Wednesday, April 30, 2008
Happy May Day!!! When I was a girl my mother told me how she would make paper baskets and fill them with flowers. The she would hang them on the neighbors doors, ring the bell and run and hide. She loved seeing the people full of smiles when they got there little present of flowers. I took great delight in following in her foots steps and making my own little May baskets for the neighbors. Later in life Mom volunteered at the hospital. She had the job of delivering the flowers sent to the patients by loved ones. She had two wonderful experiences. One was enjoying the beautiful flowers as she wheeled them through the halls. Next they were so happy and thanked her so much as if she had given them herself. Mom loved flowers so very much. When we lived in England the flower man would come by and she would buy fresh flowers. We never had that luxury in the USA but somehow it was just right for us in England.
I love my little May Day girl. I took this photo of an old Victorian Garden. I keep learning new things with Photo shop. I got a Wacom pad to draw with and make little lines around the flowers. I also cut out the blossoms and added them from the garden to the drawn flowers in her basket. I also picked some from the photo and placed them in her hand...I hope she sweetens your Day as I can't come and give each of you flowers on your door like I did as a kid but rather I give you my dear little May girl....
Thursday, April 17, 2008
is a beautiful woman. She writes the most moving posts, with prose and poetry, filled with lovely photo's and occasional paintings. She posted a sublime photo of the Twilight in PA that she called "A Tub full of Rainbow Sherbet" I used it in the back of this illustration.
As you know I am working on photo shop and my illustrations. I just love this little offering. Our worlds have blended. My yard in the snow & her part of the world have come together in sweet sherbet joy!
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
I am still working on my Portfolio. I plan to keep putting up new art while I work on it. It is so fun. Here we go.
I always loved this version of Nikki Nisse. He isn't right for my book but I think he would be a great card. I need to get on that. But I just messed with him in Photo Shop and played with the the Ajustment palette, Color Balance. I like it so much better now! Quick and I don't have to repaint him or draw again. I can print him on nice paper. Wow He has a great new life!!!
Monday, April 14, 2008
John had written a song for a China CD (never came out as our old label was not very nice though he did get a wonderful TV piece on a Seattle TV station where the song was featured) I had drawn this illustration for a song called "Light Heart Heavy Load". I colored it in photoshop and put it into a photo I took of the Japanese Flowering Cherry trees. I just took this photo while walking around the Oregon State Capital plaza and enjoying the beauty of the Flowering experience.
Friday, April 11, 2008
I thought it would be fun to use the Ginkgo leaf for the new one. I love Ginkgo, I planted a tree hoping to see the leaves fall and blow around the yard. They look like little fans.
The blue spot will be in blue black abalone shell. I am excited to see it on the guitar.
Ginkgo has wonderful symbolic meanings.
The Ginkgo tree is a phenomenon, an object of veneration, a sacred tree of the East, a symbol of unity of opposites, yin yang by some seen as a symbol of changelessness, possessing miraculous power, bearer of hope and of the immeasurable past, a symbol of love. Because of all its properties it is associated with longevity.
"my fascination and respect for this unique tree, a living fossil, unchanged since the time of the dinosaurs. It is the sole living link between the lower and higher plants, a symbol of longevity and is seen as one of the wonders of this world."
Late in November, on a single night
Not even near to freezing, the ginkgo trees
That stand along the walk drop all their leaves
In one consent, and neither to rain nor to wind
But as though to time alone: the golden and green
Leaves litter the lawn today, that yesterday
Had spread aloft their fluttering fans of light.
What signal from the stars? What senses took it in?
What in those wooden motives so decided
To strike their leaves, to down their leaves,
Rebellion or surrender? and if this
Can happen thus, what race shall be exempt?
What use to learn the lessons taught by time,
If a star at any time may tell us: Now.
from "The Western Approaches" , 1975
A dear little poem by Goethe. It was a love poem that he wrote and pasted two Ginkgo leaves on it for his beloved.
This leaf from a tree in the East,
Has been given to my garden.
It reveals a certain secret,
Which pleases me and thoughtful people.
Does it represent One living creature
Which has divided itself?
Or are these Two, which have decided,
That they should be as One?
I found the right answer:
That I am One and Two
Tuesday, April 1, 2008
A few summers ago you could see me and my cousin and her children sitting on a grass bump all painting away in this little village beach town. I really had a time of it trying to paint the roof tiles. But I looked at another painters work in the village and saw how he did it. I painted this little cottage in Oil. Aren't the Hollyhocks wonderful?
When I took my cousin's bike and rode it on the streets of Lokken Denmark I felt like I was a real Dane. Cousin Jenna was laughing so hard as I wobbled down the street. It had been a while...since I was on the seat of a bike. But I was so amazed to be in Denmark and the bike seemed to be just the thing to make it so real.