| Finally...Roadside America Adventure 2009 |
[30 May 2009|11:24pm] |
A trip to Alexandria IN to see...
What started out as a baseball sometime in the 1970's...
21,865 coats of paint later...
Shylee wondering what to make of it...it was after all her birthday and she was requesting Sponge Bob...not so square pants.
Coat 21,866.
Mike (the owner) helping me put the finishing touches down...
Mike posing with Sponge Bob not so square pants.
Happy Birthday Shylee!!!
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| Warning! - Christmas/2008 Wrap up Letter! |
[26 Dec 2008|06:30pm] |
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Ok so here's this years wrap up written by my cat. I couldn't find the time...
( Read more... )
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| No Covered Bridges |
[18 Oct 2008|11:46pm] |
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To my surprise I won an award/ribbon in the art show! The award was: Special recognition for outstanding work. I was very surprised actually when they called my name. A heart of gold (center tall piece) is what won.
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| Wedding... |
[23 Sep 2008|04:52pm] |
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[13 Sep 2008|10:14am] |
Today is the day...
43 years old and getting married...
Picked Loving you by Elvis to walk down the isle to! lol
It's probably going to rain today. Gotta roll with it.
Toodles!!!!!
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[23 Aug 2008|11:14am] |
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All three art pieces accepted in the art show!!!!
The Heart Series:
Home is where the Heart is. (June 21st post on my journal)
A Heart of Gold (August 5th post on my journal)
The Reveal (Capacity) http://www.9-ah.com/fine_art10.html
Does anyone know how to put a link that goes specifically to a certain post?
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| Busy... |
[22 Aug 2008|06:40pm] |
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Ok so you know that I got engaged...I guess I failed to mention that I am getting married September 13th! I've been busy...I will live in a much smaller house with two more cats and a recording studio...lol I'm having a garage sale next week needless to say...
A friend of mine is making my dress. I will post after the wedding. The recessional song (is that the correct term) may be Sonny and Cher I got you babe. For the life of me I have been trying to find an Elvis song to use to no avail...any suggestions? I want it to be fun - funny. I may stick with S&C but always open to hear what you guys got!!!!!!!!!!
Somebody really should have told me how hectic planning a wedding is especially when you live in Indiana and all of your family is in New York...Mom? Help? lol
Hope everyone has a wonderful weekend!
Toodles!
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| New art for tricia_joy! |
[05 Aug 2008|10:11pm] |
"A Heart of Gold"
Mixed media on wood.
Detail.
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| Ok finally - works in progress |
[21 Jun 2008|11:15pm] |
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Mostly done, posting especially for Angie. This is my Home painting...titled "Home is where the heart is." Yeah the title is a little corny but it just fits.
Mixed media on wood. Two horizontal boards under the main square board. Tea stained eyelet cloth, nails, maps of NY and Indiana, key (will swap out this key for a skeleton key), cardboard letters and acrylic.
Heart cut out of Indiana map.
This is a commission for a 10th year anniversary present also mostly done. 10 years = aluminum. Diet coke can crushed with pearls and playing card heart submerged in epoxy resin, aluminum foil, wood discs, textured paper, tissue paper, aluminum sheeting, plastic letters and acrylic on wood. Title is "Revived" named by the client.
Let me know what you think!
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[20 Jun 2008|08:11am] |
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A children's story I wrote two days ago (still could be tweeked) but this explains what has been going on with me for the past 3-4 years and how I am learning to heal from a past that was full of darkness. Tricia - this should explain my recent post somewhat! LOL
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There once was a little girl who wandered the forest looking for the perfect stone to fit into her stone heart. Years ago her heart was sealed up tight by mean forest creatures. Only one small hole remained in her heart. The hole was a very unusual shape - never seen before. She longed to seal it up because it sometimes leaked where the hole was and felt odd and sometimes even hurt. Sealing it totally up she thought would make those things not happen anymore.
One day while walking the path, she met up with a little boy. She could see that this little boy didn't have a heart of stone. His heart was shiny and bright and made out of gold but it had a lock on it and it was shut tight. He told the little girl that he was looking for the key to unlock his heart. The little boy looked into the little girls eyes and thought maybe she knew where it was. The little girl quickly turned away frustrated that he had interrupted her daily routine of searching for her stone. Flustered she said "No, I don't have your key nor know where it is, now I must be on my way." So they went their separate ways for the day.
Day after day however the little girl saw the little boy on the path where he had asked her if she knew where the key to his heart was. One day after walking past the boy searching for her stone, she heard a voice from the sky say "Little girl, you will never find such a stone shaped as what you are looking for, nothing on this earth will fill that odd little hole. To fill that hole, is to find God." The girl quickly asked "How do I find Him and how do I get God to fill the hole?" "You just ask." the voice said. The little girl, tired and weary from her daily journeys of searching the forest, getting burned by the sun in the open patches, bitten by snakes and insects thought that she would simply obey the voice in the sky. She was so tired of searching.
Soon after she asked to be filled, her stone heart started to crack. She cried because it hurt and she wanted it to stop but the stones fell to the ground around her feet. She was angry for a while that she listened to the voice in the sky but soon it stopped hurting. She looked down at her chest and saw an exposed flesh heart. She continued to look at it beating and shielded it from the sun, the snakes and the insects.
