Author: humoringthegoddess

I am a writer of fantasy fiction that often surrounds middle-aged women. I am a married mother of two and granny to three, a BoHo Chic kinda gal. I am recently retired and busier than when I worked 9-5. But writing and blogging is my main game.

My Non-Bucket List

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I have returned from a week of springtime ocean waves and beach in Destin, Florida. I am sunburn (tourist), jet-lagged (19 hours of driving one way), and sweetened out (Buc-ee’s Beaver Nuggets). I also had a marvelous time with my hubby, son, grandkids, and assorted other family members.

One of the things I’ve always wanted to do was walk the beach somewhere. Florida supplied that magical moment, although, being a little stiff these days, I was also content to sit on my balcony and watch the crashing waves with a cup of coffee and a blanket.

Which got me thinking … was this a Bucket List moment?

I don’t have a Bucket List per se. There’s so many things I’d love to do the rest of my life that my bucket list would be more than 20 pages long.

Bucket lists are made of those things one wants to do before they die. I’ve known people who have put parasailing alongside kissing the Blarney Stone as Bucket List must-haves. Other lists include seeing the Southern Cross, eating macaroons in France and spotting a whale in the ocean.

All admirable goals.

There is something so final about completing one’s Bucket List, though, that makes me not want to make one.

I’ve never had one single overwhelming desire to do much of anything during my 70-odd years of living here on Earth. I have experiences in my past that I remember to this day that, looking back, could be counted on a Bucket List. I sat at the same table at Le Recrutement Café in Paris that I once saw in a photograph; I saw the King Tut mask when it visited the Art Institute in Chicago in 1977; I was at the Beatles in concert at Comiskey Park in Chicago in August of 1965.

These memories weren’t on any list — they were just opportunities that came my way through the years.

Yet standing on the beach watching sunset over the ocean was no doubt something I wanted to experience before I left this world. That moment of beauty, of cosmic connection, was something to experience. It was a different connection than watching moonrise over the fields or sitting on a tree stump in the middle of the woods, both of which I’ve done too.

My take on the whole Bucket List thing is that one needs to think about what experiences are actually possible and which will never happen. Honesty can be a downer, but I also believe in the lemons-to-lemonade theory.

You can cross things off of your Bucket List every day.

Can’t make it to the upcoming Van Gogh: The Roulin Family Portraits at the Museum of Fine Arts Boston? Attend a local art gallery’s exhibitions. Can’t fly to the Metropolitan Opera House to hear Rossini’s Il Barbiere di Siviglia? Listen to the Met’s Saturday Matinee Broadcasts on public radio. Can’t experience sunset on the Hawaiian shore? Find a quiet spot and watch the sun set over your own town or city.

I’m not downplaying Bucket Lists. I may start one just to narrow down what I’d like to see and do before I check out the big Taj Mahal in the sky.

Until then, I’m setting achievable Bucket List goals.

Don’t make a bucket list of things you’ll never do. Don’t wait to experience awe, inspiration, peace or nirvana. Make your own version of a Bucket List , and start to experience life NOW.

Do you have a Bucket List? What’s on your list?

 

 

 

The Glory of the Ocean (my pictures)

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I sit watching until dusk, hypnotized. I think of the sea as continually sloshing back and forth, repetitive, but my psyche goes with the river- always loping downhill, purposeful, listening only to gravity.

~ Ann Zwinger

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Sunday Evening Art Gallery — David Gentleman

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David Gentleman is an English artist, illustrator, designer and author.He was born in 1930 of artist parents, studied at the Royal College of Art and has lived in London ever since. Gentleman’s artistic style is characterized by its simplicity, elegance, and attention to detail.He often works in pen and ink, using delicate lines and cross-hatching techniques to create intricate and highly detailed illustrations.Gentleman’s use of color is restrained yet impactful, with carefully chosen hues that enhance the overall composition.The artist has a deep appreciation for nature and often incorporates elements of the natural world into his work.His illustrations of landscapes, flora, and fauna are highly regarded for their accuracy and ability to evoke a sense of place.More of David Gentleman’s intriguing art can be found at https://davidgentleman.com/.

 

 

 

Faerie Paths — Color

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Color provokes a psychic vibration. Color hides a power still unknown but real, which acts on every part of the human body.

~ Wassily Kandinsky

 

 

 

Sunday Evening Art Gallery — John Pusateri

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Artist John Pusateri creates near photo-realistic drawings of beautifully colored owls using pencils, charcoal, and pastels.After moving to New Zealand to pursue a Master’s degree in Fine Arts, Pusateri grew to appreciate the country’s culture and ecology and he decided to stay.His owls are highly detailed and display individual feathers as well as crevices on their beaks and between their feet.Sometimes, it’s hard to tell whether the birds are photos or paintings because they appear so realistic.Pusateri achieves this effect by layering the different media which creates a richly-colored and complex picture.His work reflects a deep love and respect for the world and animals around him.More of John Pusateri ‘s magnificent owls can be found at https://www.johnpusateri.com/portfolio.html and https://www.behance.net/pusateri

 

A Summer’s Night (Poetry)

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A summer’s night
Songs cloud the crisp air of night
Ringing voices singe the tips of the trees
And fall gently to the earth
Only to be absorbed and heard from no more.

I scream violently through the crevices of my mind
What is wrong — why do I torture myself as I do?
Love has vanished
Evaporated into the depths of time.

Give up your useless crusade,
Abandon your ballet shoes, your tiara
Your nylon stocking.
Come back to where thoughts linger
In their own poverty-stricken holes.

Cast your eyes upon the dawn
Watch as shivering beams of sunlight
Illuminate the corners of the night.
Do not cry in remorse or self pity
At the ragged state of things.
Dry your tears, put on your blue jeans
And pick up your shattered dreams.

 

April 1977

 

 

 

Sunday Evening Art Gallery — Rob Woodcox

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Rob Woodcox is a fine art and fashion photographer currently living between Mexico City, Los Angeles and New York City.Woodcox uses the human body as building blocks for his elaborate compositions.

His pictures of dancers take advantage of their strength, balance, and flexibility, as he places them in a wide variety of dynamic positions.

The results are striking photographs that are both complex and minimalist.Woodcox, who categorizes his style as “realistic surrealism,” captures an inspiring array of portraits of people in precarious situations that leaves the viewer wondering what the context is of each scene. Each concept is a declaration of his experience and seeks to tell a meaningful story to each individual that views it.More of Rob Woodcox’ surrealistic photography can be found at https://robwoodcox.com/ and https://www.flickr.com/people/rawjrphotography/.

 

 

 

 

Faerie Paths — Art

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Art is about the messy and marvelous business of coming to your senses —  and also, to the senses of the world.

~ Michael Leunig

 

 

 

Forecasting the Future

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All of us have blogs, photos, texts and memories of the past. Where we’ve been, what we did, how we felt. Looking back we experience a myriad of feelings, real and imagined, of the way things were … real or imagined.

I’m going to try something different today.

This week is full of cloudy yet promised-to-be-warmer days with a lot of house cleaning around the corner.

Next week I will be on the beach in Florida with my son’s family and in-laws and their expanded sister circle.

I wonder … what will I  be doing? Feeling?

The first thing I predict is that I will be looking and feeling like a pudgy Polish grandmother. That’s okay. I’m working on that, but it is what it is.

But what else?

