Saturday, August 27, 2011

patina grandma

First of all I want to thank Mary Nasser for inviting me to her art blog hop. If that's how you ended up here today - thank you as well! If you arrrived here via some other method click the button on the right to check out some of the other players in the
 Art Blog Hop and treat yourself to some eye candy and inspiration.

Now about Patina Grandma - I started my third Strathmore Visual journal yesterday and wanted to share.




I love the illustrations by Ch Geoffroy and when I saw this one on the left I immediately thought of my husband's grandparents' wedding picture. I see so many similarities between Grandma and the woman in the illustration: her long neck and long nose, hairstyle, veil style, their expressions, and posture to name a few. So that's where the imagery came from.

As I was digging through my stash I found the plastic slide that I treated with a faux patina finish a long time ago and decided that would work. When I found the Webster's definition of patina I knew I had to use it because Grandma, like patina, grew more beautiful with age. I can only guess at that last statement since I didn't meet her until she was 83 but I was blessed to know her for 16 years and in my eyes she only grew more beautiful in her looks, her faith, and her kindness.

Back to the journal page - it is done using acrylic paints, gesso with punchinella and some edging with charcoal pencil and inks. Thank you for stopping by and may you become a beautiful patina as you age as well.

renee

Thursday, August 18, 2011

no butterflies

We have a niece getting married next month (congratulations Danielle & Corey) and I went home for a bridal shower last weekend. I had a great time spending the day with my sisters-in-law. On my drive back home however, thinking back on the day, I was getting so teary-eyed I just about had to pull over and slap myself silly.

In looking back over the years it seems we all sort of went our own way. We spread out in 4 different directions and each got busy with our own lives, children, jobs, etc. Now however, the kids are growing up and starting lives of their own; jobs have come and gone; and it seems like we've come full circle. 




I think as we've grown and learned a few life lessons over time we've come to realize how much we've missed being with family. But like the saying goes "If nothing ever changed, there'd be no butterflies". Talk to someone in your family today :)

Thanks for stopping by...

Renee

Friday, August 12, 2011

something new...

You know how you can be going along on your own merry path and all of a sudden you get a wrench in your gears and things go a whole different direction?

My mom, who some of you know is 93 years old and still living alone, was pretty sick this past week. I think it's been coming on for a long time but finally came to a head on Saturday. She'd fallen during the night and had lost 8 pounds in 3 days. My brother and his wife took her to the ER where they put her on IV fluids for several hours, diagnosed a UTI and said she could no longer live alone and we needed to contact a nursing home. Not the news any family wants to hear.

I brought her home with me to recuperate a bit and to give her time to accept the fact that she cannot be on her own any longer. We would have her move in with us but she doesn't want to stay here because all of her friends are 125 miles away. Plus we have 3 dogs and we are messy folk!

Well, feisty woman that she is - the antibiotics have kicked in and she's doing better than she's been in months. She's bound and determined to get back to her apartment. She's making maple frosting for long johns right now and asked if she could clean my stovetop after dinner tonight. I said "heck yes and here's the windex so you can do the windows too"! jk

My siblings and I admire her spunk and yet are often frustrated by it. We caved... she is going back to her apartment tomorrow morning with the understanding that she has to eat, drink and take her meds  every day as well as wear her life alert pendant at all times. Any setbacks and a nursing home will have to be the next step. We're hoping it will work out for her.

So while mom has been here I've not been able to work in my art room so worked on an art journal page from my kitchen table. I thought the easiest thing to use would be water color pencils. I quickly learned that I suck at watercolor so pulled out my acrylics, pan pastels and oil pastel crayons to finish the project. That's fine though because now I know that watercolor is not for me but at least I tried something new.

What about you?



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