That's the way things happen.

Isn't it strange how things happen at the most inopportune times? My SD card has been working just fine for all this time and now that I got my blog up and going it has decided to give me problems. I can't download them to my computer. My daughter , which is a computer pro has told me what I have to do but that means I have to lose the pics that I have there. I have some darn good shots on that card! So I am hesitating, thinking maybe she's wrong. If any of you know how to help please let me know.

I have several projects in the works. Every work table in my studio has something started on it. I have 4 work tables. One holds my sewing machine. The other three are counter high so I can stand and move around when working on a collage or an assemblage. My studio goes from messy, disorganized to partly messy and disorganized to great all round. The last being the least often. I find that if I try to clean too much, it disrupts the creative process. But on the other hand I have a hard time getting started with something new with a really messy room. Opposite as it sounds I get inspiration from looking through all my bins, boxes, files, baskets and all the other clutter/ paper/ thingie holders. I also get inspiration by just looking at something. I think it is a common trait for creative people to do this. Some days I have so many ideas I exhaust myself just thinking about them. I try to stop because I can easily start going in circles, and not getting my already started projects done. I ask myself if I have some brain problem. I have lists and lists of ideas that I want to do. I do keep a notebook going at all times but I will grab anything to make a note because I know how fast I can forget the details. I would worry except for the fact that I have heard other creative people say that they too do this. I do finally finish my projects but I wish I could be more focused on one or two at a time. This is one reason that I have had a site on Etsy in like forever but without a darn thing on it. I am going to promise myself that I am going to attend to Etsy very soon. There! I've promised in writing. That means I must.

Play-doh sculptures will live on.

Spending a day with with my little buddy is such fun. The only problem creating with play-doh is finally having to mash it all up to fit it back in the can. That isn't so hard though when you have a photo to remind you of what you made in an afternoon. You can tell by the smile that she is quite proud. Maybe next time she can sculpt her version of Michaelangelo's David, completely attired of course.

Earth Day 1970 and beyond.

I remember the first Earth Day celebrated here in America. I watched the gatherers for the environment on television which were held on the White House Mall and sites around the country. We all wanted to participate in some way.



I was a high school sophomore and when I think back I am so proud of our school. I don't know whose idea it was but the plan was to have the military bring their vehicles from nearby Ft Campbell and take student to collect trash and treasures placed on the street and taken to the landfills. It was a great day. A friend and I worked our behinds off jumping off the truck tossing in bags while our cute soldier drove us around. My city was buzzing with the activity of all the military trucks and energetic students. I forget the statistics from that day. How many truck were filled etc... but I know we were very proud of ourselves. This day as I look back was not exactly what Senator Gaylord Nelson had in mind when he founded Earth Day. But what it did for me is to remind me every year of what I did in my own little way to help our world. I have never worked that hard on Earth Day since, but this year, in light of all we know, I think I will sleep on it tonight and decide on a plan for Earth Day 2009.

Thank you, mother nature, for color.

I love color. I can guess what your thinking, everyone does. But I think that color-love happens in varying degrees with people. That is probably why some wear very flamboyant colors and yes, I know they probably like attention too. But think of how people choose art. Some like bright and vibrant, some muted pastels and some of course a mixture of both. The point I am making is that I might choose a nice painting for my home that is softly shaded, but my eye undoubtedly was stuck on the vivid colored canvas hanging down the way.

I have heard that your eye is not a good judge to remember color shades. I mean, for example, say you are trying to match the shade of blue on your sofa with a few yards of fabric to make accessories but you have forgotten to bring a swatch. Can you match that shade? I am not totally lost at matching by memory but I had a friend that was right on almost every time. She would say, "Oh I have a sweater that exactly matches your skirt." And she would!

When asked what my favorite color is I always say either pink or purple. But the truth is I would have to go into a bit more detail because every color is beautiful in the right place.
So with that said, today for my first blog post, I celebrate , mother natures great gift, wonderful, exciting color.