Will I sit on the beach, watching the sunset, sipping wine or cherry cola, inhaling the salt and surf and beauty of nature?

or

Will I sit in the sand making sandcastles of unique and lumpy quality with my grandkids?

or

Will I finally make time to start reading a book I’ve been wanting to read for over a year?

or

Will I playing Uno and Rummy around a kitchen table until wee hours of the night?

or

Will I sleep late or burst upon the world early, enjoying a sunrise and cup of coffee on my balcony?

or

Will I get carsick on spending eight hours in the car with three other adults and three loud, funny, crabby kids?

or

Will I get sick of cooking my own food and opt out for a seafood dinner at a shrimp shack somewhere down the road?

or

Will I get more sunburn than windburn or heartburn?

 

I hope to say all of the above.

I’ve never had a super-long vacation with six family members in tow and ten others waiting for us to land. 

Should be interesting, to say the least …..

 

 

 

Sunday Evening Art Gallery — John Whitehead

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John Whitehead was born in Demerara, Guyana. He came to the United States at age five and grew up in various inner-city neighborhoods on the west side of Oakland, California.Whitehead pursued a major in economics with a minor in art and in 1979, received his B.A. in economics with high honors. In 1986, he was awarded a master’s degree in economics with magna cum laude distinction from the University of Massachusetts, Amherst.

His sculptural works are the result of geometric abstraction and are primarily abstract expressions of beauty, nature, freedom, human progress, modern architecture, and cultural empowerment.

Whitehead’s body of work mainly consists of totemic sculptures built from fine-grained wood and mirror-polished stainless steel sculpture with varying geometric shapes, repeated forms, and negative spaces.These sculptures reflect a high level of geometric abstraction and often contain objects that are perched precariously atop each other, appearing to defy gravity and/or displaying a balance/imbalance dynamic.“I view my work as an evolving process that seeks to achieve three objectives,” Whitehead explains.“One, to provide sculpture that is imaginative and original; two, to provide sculpture that reflects meticulous craftsmanship and structural strength; and three, to provide sculpture with durable materials, which can reflect, absorb, or blend with their surrounding environments.”

More of John Whitehead’s sculptures can be found at https://www.johnwhiteheadsculptures.com/.

 

 

 

Is There Soccer in Heaven? (repeat)

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Over the weekend I was searching through my blogging past for a particular word and came across this blog from 2017. Seven years ago. Man. It brought a slight tear to my eye in a happy way. So this Monday morning I’m sharing it with you.

 

Is There Soccer In Heaven?

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Happy Saturday!

I just got home from sweating my caboose off at my grandson’s soccer game. I remember going to every soccer game for both of my sons.  That turned out to be 13 years for one son and 11 for the other. I have sat in sweat, rain, wind, and frost. I have shouted “good job” or “move in! Move in!” more times than Bayer has aspirin. It has been a great run. And I love that I now have my oldest grandson (7) and someday his little brother (2) and maybe even their little sister or brother (coming 2/18) to go and watch and yell “Move In!”

I wonder if they have soccer games in heaven.

And if they do, I wonder if it’s a perfect 65 degrees with a slight breeze from the south when I sit facing north, or a westerly wind when I’m watching the game from the east. I wonder if they’ll have cushioned seats instead of the sack chairs I’ve carried for the past 20 years.

Since time would be irrelevant in heaven, I’d be able to watch my sons and grandsons and great grandsons kick the ball back and forth over and over and over again. I could move from one soccer game to the next, no one ever getting tired, no one getting sunburn, no one getting soaked from the torrential downpour that started at kick off.

The fields would be enormous — large enough so that my ever-expanding family could picnic and play volleyball and drink Piña Coladas without getting drunk. Each family member’s game would be at their own special separate time — no running from field to field to catch parts of each kid’s game.

In heaven I wouldn’t be chubby, giving in to sweating in all the wrong places as I cheer my grandkids and kids and great grandkids on. I’d be tall and thin and my flowing shift would match the kid’s uniforms. There would be more than enough treats and drinks for each team, everyone getting their favorite juice box and granola bar or Capri bag and bag of Cheetos. No arguing. No pouting.

If there are soccer games in heaven, there will be a balance of winners and losers. Except in heaven, there really is no losing, is there? There would be no obnoxious parents telling the ref he’s blind, no cheap shots at the goalie, no broken ankles or concussions from being t-boned on the field. No one will feel like a loser, because in heaven everybody is equal and happy and good natured.

Now there may be a question about which of your kids’ age groups you want to watch. I mean, I watched my youngest from kindergarten through high school. He was amazing all 13 years. I watched my oldest almost as long. Do I want to watch my grandson at age 7 (now) or when he’s 10 or 15? I figure God will have figured that out by the time I get there. I mean, She’s/He’s omnipotent and all. And in heaven everything is possible.

My only dilemma is….what if (coming) 2/18 wants to play football?

 

 

 

Sunday Evening Art Gallery — Train Graffiti

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Originating from the Italian word “graffiato” (scratched), graffiti is writing or drawings made on a wall or other surface, usually without permission and within public view.Train graffiti can be traced back to the 1970s when young people in New York City began using spray paint to tag subway trains with their names or other graffiti art.In the 1980s and 1990s, train graffiti spread to other cities around the world. In some countries, train graffiti was embraced as a legitimate form of street art, while in others it was met with resistance and seen as a form of vandalism.Over the years, disparate styles such as  rural hobo markings, gang symbology, and bold, colorful urban spray-painted vistas have fused into a contemporary style that seems to draw equally from each tradition.The sides of train cars today run the gamut from sloppy gang-style tags and idle signatures to line drawings, stenciled imagery, and enormously complex color fields.While train graffiti is often viewed as a form of vandalism, it has also had a significant impact on the world of art and culture.The world of train graffiti exists in a gray world: amazing, creative art on one hand, vandalism and destruction of private property on the other.It is up to you to find a comfortable ground between the two.

More train graffiti can be found at websites such as https://www.graffiti.org/trains/ and https://www.graffiti-unlimited.com/.

 

Happy Saturdogday!

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Last Saturday I posted that there are cat people and dog people and no-pet people. All have a place in this world.

After admitting I belong to all three states of mind, I showcased the meowy world of cats.

Now it’s the dogs turn.

For your Saturday Morning reading pleasure, here are 10 strange and fun facts about dogs:

 

  •  In general, dogs can learn up to 250 words or more; some super smart pooches even understand up to 1000-word commands.

  • a dog’s only sweat glands are between their paw pads.

  •  When dogs howl at each other, they adjust the pitch of the howl to sound more unique.

  • Dogs can tell which way a human scent trail is headed, even if they come across it at right angles — and even if the person walks backward. And studies show their sense of smell is so sensitive that they can tell the difference in scent intensity within just five footsteps of the track layer.

  • Greyhounds are the fastest dogs on earth, with speeds of up to 45 miles per hour.
  • The record for the most puppies in a single litter is an astounding 24.

  • Rin Tin Tin, the Hollywood-famed German Shepherd, signed contracts for 22 movies with his paw prints.

  • People once believed that Great Danes helped repel evil spirits and ghosts. In fact, it’s why Scooby-Doo was a Great Dane!

 

 

 

 

 

Sunday Evening Art Gallery — Albert Paley

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Albert Paley (born 1944) is an American modernist metal sculptor.Initially starting out as a jeweler, Paley has become one of the most distinguished and influential metalsmiths in the world.Albert Paley earned B.F.A. and M.F.A. degrees at Tyler School of Art and Temple University respectively.Paley was a highly successful jewelry artist in 1974 when he won the Renwick Gallery’s national design competition and was awarded the commission to design decorative metalwork doors for the gallery shop.His Portal Gates structure opened the door to a new career for Paley, leading to numerous commissions and world renown for his monumental architectural ironwork and sculpture.

