again, until I got an invitation to her wedding two weeks before it was to happen on the other side of the coast. So forget about the 14-day advance booking or saving for a gift or getting the right dress. My heart shattered to pieces. And what hurt the most was when I was told “only my family” knew about the preparations — so I thought a “sister (one) never had” was “family”. I felt as though I had pictured our friendship to be something it was not. Reality check.
She tried to renew ties several times, but when you tell someone you have hurt that you hope they will one day learn to accept what had happened, it feels like a slap in the face — and an affirmation that you were wrong about the kind of friendship you thought your shared. I did learn and accept that I wasn’t that important a person to this “friend” after all.
I am not mad.. I wish her well. But the past four years have seen us as strangers. I think it is best to keep things that way. I don’t know how I would react if we sat in front of each other. I don’t want to cause her nor myself any more pain or disappointment. We are just better off not being part of each other’s lives anymore. Forgiven, yes. But I am human, I am no saint as I said. The chasm that has grown between us is no longer bridgeable.
On my end, I feel grateful that it happened when it happened, painful as it was. Sometimes it takes forever to find a friend and nurture a friendship — and it may take as long or even longer to find out who one’s true friends are. Better to have realized what I thought wasn’t there was really not there, rather than keep believing in something that wasn’t real.
I have no ill will or feelings — I am hoping the choices made were worth it and have brought this person happiness. Just as I have found myself feeling truly blessed with what I have right now.
I just wish people would realize that forgiveness does not always result in reconciliation. There are things just some things that once broken can no longer be put together and made whole again.
I’ve had these layouts since our trip to Orlando week of August 20, and while I’ve had them in my tote since, I have barely progressed beyond the initial concept. I don’t even have any for the one on the far left which, for now, is just background paper.
After signing up for another month of Art Journal Every Day for this September, I’m trying to get started with this backlog so I can “catch up”. Again there is the dilemma of just not having enough hours in a day. I am hoping that I can do a few strokes here and there — maybe a heart every now and then and hopefully get these three layouts done before the week is done. I feel like it’s almost useless lugging around my watercolor set in the tote as well, given that my days have been very busy of late.
I’m trying to stick to my original plan to have my work go around a single word and then work around it. “Fun” is just a start although I already know what I want to put down for that. I can think of other words I want to do a layout around but I don’t want to start something now and leave these three hanging. So it will have to wait.
There are days when I wish I could be creating constantly but the inspiration or the will or the time is just not there. The past couple of days has seen a spurt of creativity, though, and I’m getting ready to post several earrings and a simple leaf skeleton necklace in my Etsy shop, GothamChick.
I’m also currently working on three pieces for my Art Journal Every Day project. I didn’t realize that doodling in an organized and not organized fashion at the same time would fuel the inspiration to get going with my 28 hearts. I might actually get to finish the goal I had set at the start of the month. Even Angelo has been inspired seeing something that he knew was spurred by his famous line, “Mommy, can I tell you something? I love you..”.. so I had to create something similar for him to color and work on.
I have had to deal with some mistakes, though, and it’s a good thing that I’m working with a simple shape — a heart — so I’ve managed to undo the mistake by cutting out the heart and pasting them onto a new sheet. I’m done zentangling for the next couple of hours to get to the more lucrative side of actually putting up new pieces for sale in the shop. (Now if I can only re-install my blackberry desktop software so I can lift the photos from the bb to upload..)
There’s the laundry that needs folding and hopefully, a few pages on the kindle.