The little boy at that moment was walking up the path and saw the little girl sitting among a pile of stones. He noticed her heart. "What happened?" he said to her. "A voice from the sky told me to fill the hole in my heart with God. He told me to just ask and it would happen so I did. Then the stone started falling away and now this is what was under the stone." She said pointing to her chest. He said "Oh I know the voice in the sky very well - He is the one who told me to look in the forest for my key and I talk with Him while I am looking." The little boy moved close to her and looked into her chest. "What's that?" he said pointing to a shiny golden object hanging on the side of the exposed heart but she could not see it. He became excited, reached in and pulled it out. The little girl jumped being startled and frowned. The little boy looked at the object in his hand and smiled "It is a key!" and he instantly sought to see if it would open his heart. "It fits!" he exclaimed and they heard a loud click. The gold surround around his heart opened like a butterfly. Both little girl and boy watched it fly and they laughed. They sat there together with both of their hearts exposed watching the golden butterfly fly away.
Then the voice from the sky said "I see you have found each other and shown your true hearts. I have been waiting for this day." He then spoke a word they had never heard before and suddenly the little girls heart began to be covered over but this time in flesh. The little boys heart began to cover over too. They both smiled as they felt peace and joy and both realized then, that their search was over.
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| I am what? |
[19 Jun 2008|05:07pm] |
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I am...engaged!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
My used to be friend M who goes with me on most of my RA adventures is now my fiancé. That word sounds so weird.
No date set yet but most likely this year.
Hope everyone is well!!!!!!!
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| Hello |
[10 May 2008|07:38pm] |
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Wow, it has been so long, I forgot the html for making the subject header bold. Sheesh.
Not sure what I am doing as far as LJ goes. I may be closing this journal down. Lots of stuff going on in my life...moved...some art stuff...even roadside America trips but for some reason I lack the desire to post. I still look at my friends list often and comment as I love to see what's going on in ya'lls life and no, it's not fair that I am not writing about mine...It's just that things are going in another direction but I am just not sure what direction that is!
So having said that, I hope everyone is having a lovely Saturday.
Toodles!
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| I bought a toilet brush |
[22 Mar 2008|08:05am] |
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Yes I bought a toilet brush - that means I must be moving...Who wants to move an old toilet brush? Not me, so you buy another, a swift indication that yes, it is confirmed, you are moving. I am out of my lease and any lease for that matter and am moving into a big ol' house. It is temporary...but I rent month to month so I can look for something that I want. The house is for sale and totally out of my price range but they are renting to me for a price that is dirt cheap. All I can say is it is a blessing because it just doesn't make sense. Nothings wrong with the house and it's really big and very nice actually. Internet will be down a couple of days - as it is being turned on their on Monday. Hope you all have a nice Easter if you celebrate it.
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| Will be Greatly Missed |
[09 Mar 2008|11:57pm] |
My Aunt, Nancy Warren
September 30, 1954 - March 6, 2008
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[03 Mar 2008|11:11pm] |
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Written to my Aunt back in 1993. She is now dying of breast cancer. I don't know if she knows it yet.
A feather in your hair which fell from an angels wing floated upon a restless wave in the ocean. Deceived by it's anxiety you couldn't rest on the shore. So you walked upon the white sand which piled about your feet. The water colour bird of emerald sang it's last song within the bare trees of winter. It's bread crumb trail and yours hidden by the snow. If you only knew, the snow was made of icing you both could have tasted it's sweetness. And sew, you continued to look for a place of rest but found only frayed edges of a life you thought wasn't. You learned to mend it's hem and patch the holes of wear, the thinning thread holds the world.
And still you can hear the ocean though it is a thousand miles away but your footprints have been covered by raining thoughts of wonder. Where do you go from here for no trails are ahead. You stand alone in your uniqueness of one and only one.
You open your hand and let the clouds rest upon your palm. As you listen to the whisper of the wind.
You have looked across plastic columns at melting snow dripping through cracks as you float upon waves of icebergs. Feathers of angels wings rain upon your face leaving tears beneath your feet. Black sand piles upon the shore making it easy to sea the shells - discarded and out grown homes. You sing within your cage, emerald bird, hungry because the bread crumb trail was hidden by the whiteness if only you had tasted the snow - it was made of icing.
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| I am Purging |
[21 Feb 2008|04:52pm] |
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I am Purging...
No not in the eating disorder kind of way but in the getting rid of extra "stuff" I have accumulated throughout the years. Stuff that you don't look at forever but when you go through it you put it back in the box and say, "oh I might use that someday". Well I am trying to not put the items back in the boxes. I am mainly working on papers right now. Cards, letters and sentimental things going in one box. Blank notes and paper in another. While going through the x-beau's box. I found a funny paper.
It reads:
5 Year Plan 11.10.03
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Make a decision.
Be where I want.
Gallery.
Haha pretty vague. Do you think I made a decision in those 5 years? I hope I did and I have not been just floating around in limbo land. Ok so I can't remember what the decision was but I think it had to do with staying with or without the x-beau thus why it was in with the x-beau stuff. I did make a decision on that. So, then there is be where I want. Hmmm not sure where I want to be but I do know that I am most likely going to be moving somewhere in March. Not sure yet where but pretty sure somewhere. I hope it's where I want! Then the word gallery. Yes a dream is to have my own studio/gallery but I think I will settle this one as being achieved through my first two art exhibits I had last year. I think that qualifies good enough. I will have to come up with another 5 Year Plan now! lol
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| Vote for Luke! |
[19 Feb 2008|10:22pm] |
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Vote for Luke!
1.866.436.5708
He's from Cornville and I know his dad! lol
No - It wasn't a good song choice but give him a chance next week to show what he can do!!!!
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| My Grandmother |
[12 Feb 2008|09:20pm] |
Marian L. (Wheaton) Hemmes
December 1916 - February 2008
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[03 Feb 2008|12:18am] |
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My Gram passed away this evening around 9 pm. I will post a lovely photo of her when I get back from New York. My sister, baby Shylee and myself will be driving out there most likely Monday. Hopefully the weather will be ok.
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How does one paint the subject of hives...
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