Within each of his works, three foundational elements stay true: the natural environment, the built environment, and the human presence.For Paley, the physicality and the artistry of working in metals come together as a defining aesthetic.“Through the creative process I have developed a personal visual vocabulary fundamentally based in symbolism and metaphor which is implicit in my work,” Paley shares.“With forged iron, I deal with plasticity. I’m dealing with vulnerability. I have no idea of what I’m capable of doing. It’s only through the process and experience that I understand what my possibilities are and what my limitations are.”More of Albert Paley’s impressive sculptures can be found at https://www.albertpaley.com/

 

Looking Back Wednesday — Body Enlightenment

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 Sometimes when I look back through my galleries I realize how many artists I’ve almost forgotten I’ve highlighted. There are so many categories I can’t begin go keep track of who has come and gone.

So today I thought I’d thread together another group of Galleries — let’s try Body Enlightenment ...

 

Nails

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Hair

 

Jose Vergara (Redosking)

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Tal Peleg

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Valeriya Kutsan 

 

Mehndi — Body Art

 

Vanessa Davis

 

Andrea Reed — Girl Grey Beauty

 

Dain Yoon

 

 

 

Another Monday

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                  (not my squirrel)

I try and start Monday out with a positive post — something I can mull over and turn around and digest quickly, absorbing all there is of it, then spit it out and move on with the week.

I am sitting on my sofa facing the front window, looking out at a squirrel trying to get to my round bird feeder that’s stuck out three feet at the end of an aluminum pole on the deck railing.

Obviously the feeder is perched in this fashion to keep the squirrels out.

Obviously this squirrel thinks this intent is for everyone else but him.  

Slinking out on a thin aluminum pole, holding onto the top and hanging chain for dear life, stretching downwards around the saucer-like lid to the saucer below is a death-defying act of courage. Or hunger.

Nevermind that I also dump a scoop of seed out on the ground right below the feeder every day for the ground creatures …

Sometimes his determination (and dexterity) pay off — other times not.

Which made me wonder: Which quote would better suit him (and the world) on a day like today?

Never Give Up…Never Surrender (Galaxy Quest movie)

You’ve got to know when to hold ’em, know when to fold ’em (The Gambler, Kenny Rogers)

Alas, his quote of choice will have to wait for another day.

He opted for the seeds on the round table top instead.

 

 

 

 

Sunday Evening Art Gallery — Helen Richman

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Helen Richman is an embroidery instructor at the Royal School of Needlework at Hampton Court Palace, London.

Her embroidery journey began when she joined the Royal School of Needlework and completed the three-year apprenticeship, gaining expert knowledge in many fields of hand embroidery.The artist designs and creates her own projects, including stumpwork, a style of embroidery in which the stitched figures are raised from the surface of the work to form a 3-dimensional effect.This style of needlework offers the freedom of combining all sorts of stitches and techniques together in a single design, with a three-dimensional quality.Richman enjoys the finesse and intricacy of goldwork, silk shading and crewelwork. “I particularly enjoyed designing and creating my own projects and I think this is what led me to love Stumpwork so much,” Richman shares.“The playful mixture of threads, fabrics and color; the freedom of combining all sorts of stitches and techniques together in a single design, and the three-dimensional quality of this embroidery.”More of Helen Richman’s remarkable embroidery can be found at https://www.bluebirdembroidery.co.uk,  https://royal-needlework.org.uk/tutor/helen-richman/ and https://www.sofst.org/helen-richman-stitching-britains-wildlife/.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Happy Caturday Again!

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There are cat people and dog people and no-pet people. All have a place in this world.

I slip in and out of all three states of mind. I’ve had both cats and dogs, loved them all, miss them all. Yet early in the morning when our dog dances to go outside, I’m of the third state of mind.

So to waste your Saturday Morning reading time, here are 10 funny CAT facts to amuse and entertain you!!

 

  •  Cats can move their ears in all directions, to a total of 180 degrees. That’s twice as much mobility as dogs.

 

  • Cats can make more than 100 different vocal sounds while dogs can only manage around 10 – so no wonder cats often seem so much more expressive than their canine counterparts!

 

  • A group of cats is called a ‘clowder’, while an individual kitten is called a ‘kindle’.

 

  • Cats have a third eyelid called the nictitating membrane which helps keep their eyes moist during sleep or when hunting for prey.

 

  • The Singapura is officially recognized as the smallest cat breed in the world. Females can weigh as low as 4 pounds and males can reach 6-8 pounds. 

 

  • The Siberian tiger, also known as the Amur tiger, holds the title for the largest living cat species. Males can weigh up to 660 pounds and reach 11 feet in length, including their tail.

 

  • There Are Exactly 24 whiskers on every cat.

  • Cats can’t see directly in front of their noses.

  •  Cats lack one of the proteins needed to allow them to be able to taste anything sweet.

 

  • Cats walk with both left legs and then both right legs. Giraffes, camels and Icelandic ponies also walk in this manner.

 

You may be asking yourself, “How did I ever exist before not knowing all of this?”

Well, let me just say ….

Happy Caturday!!

 

 

 

 

 

Sunday Evening Art Gallery — Myriam Dion

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Canadian artist Myriam Dion cuts rich textural patterns reminiscent of embroidered lacework right into pages of newspapers.

Major design elements and photographs from the pages are often left intact or otherwise incorporated into her paper cuts, creating a strange element of harmony, as if the paper was always intended to look like this.

Through slicing, weaving, and gluing, the daily publications find new meaning and relevance as the artist overlays their pages with intricate lace patterns.

These precise motifs obscure much of the text, leaving only a prominent headline or single image entirely visible.

Painstakingly constructed, Dion’s works question the notion that news is inherently fast-paced and fleeting and instead, offer visual depth, dimension, and intricacy that mirrors the nuance of the stories she highlights.

It’s also amazing to consider that each tiny cut is made by hand, and yet more negative space is left behind than actual paper.

Characterized by elaborate geometric patterns and motifs, her work draws inspiration from a variety of art forms, including architectural details found in mosaics and textile arts—weaving, tapestry, carpets, embroidery, and lacework.Major design elements and photographs from the pages are often left intact or otherwise incorporated into her paper cuts, creating a strange element of harmony, as if the paper was always intended to look like this.

More of Myriam Dion’s amazing work can be found at https://www.myriamdion.com/ and https://www.thisiscolossal.com/2024/11/myriam-dion-timelines/.

