Good Harbor

This morning I decided to go for a petite jog,

accompanied by veda

(who is finally looking a lot less beastly).

The tones of the sky meeting the water were serene.

The crash of the waves beating the shore were bliss.

The sun on my face seemed to breathe a little extra life into my body as I worked on finding that rhythm in inhaling and exhaling.

It is nice to have the movement.

I am thankful for movement.

Hope you are enjoying a balmy, sunny Tuesday.

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xo

Springtime coziness

For years now I have been trying to find more time (and gathering knowledge about) dyeing using plants and other natural things. I finally found a wonderful friend who is a wealth of information, not only about naturally dyeing, but plants in general. A woman after my own heart since I also work with plants in many different ways.

Finally, I have been playing around with indigo.

I have been seeing blue lately, it is in all of my work, if not the only major color in my paintings and my natural dyeing seems to be no exception. I have a few scarves that I had dyed and have been wearing around for a while and I love them so much that I decided to share with you.

This cowl is light and cotton and perfect for a balmy (or not so balmy) day.

I especially love the little star-burst of blue that is on one side.

Find it HERE.

Just in time for Spring

New in the shop.

Found objects made into art.

Crocheted river stone from a journey to the Catskills.

HERE.

Indigo and ink

It was somewhat warm enough to play around with indigo.

I had a few things that needed dyeing to cover up my bad laundry skills, ie: putting a red garment in with light colored clothing. That is what I get for being lazy and not separating (which I NEVER do!). Maybe it is a blessing in disguise, maybe it makes for unintended creative effort. I mean, said garments did get a new dye-job, therefore a new lease on life...

The rest were some fabrics/scarves I had dyed before but wanted to over-dye because the color was too light, or the dye didn't get into the middle of the fabric.

I'm happy with the outcome.

What was left of the dye vat I am storing in this glass jar.

I hope I can do some more dyeing in the next couple of days.

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I have been in the studio for the last few days working on some new things. I am looking for a new place to make prints and cards. Or maybe investing in a printer to do it myself, any suggestions?

Hope you all enjoyed the weekend!

xo

Living in an artful way

" I was not in a position to say I will not continue painting or I will continue painting...

I am preoccupied with trying to know myself in order to communicate with others.

Painting is not separate from life. It is one. It is like asking - do you want to live?

My answer is yes- and I paint."

-Lee Krasner

While browsing through pinterest, I came upon this pin.

Lee's quote about working perfectly describes how I feel about creating art.

And although, I find it a bit unoriginal to say, I don't know anything else.

I have heard the question many times:

"Does art imitate life or does life imitate art?"

I think that is a silly question because for me they are one in the same.

Art is more a way of life than that of a mere skill to be practiced (although it does require persistence and practice, obviously). I think, for many artists/crafters, it is a necessity, it is a way of finding and learning about oneself. It is so much more than just making something. I am fascinated with how life and the world around us can be interpreted through art. Sometimes it is tangible, sometimes it really is not, but whatever it may be it is a way of evolving, learning and discovering both what is known and unknown.

Art, like life, is so simple and so complex.

I find art to be such a simple word for such a broad scope. It covers styles, techniques, materials and mediums, but I feel like it goes much deeper than that. I feel that art can cover everything pertaining to existence right down to a breath, seeds sprouting and pushing up through the heavy earth, the way snowflakes are formed, the sound of waves crashing on rocks, and even the simple act of an everyday human routine. Everything we do can be interpreted artistically, even routine. Routines are part learned, part comfort, part emotion and part expression of that moment in the day. I love to observe routines. I find that routine, much like prayer, is a way to focus, reflect and organize the art of everyday and make it tangible, or make a path from one artistic form to another of artistic expression.

Every minute of the day is an opportunity to live in an artful way.

I hope you are enjoying it!

xo

Crazy Brave

"East is the directions of beginnings. It is sunrise.

When beloved Sun rises, it is an entrance, a door to fresh knowledge.

Breathe in the light. Call upon the assistance you need for the day.

Give thanks.

East is how the plants, animals, and other beings orient themselves for beginnings, to open and blossom.

The spirit of the day emerges from the sunrise point."

-Joy Harjo

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I can't quite remember where I saw that someone suggesting to read this book (was in you, Prairie Girl?), but so far I am entranced with how Joy Harjo speaks and shares her stories.

Her words are stories, are wisdom brought through her from the divine, the collective, but they are her words.

She sees beyond this existance and merges spirit and soul with earthly being.

"Because music is a language that lives in the spiritual realms, we can hear it, we can notate it and create it, but we cannot hold it in our hands"

So beautiful, I can feel her deep connection and passion for the stories she is sharing in this book.

I am eager to read on!

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What books have you been reading lately?

I have to admit, I don't read as much as I would like to.

It has taken me a long time to even like reading because I start off very slowly and have a hard time settling in. I don't even really know what I like to read, I guess it all depends.

I go by word of mouth when choosing books since I find the book descriptions utterly useless.

I am, however, headed out to pick up this one at the library.

(Suggestions are also welcomed!)

Hello, Kitty

This kitty just showed up one day at the back door.

We have no clue as to whether she is a stray or not, but she is awfully friendly and cuddly and doesn't seem to care about the dogs. Actually she just goes right up and starts rubbing around their legs.

She keeps trying to non-chelantly walk into the house with us when we go in, I wish I could let her in.

But truth be told I fear for her, for if she were to get in, oh the damage my little birdy would inflict!

In reality, I worry about the safety of Posey if a cat were to be in the house. I leave her cage open for her to play on top or climb around while I am home.

Oh, poor kitty! She is so sweet!

And if I had a barn... Well, I would most certainly let her stay there.

(Since I refuse to have an indoor cat again... Litter boxes = YUCK!)

Until then, I will sneak her some food and go out and give her cuddles when I have a chance.

All that aside, I think (I hope) she might have a real home and is just curious/friendly/adventurous since she doesn't seem to be starving and wasn't soaking wet last night when she came to visit during the storm.

So that has been going on.

Now I am off to try and avoid doing my taxes.

Ugh!

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Hope you all have a joyful Wednesday!

xo