 

 

 

 

By Reason of Insanity (a poem)

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I write to share
I write to dream
I write to entertain
I write to celebrate
I write to release passion
I write to create passion
I write to escape
I write to explore
I write to feel better
I write to feel
I write to clarify my thoughts
I write to understand my thoughts
I write to understand the world
I write to escape the world
I write to find an outlet for my emotions
I write to make sure I have emotions
I write to encourage
I write to invigorate
I write to bring a smile
I write to bring a tear
I write to cover my inadequacies
I write to deal with my inadequacies
I write so that I never forget
I write so that others never forget
I write to be understood
I write to make others understand
I write so that I will understand
I write because
I am a writer

 

~ 2006

 

 

Sunday Evening Art Gallery — Shadi Ghadirian

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Shadi Ghadirian (born 1974 in Tehran, Iran) is a contemporary photographer living and working in Tehran.Her work is influenced by her experiences as a Muslim woman living in contemporary Iran, but her work also relates to the lives of women throughout the world.Through her work, she critically comments on the pushes and pulls between tradition and modernity for women living in Iran, as well as other contradictions that exist in everyday life.Inspired by 19th century photographs from the Ghajar period – the first portraits to be permitted by religious law – Ghadirian carefully reconstructed the opulent style of these images with the help of many friends: borrowing antique furnishings and costumes, commissioning the painted backdrops, inviting them to pose in the images.Ironically, the clothes worn by the sitters in the archival portraits are more revealing than what is acceptable for Iranian women to wear in public today.“I try to tell the different stories of Iranian women, which is somehow my own story too. I want to show a woman from different points of view.” the artist shares.“I’m not a sociologist, but I hope that when people see my photographs, they’ll understand the reality for women in Iran, then and now.”More of Shadi Ghadirian’s revealing photography can be found at https://www.shadighadirian.com/ and https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shadi_Ghadirian.

 

 

 

Narcissism? Or Human Nature?

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The other day I posted three more of what I endearingly call “My Masterpieces,” a winter’s art project. I am not a professional artist — I’m actually not a professional “anything.” But I love to play.

One of my friend/followers, Maddie Cochere at Breezy Books  wrote a comment that really rang my bells: I love these! You’ve put so much detail into them. And colorful! Don’t they make you happy every time you look at them – they’re so vibrant! That quilt effect is fantastic! 4 exclamation points from me. 🙂.

I found myself thinking of a short thank you, and found myself writing:

You know, everyone likes praise now and then for feats accomplished. Sometimes it’s tough with those around you.. maybe they’re used to your efforts or don’t quite understand the point of why you do extracurricular things. I have written a number of novels and short stories and no one in my family and friends circle have ever asked to read them. Same with Art. So an outsider saying something nice in a particular way makes me feel amazing. Thank you.

After I hit “send” and moved along to reading other blogs, my answer began to haunt me. In a good haunting way, of course. Yet I thought about how much a little compliment means to me. To others.

And I wondered — do we all consciously or unconsciously seek praise for our accomplishments?

Even if it’s something small like cooking a great dinner or cleaning out a closet or teaching your kids how to chop parsley, we all like to hear an atta’ boy now and then.

I mentioned I’ve written a number of things through the past 30 years. Novels I thought were top notch, short stories that were on the mark, poetry that was clever. Yet not one of my circle has ever asked to read anything. 

Not that they don’t love me — not that they don’t appreciate me. It’s more like they’re not aware of my writings. Or I don’t talk about my Creativity enough. Or I haven’t printed something out and requested them to read it. You can’t say something nice about something you’ve never seen.

Yet I do love a good atta’ boy just as much as the next person.

That’s why I always try to throw out compliments to strangers when I can. Nice outfit, great t-shirt, great blog. The complements are genuine, the moment genuine. And a mere sharing of that appreciation at that nano-second can make someone’s day.

And their reaction can make yours.

This isn’t a blog about fishing for compliments. This is a blog about appreciating all kinds of gestures and moments and choices and sharing that appreciation. Getting and giving. 

I don’t think that’s narcistic at all.

That — is human nature.

 

 

 

Sunday Evening Art Gallery — My Masterpieces #3

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Having fun looking backwards at my Days of Future Art, seeing what was a hit and what was a miss. I can definitely tell which were experimental and which were a definite plan. Sometimes any sort of art can do that to you — start out with one idea and wind up with something different. Writing did that alot to me, too.

All in all, it was a fun experiment. I plan on hanging these over my work table downstairs.

Until the next Art Experiment ….

 

 

Diversity

 

 

Travel

 

 

Love

 

The End

 

 

 

Sunday Evening Art Gallery — Elsie de Wolfe

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Elsie de Wolfe (1865—1950) was an American interior decorator, hostess, and actress, best known for her innovative and anti-Victorian interiors.Also known as Lady Mendl,  de Wolfe lived a glamorous life as a well-known member of the European cafe society and earned the title of “grand dame of modern decorating”.She is believed to be the creator of the interior design profession and called the ‘first modern professional decorator’ by many.De Wolfe’s contribution to interior design was monumental, inventing the profession and revolutionizing interior spaces with her anti-Victorian aesthetic.Her philosophy emphasized comfort, simplicity, and functionality, influencing the industry significantly.De Wolfe showed the world the importance of pale color schemes, painted woodwork and airy interiors, and that floral chintzes and leopard print can actually be stylish if used in the right way.She is also the first designer to use the painted trellis as an indoor wall-covering, which gained a huge popularity and is used by many interior designers over the years.De Wolfe introduced animal-print carpeting and mirrored walls, revolutionizing the interior design world.More of Elsie de Wolfe’s remarkable career can be found at https://www.gardnermuseum.org/blog/interior-decorator-elsie-de-wolfe,https://www.interiorsicons.com/blog/elsie-de-wolfe  and https://www.interiorsicons.com/blog/elsie-de-wolfe.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Do You Think Too Much?

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Sometimes Monday Morning can be the time for a new start. A new day.

Other times Mondays can be a pot of confusion, like, “What was I thinking/doing?”

Earlier this morning I THOUGHT I was opening up/adding to my One Drive, the likes of which I don’t quite understand. Now I have all kinds of documents and folders on my desktop … Did I do that?

After a weekend with the family I’ve been having second thoughts about one of my new products for the craft fair. Of course, I’ve made 10 of them already — 10 with the same possible flaw.

I’m looking at a second item I designed for the craft fair and am having second thoughts about that.

I also slipped and fell off a second step of a spiral staircase over the weekend … I’m just fine, but a lightheaded now and then, and this Monday morning l wonder if I’ve scrambled a few eggs up there.

Why all this confusion and self doubt?

I truly am a believer in Creativity (duh) and doing what you enjoy. If you want to make money off it, that’s alright too. If not, still do what feels good.

But what if after all this time you’re not sure it connects to the universe?

I mean, does anyone care if you’ve changed a design on something you’ve created? Does anyone care if you go back through your inventory and recheck and redo half of it because of some real or perceived flaw?

Okay. So you don’t do crafts. How about your other intentions? Reorganizing a closet or rewriting a whole chapter in your latest novel or researching why your favorite plant is suddenly drooping.

What did you do?

And why is so hard to change?

And if you do change, how much should you change?

What ever happened to “I’m alright just the way I am”?

And, most importantly, why am I wasting valuable air time worrying about stuff that, for the most part, doesn’t matter?

I have a few friends on social media that are constantly posting their amazement/fear/disgust with current social and political stances. I get it. I am upset at times too.

But it seems that’s all they can focus on, all they can think about. It seems they have lost the ability to be Creative.

Now, maybe some leave social media and paint a sensational landscape or write a great novel or quilt a fantastic piece for their bedroom. Maybe they drink champagne with their significant other or vacation to Maui or enjoy an old fashioned bike ride in warm weather.

We’d never know, for all we see and hear is their amazement/fear/disgust with current social and political stances.

Maybe that’s the benefit of doing something Artsy. It’s redirecting your energy and aura towards something that is you and that no one can change. It’s an outlet for all the crap that upsets you and the magic that fills you and silences the prattle and redirects precision to a place where it feels really good.

So on this jumbled, scattered Monday morning, I am hoping you find your calm center sometime today and fall into it’s hole.

The world will right itself, with or without you.

If you want to be a part of the righting, share your knowledge and creativity and magic with those around you.

And don’t worry about the stones popping off your newly created bookmarks.

That’s what they invented Gorilla Glue for ….

 

 

 

 

Sunday Evening Art Gallery — Time

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What is it that is everywhere, yet we have so little of it?
~Time~

 

Being Time, Katherine Marie

 

Nobility of Time, Salvador Dali

 

Mystery of Time, Robert Zietara

 

Truth Unveiled by Time, Gian Lorenzo Bernini

 

Eternity of Time, John Lautermilch

 

Time, David Stoupakis

 

Fountain of Time, Lorado Taft

 

Awan (Time), Aljazi Al-Naimi

 

The Clock, Christian Marclay

 

The Time, Victoria Dubovyk

 

Time, Jefrë Manuel

 

 

 

 

 

Looking Back Friday #3 — Wire Sculpture

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—Flashing back through my Sunday Evening Art Gallery blogs, I get a thrill every time I look — really look — at how other artists show their Creativity.

Every time I look I wonder: How do they do that? Where do they get their materials? What inspired them to go in that direction? And …

How Do They Do That?

I hope you are enjoying your trips back through the galleries. I hope you are telling friends and family to follow me and have their minds blown on real, live artists and their real, live creations.

This time around I’m going to share:  Wire Sculpture — a shortie but a goodie!

 

 

Elizabeth Berrien

 

Richard Stainthorp

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Juan Isasa

 

Robin Wight

 

 

 

 

 

Sunday Evening Art Gallery — Cameron Limbrick

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Cameron Limbrick is a self taught American artist who has spent his entire life creating in a wide variety of media.

From traditional painting and graphic design to video and music production, Limbrick’s diverse artistic background ties together a solid foundation for his calling as a full-time visual artist and music producer.

Limbrick went to art school with the goal of becoming a commercial graphic designer and practiced the medium on his own.  

 Many years later Limbrick’s passion for painting resurfaced and revealed itself as his favorite way of artistic self-expression.

The method Limbrick has developed allows him to be spontaneous.

He approaches each piece with the curiosity of an adventurer, following lines like roads around bends and textures like rocky canyons, wondering what is around the corner.

With every painting’s inception, the artist has no idea what the final piece will look like.

The deep mysterious subconscious is revealed to him throughout the entire process, shapeshifting as it advances towards its final frame.

The result is a riddle, its meaning dependent on the viewer.

More of Cameron Limbrick‘s artwork can be found at https://www.cameronlimbrick.com/.

 

 

Opera? What??

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Jessye Norman

One of the highlights of any Creative venture is listening or viewing the venture in its own surroundings.

All bundled up for the Wisconsin winter, I watched my grandson shoot trap with his local club last Saturday. Visitors must wear some sort of protective sound gear, so I brought along my trusty headphones, complete with FM radio (I love mowing in the summer to classical music… no commercials …)

Digressing early I see …

So as I watched orange clays being popped by various members, I also listened to WPR Radio, which at the time was broadcasting opera from the Metropolitan Opera.

Now I imagine most of you would rather listen to Smooth Jazz or Country or something more familiar to the masses. Normally I would, too. But I hate commercials, and since this was a simple device with a simple FM connection I often turn to public radio.

Saturday the Met was rebroadcasting an Opera from 1985, Strauss’s Ariadne auf Naxos, written in 1912.

I never knew Richard Strauss wrote operas.

Again I digress.

I had happened to tap into the discussion between scenes where the announcer and other guests talk about opera, the opera itself, and the actions to come. It wasn’t the opera per se that caught my attention – it was their enthusiasm and familiarity with the craft that blew me away.

The hostess happened to be on a Face Time call with the three “nymphs” (other characters in the opera), and they all enthusiastically praised the lead diva, the late Jessye Norman, for the way she worked color into her performance.

(According to Wikipedia), The New York Times music critic Edward Rothstein described her voice as “a “grand mansion of sound”, and wrote that “it has enormous dimensions, reaching backward and upward. It opens onto unexpected vistas. It contains sunlit rooms, narrow passageways, cavernous halls.”

Whether you appreciate opera or not, look at those words describing the singer’s craft. 

The nymphs used similar language to praise their lead soloist, and I was touched by their use of the words “color” and “dimension” to describe someone’s voice.

I began listening to the opera, and when practice ended, I slid back into my Saturday routine of seeing the grandkids when possible, folding laundry, baking cookies, and getting into some form of Art.

But I think I will wander back to the Metropolitan Opera Artist’s Choice series on Saturdays. Not that I will listen long and hard – it would be more to listen to artists glow and gloat about their trade.

Something we ALL should be doing!

 

 

 

Sunday Evening Art Gallery — King Henry VIII

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Henry Tudor, King Henry VIII (1491 – 1547) was King of England from 1509 until his death.Henry is known for his six marriages and his efforts to have his first marriage (to Catherine of Aragon) annulled.His disagreement with Pope Clement VII about such an annulment led Henry to initiate the English Reformation, separating the Church of England from papal authority.Henry VIII appointed himself Supreme Head of the Church of England and dissolved convents and monasteries, for which he was excommunicated by the pope.The King’s break with the Catholic Church and the establishment of the Church of England marked the beginning of the English Reformation, a pivotal event in British religious history.

The monarch brought radical changes to the Constitution of England, expanding royal power and ushering in the theory of the divine right of kings in opposition to papal supremacy.Henry also is credited with modernizing the English navy, expanding the fleet and investing in warships, which laid the groundwork for England’s naval supremacy.

More about King Henry VIII can be found at https://www.royal.uk/henry-viii and  https://www.history.com/topics/european-history/henry-viii.

 

 

 

The Hard (yet enchanting) World of Quilting

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My friend Laura Kate over at Daily Fiber is one of the most creative people I’ve met. She is always trying new types of art, while holding onto what she is most familiar with…  in this case it seems to be quilting.

I have always loved the patterns and flow of homemade quilts. I wanted to share a couple of hers with you this morning.

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https://dailyfiberfun.com/2025/01/24/friday-finish-here-be-dragons/…

 

https://dailyfiberfun.com/2025/02/05/wip-wednesday-sahrr-round-three/…

 

(I know the above is a work in progress, but look at all that wonderful detail!)

Do pop over to Daily Fiber and see what Creativity is all about!

 

 

 

Sunday Evening Art Gallery — My Masterpieces Part II

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Deep cold outside today — and lots of snow to come tonight. Welcome to Wisconsin.

Today I’d like to share a second round of personal “masterpieces” from my drawing spurt at the turn of the new year. 

I would sketch the circle in first, then let the theme take me where it would. How cosmic… But really, I had a basic idea for each theme, but what filled the spaces was (my) magic.

I hope you try this sometime!

 

Loss

 

Life

 

Flowers

 

 

 

Sunday Evening Art Gallery — Robin Wight

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Robin Wight (-1960) is an English artist and sculptor from Stoke-on-Trent, Staffordshire.Wight is known for creating stainless steel wire sculptures which depict fairies.

To construct his ethereal sculptures, Wight first builds a sturdy skeleton out of thick steel wire.He then uses different gauges of wire to create muscles, limbs, and skin, wrapping them around the skeleton until they form a dense, lifelike form.Inside each figure lies a heart of stone, sometimes engraved with messages to make each piece unique and personalized.Each wire is carefully shaped and arranged to convey movement, emotion, and intricate details.The transparency of the medium adds a layer of complexity, allowing viewers to appreciate the interplay of light and shadow within the sculptures.In doing this, Wight hopes to “deliver a balance of the traditional childlike whimsicality with the aesthetic of a female form wrapped around an action type persona.”More of Robin Wight’s whimsical sculptures can be found at https://fantasywire.co.uk/

 

 

Faerie Paths — Dancing

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We dance for laughter, we dance for tears, we dance for madness, we dance for fears, we dance for hopes, we dance for screams, we are the dancers, we create the dreams.

~ Albert Einstein

 

 

 

How Does Creativity Appear in YOUR World?

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cYesterday I got together with family to (a) celebrate a birthday and (b) watch the Super Bowl, only one of which had a happy ending (I’m a Chicago Bears fan, so really the whole Super Bowl was superfluous..)

One of the family members received some birthday presents, including materials to craft a hanging terra cotta pot with sparkling leaves/stones flowing out of it. She showed me a couple of pics online and I thought, “Wow! What a creative idea!”

I also brought my current bookmark idea to the fold and got some really good feedback from book lovers, and I thought, “Wow! I never thought of that.”

I also sat down with my 7-year-old granddaughter and colored in her new Floral coloring book, and, watching her color, thought, “Wow! She’s good!”

Creativity surrounds us. Every day.

I use the word freely from everything from diamond art to Sunday Evening Art Galleries. Whenever someone makes something by hand I slip it into the Creative Folder. Whenever someone talks about a book they wrote or material they bought to use in scrapbooking I slip it into the Creative Folder.

Some of us make money off our creations — I hope to this summer at a couple of craft fairs. Others decorate their house or garage or  back yard garden with their creative thoughts and touches.

I never tire of listening to someone talk about their Creative experiments.

Experiments litter my craft room/library as I learn more and more of what to do and what not to do.

And I’m always learning.

I’m thinking of making a walking circle/meditation circle/labyrinth in my back yard this year. My husband rolls his eyes and tells me all the obstacles in the way of creating a circle of paths and flowers and creative weeds.

But just the thought gets me all tingly and excited.

After all — the BIG question is —

Why Not?

 

 

Sunday Evening Art Gallery — Jeff Koons

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Jeffrey Lynn Koons (-1955) is a famous contemporary artist whose work is influenced by an eclectic array of sensibilities.The artist studied at the Maryland Institute College of Art and the School of the Art Institute of Chicago before moving to New York in the late 1970s.

Koons made a name for himself by using everyday objects in special installations that touched on consumerism and the human experience.His art originates from a place and mind informed by strategy and intention for how the cultural world impacts the role of the artist and vice versa.

His work is reflective, energetically charged, and empowering for the viewer.Koons has stated that there are no hidden meanings or critiques in his works, yet critics come sharply divided in their views of his art.Some view his work as pioneering and of major art-historical importance. Others dismiss his work as kitsch, crass, and based on cynical self-merchandising.As with all artists, the meaning of his work is up to you.More of Jeff Koons’ impressive art can be found at https://www.jeffkoons.com/.

 

 

 

Looking Back– Food, Part Two

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I’ve loved taking trips back through past and past past Sunday Evening Art Gallery galleries. (too many double doubles!)

I know it’s tooting my own horn, but there are really some fun, imaginative artists back there. My mind is always blown by the world’s creativity. You know?

Let’s take a look at another common denominator today:  FOOD…

 

Food Art

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Siew Boon

 

Mézesmanna — Judit Czinkné Poór

 

Michael Massaia

sonic the hedgehog

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Nightmare Food

 

Ron Ben-Israel

 

Daniele Barresi

 

Iven Kawi

 

Kathleen Ryan

 

Can Sun

 

Shayna Leib

 

Dream Food

 

Famous Food Paintings

 

Normalynn Ablao

 

 

 

 

Sunday Evening Art Gallery — My Masterpieces Part 1

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There is always two sides to a coin — a perfect side and a flawed side.

Being Creative, you need not choose either side. Think of your work as better and … better. Just getting “it” out there is better than hiding it waiting for it to get better.

There is always two sides to a coin — play and play more.

So in that confusing Goddess vein, here are three of my artworks I wanted to share with you. More to come!

 

Storm

 

Music

 

Fall

 

 

 

Sunday Evening Art Gallery — Hell

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HELL

 

♦  The place of eternal punishment for the wicked after death, often imagined as being presided over by Satan and his devils.

♦  A state of separation from God; exclusion from God’s presence.

♦  The abode of the dead in any of various religious traditions, such as the Hebrew Sheol or the Greek Hades; the underworld.

♦  A situation or place of evil, misery, discord, or destruction: “War is hell” (William Tecumseh Sherman)

♦  An extremely difficult experience; torment or anguish; went through hell on the job.

♦  Informal One that causes trouble, agony, or annoyance: The boss is hell when a job is poorly done.

 

Map of Hell, Botticelli

 

Gates of Hell, Auguste Rodin

 

Franz von Stuck

 

Sergio Arcos

 

Edvard Munch

 

Hell, Hieronymus Bosch

 

Hell Entrance, Rong Khun Temple, Thailand

 

Dmitriy Dryzhak

 

The Mouth of Hell in The Hours of Catherine of Cleves, Unknown Artist

 

Wayne Douglas

 

 

 

Another Monday Blog — Riding in the CCE

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This morning I found that I have written 15 Monday morning blogs through the years (not counting Sunday Evening Art Gallery on Mondays). That’s not a bad count, considering I’ve written 3,533 blogs.

Most of them are about recovering from the weekend (whatever that may haven been), starting a new creative path, or buckling down on the one you’re already on.

Why does that seem such a big deal to me?

Sometimes I feel like a life coach.

Why does it matter what someone does with their free time? Not everyone wants to pull out fabric or clay or a calligraphy pen when they’ve got a free hour. Some just want to close their eyes and breathe. Or read a book. 

As Michael Crichton from Jurassic Park says, “Life will find a way.”

Rather, Creativity will find a way.

I never had a lot of time between projects to do things that were out of my daily box. Raising kids and working and keeping up on housework took all of my time. Every day. Every month. I’m not sorry I spent that time doing what I needed to do, either.

But I also found time to escape with Creativity. I was a online role player for a while (when that was a big thing), playing mostly a half fae living in a world of castles and pirates and who-knows-what-other kinds of beings. No one knew my personal life. No one knew my personal name. I was just one of dozens of people in a chat room playing out one drama or another.

There was a painting stint back then too. I remember creating some Avatar-looking land masses floating in the air and a stencil in a diamond shape that said “Space the Final Frontier.”

I also found time to do some writing.

I was also a big journaller. Lots of schmaltzy stuff after I turned 40. When that got boring (or once I ran out of self pity) I started writing stories. Poems. Novels. I found a style and a genre I felt comfortable with and ran with it. Later in life I made/forced/encouraged my way into writing for my company blog. Found I enjoyed doing that, too. 

Perhaps that’s what brought me to blogging.

I’ve always wanted to tap into that Creative side of my life, my thoughts, my dreams. I didn’t care if I got famous or got published or showed my creations to the neighbors. I just wanted to push myself a little further into the CCE — the Creative Cosmic Ether.

I just wanted to have fun.

Which leads back to a bunch of Monday Morning Encouragement Blogs.

Don’t be bored. Be bold. Practice on something old. Try something new. Glide between crafts. Don’t listen to the negatives — Just Do It.

Now I sound like a life coach that works for Nike …

 

 

Sunday Evening Art Gallery — Simon Beck

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Simon Beck was born and raised in England, his first career path as a civil engineer and cartographer leading him to the University of Oxford.Beck creates magnificent patterns by walking in the snow wearing snowshoes.This very physically demanding performance allows him to transform vast areas into stunning, if transient, artworks.Simon first draws the patterns on paper and then using a compass and measuring tape, string, and an anchor with a clothesline attached, Simon paces the snow creating curves, triangles, geometric swirls and complex configurations.Some of the patterns cover an area as large as six football pitches.Beck says that on average it takes him 10 hours to complete a creation.“Finishing a pattern is tremendously satisfying,” Beck shares. “Especially as the last several hour’s designs are at night and created using a head torch.”More of Simon Beck‘s snow work can be found at https://www.instagram.com/simonbeck_snowart/ and  https://artincontext.org/simon-beck/.

 

 

15 Weird Facts for a Saturday Morning

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Every once in a while one needs to be weird and out there on a Saturday morning  (although I’m weird and out there more often than not…)

So here are 15 wild and weird facts to stimulated your already over stimulated mind this morning …

 

Flamingos bend their legs at the ankle, not the knee. They essentially stand on tip-toe. Their knees are closer to the body and are covered by feathers.

There is an uninhabited island in the Bahamas known as Pig Beach, which is populated entirely by swimming pigs.

Before toilet paper was invented, Americans used to use corn cobs. Alternatively, they’d use periodicals like the Farmers Almanac, which was designed with a hole so it could hang in outhouses.

The fear of vegetables is called Lachanophobia.

A flock of ravens is called an “unkindness”. They’re also known as a “conspiracy.”

The world’s smallest wasp is smaller than an amoeba. The Megaphragma mymaripenne wasp has the same body parts as any other bug (brain, wings, eyes, and more) but is a fifth of a millimeter long, making it smaller than most amoebas, which are made of just one cell.

Apples, peaches, and raspberries are all members of the rose family.

Jousting is the official sport in the state of Maryland.

Humans cannot walk in a straight line without a visual point. When blindfolded, we will gradually walk in a circle.

It is physically impossible for you to lick your elbow.

Ketchup leaves the bottle at a measured speed. It leaves the bottle at a rate of 25 miles per year.

A jiffy is an actual measure of time. It is calculated as 1/100th of a second. This is 10 milliseconds.

A kiss stimulates 29 muscles and chemicals. This causes the person to relax. Women are found to like light and gentle kisses, while men are found to enjoy more intense ones.

 

Hope I helped pack more nebulous nonsense into your head this morning!

 

 

Looking Back — Landscapes, Part One

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I had so much fun last week pulling out Galleries for you to peruse — just in case you haven’t been over there in while.

Unique art is free — you just have to find it. And share it. I love that you marvel at the ones I’ve already come across. Thank you.

Let’s try the word{s)  … LANDSCAPES...  (that should be interesting!)

 

Mark Gee

 

Jacek Yerka

tower_of_subconsiousness

a-guide-outof-here

 

Su Blackwell

 

Wolf Kahn

 

Alexander Young (AY) Jackson

 

Aydin Büyüktas

 

Boguslaw Strempel

 

Mountains

 

Ansel Adams

 

Carsten Wieland

 

Inoue Yasuji

 

Arabella Proffer

 

 

 

 

 

The Mad Hatter (repost)

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So I love to break up gallery posts with entertainment I find perfect in one way or another.

The Mad Hatter … A Short Story was written by my friend over at Rethinking Life. Somehow it hits with a strange lovely chord, encouraging me to share it with you. It might seem a bit long, but it’s a story, you know. 

I encourage you to check out her blog sometime. You’ll have a pleasant ride.

 

The Mad Hatter .. A Short Story

 

it was a day like any other
at least that’s what I thought
the Rabbit was late
but that was nothing new
the table was set
the tea was hot
and it was just a matter of time
before the party would begin
then I saw him
running
watch held in his paw
spectacles
sliding down his white face
yelling
I’m here
I’m here
I smiled
happy to see him
he was always so well dressed
he said he was sorry for being late
and gave many reasons
for his tardiness
but my attention was drawn
to someone
walking down the path
toward us
it was a girl
she came to a stop
I waved her forward
in invitation
to join us
she curtsied
and sat down
she said she was rather hungry
and gulped down a cup of tea
then smiled and said
thank you so very much
she was beautiful
the way sunshine is beautiful
and I instantly saw the many hats
I could make for her
that would bring out
the color of her eyes
the Rabbit meantime
was explaining the layout
of  Wonderland
drawing on the tablecloth
and bent over his work
with great intensity
she followed his every word
pointing and asking questions
but the sound in my head
had been turned off
as I thought of blue felt
feathers
ribbons
and beading
yes
it had to be blue
then somehow the mouse
was rolling across the table
and the girl was apologizing
for waking him up
suddenly
embolden by my thoughts
I stood and said
I shall make for you
the most beautiful hat
that has ever been created
the girl smiled
thanked me in the most glorious way
then said she didn’t wear hats
I felt as if I had been stabbed through the heart
I felt the color drain from my face
she didn’t wear hats
but then
just before I fainted
she said
I meant to say that I didn’t wear hats
because I never found anyone who could make
the perfect one
I was instantly revived
my heart started beating once again
and I fell madly in love
with the girl sitting at our table
right about then
the cat showed up
well
his grin appeared
the girl handled things quite well
and in the end
the Cheshire stopped disappearing
stood on the table in front of her
and politely introduced himself
the girl accepted his introduction
and said that her name was Alice
which quickly became
the most wonderful name
in all of Wonderland
then she put out her hand
and the cat put his paw on her palm
some kind of deal had just been made
but I’m not sure what it was
we had more tea
and the most delicious
chocolate cake
filled with fresh strawberries and cream
Alice gently placed the mouse
back into his teapot and wished him
the happiest of dreams
far too soon
I was forced to return to my work
the Rabbit was explaining that we had duties
to attend to
I said my sad goodbyes
and promised to have her perfect hat finished soon
she smiled
thanked me and touched my arm
the Rabbit said
that’s all fine and good
but what are we going to do with her
we can’t let her just wander around
it’s far too dangerous
Alice said
she would just go wherever he was going
and that ended the conversation
rather quickly
I watched them walk away
already longing
to see her again
a human
in Wonderland
if that could happen
there was no end to the possibilities
but those thoughts
would have to wait
the only thing that mattered
at the moment
was the perfect blue hat

 

 

Sunday Evening Art Gallery — Travis Louie

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Travis Louie was born in Queens, New York, in the area near the site of the 1964 World’s Fair.

He attended the Pratt Institute in Brooklyn, New York where he graduated in 1990 with a BFA in Communication Design, and the intent of pursuing a freelance illustration career.The visual style of Louie’s work is mostly influenced by the lighting and atmosphere of German Expressionist and Film Noir motion pictures from the Silent Era to the late 1950’s. The results are tridimensional portraits from an alternative universe that seemingly may or may not have existed.Louie’s world is grounded in Victorian and Edwardian times, inhabited by human oddities, mythical beings, and otherworldly, grotesque characters who appear to have requested their formal portraits to state their existence and place in society and history.

To achieve the dramatic “mood” in his paintings, the art is produced primarily in black and white or limited color.

Louie uses acrylic paints over tight graphite drawings on smooth grounds, like “plate” finish illustration board or finely sanded, primed wood panels.

The works reflect, in Louie’s words, a desire for a world in which fear of “the other” might be superseded by curiosity and acceptance of those who are different.More of Travis Louie’s marvelous surrealistic art can be found at https://www.travislouieart.com/.

 

 

Oops!

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I just wrote — and published — a Monday Blog — on a Tuesday.

A major faux pas.

So to cover up my embarrassment, let me share some cute fuzzy pictures….

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

It’s the Time of Year

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Today (Saturday) I spent quite a bit of time going through the blogs I follow,  reading them, liking them,  commenting on  them.

Tonight there is a teeny tiny lump in my chest, reflections of an over-reactive reaction to some of the blogs. Nothing overwhelming — just writers writing. Sharing their thoughts.

There were blogs about heroes and their counterparts:  Day 4406: Bullies and Heroes; an outrageous law: Global outrage as Iraq lowers marriage age for girls to NINE…; melancholy memories: A Sweet Aroma & Memories; even a painting touched by the California fires: Blustery. 

Of course, there were many blogs that brought a smile to my face too: a beautiful homemade quilt: Friday Finish : Here Be Dragons; a painting: Some Semblance of Morning Fog;  a haiku: Can’t Wait for Spring (a haiku);  and photography:  My Trip to the Desert.

There should be a balance of feelings in your life. Hitting deep both from highs and lows.

But I am also thinking that some of the most powerful writing comes at this time of the year. The time of cloudy skies and snow and cold temperatures. Of isolation and politics. People can’t get out and around and disappear in the woods or on the beach like they can in summer.

Yet, truth is, many of you live in warm climates and countries and write emotional things just as much as the winterites.

I’m glad I’ve got you all in my life. You keep me on my toes!

 

 

 

Sunday Evening Art Gallery — David Gilliver

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David Gilliver graduated from the Fine Art Photography (BA Hons) course at the Glasgow School of Art in 2001.

Gilliver specializes in long-exposure photography (the art of ‘Light Painting’) as well as macro photography (the ‘Little People’ and Toy series).Light Paintings are created using a very long exposure time and are created at night when it is very dark.

The nature of the long exposure allows the artist time to walk into the shot while it is being photographed.

He then moves around portable light devices to create the colors and shapes you see ‘frozen’ into each image.As long as he keeps moving around during each long exposure and avoids illuminating himself, he remains completely invisible in the photograph.“My light painting work is all about shape, form and color existing (or not truly existing?) in space,” Gilliver shares.“I love the fact these forms aren’t tangible like typical sculptures are, but they are in essence light sculptures that exist in space, made only visible through the magic of long exposure photography.”

More of David Gilliver’s photography can be found  at https://davidgilliver.com/.

 

 

 

 

Go Ahead — Scream! (repost)

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A Happy Saturday Morning Rerun!

Go Ahead — Scream

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Have you ever had one of those days? Weeks? 

Sure you have.

So since I so recently highlighted Edvard Munch and his famous “The Scream ” here are a few versions for your various moods. Use and emote at your leisure.

 

 

Edvard Munich

 

Nathan Sawaya

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Sunday Evening Art Gallery — Nike Savvas

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Nike Savvas is a senior Australian Artist based between Sydney and London.Much of Savvas’ work has consisted of largescale installations that translate painting into three dimensions, and popular culture into high art.Her minimalistic installations utilize repetition of simplistic forms often in the thousands, creating order within an apparent scattered chaos of separate elements.Breaking down the boundaries of high art, Savvas aims to create works that a playful and accessible by all, with her works open to drawing a multiplicity of meanings from each viewer’s interpretation.Savvas has a reputation for creating art that pulls you in for a surreal experience. What is more, the creation is full of life.Her minimalistic installations utilize repetition of simplistic forms often in the thousands, creating order within an apparent scattered chaos of separate elements.Breaking down the boundaries of high art, Savvas aims to create works that a playful and accessible by all, with her works open to drawing a multiplicity of meanings from each viewer’s interpretation.Her objects and installations often invite the viewer to partake in the active experience of her work, by physically shifting, repositioning and refocusing their gaze, in order to unveil ever-changing facets to the works.

 

More of Nike Savvas’ amazing installation art can be found at https://nikesavvas.com/.

 

 

 

Looking Back Tuesday — Faces

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I am always looking back over my shoulder and digging into deep holes and ball pits, flipping on the lights, looking for some fun Galleries to bring back to you. 

Here are a couple of flashback that deal with  FACES:

(And I DO hope you are clicking on the titles and going through the galleries themselves…!)

 

 

 

 

Svetlana Bobrova

 

 

Hans Holbein the Younger

 

Face Off

 

Frida Kahlo

 

Chrissy Angliker

 

Oleg Dou

 

Kelvin Oakafor

 

Ben Ashton

 

Marchal Mithouard

 

Masks

 

Pegi Smith

 

Maria Rivans

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Sunday Evening Art Gallery — Clocks

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I want to cultivate my own sound in my own atmosphere, where the clock is not running. ~ John Rzeznik

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Been Bitten by the Creative Bug Yet?

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Yesterday in Wisconsin it was 46 degrees. Tomorrow the high is supposed to be 2.

Welcome to Wisconsin.

Christmas was hectic and stressful. I figured this winter weather would flatten any Creative balloon I was riding for some time to come. I cleaned out my library/art room/craft room, (↑) since it had stayed dormant since my last craft show. I finished my Art Series …. (more to come!) I thought about what was next — diamond paintings or more circle of life (?) sketches or sewing sparkles on a few T-shirts or coloring mandalas in coloring books.  

Nothing sparked any interest. Cold weather makes me lethargic. Very cold weather makes me a zombie. I hoped I was merely between projects. Not done with them.

Who thinks of arts and crafts when it’s two below outside? Who cares about crafting sparkles when your car won’t start because of the weather or the pipes crack? It’s so much easier to cover up with a blanket and watch stupid TV shows from the past or catch up with Game of Thrones reruns.

Yesterday I thought about with two more products I could add to my Angel Tears inventory. And suddenly my energy is returning. I found myself going through my inventory and sketching new ideas and running through Amazon or Allstarco for gemstone ideas.

I believe that once you open your Creative portal you’ll never be able to close it again. That is, unless you really want to.

I don’t want to. And I hope you don’t want to, either.

Life often sucks around us. I’m dealing with some pretty serious “situations” around me these days, lives and futures in the balance, tomorrow never a given. I never underplay the importance of someone doing what needs to be done to take care of themselves or their friends and family. 

Sometimes being creative is a release from all of that. A dance up in the ether, a bit of sunshine and wind and glorious sunsets. It’s reaching out and doing something no one else can do — not the way you do it. Understand it like you understand it.

Refusing to go quietly into the night, I have set a few “real” goals for this year.  I am going to open a website for my wares. I am also going to expand my business to include windchimes and bookmarks. At least I’m thinking about on doing it all.

Maybe it’s only January, but I hope it’s not too early for you to toss around ideas of starting something new (and creative) or expanding what you’re doing.

Let me know what you’re up to. We can always toss off ideas off one another — even while sitting comfortably on the sofa under a blanket — 

 

 

 

 

 

Sunday Evening Art Gallery — Andrew Fox

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Andrew Fox is a designer and illustrator based in London.Fox has created a series of minimalist animal drawings using only a calligraphy pen and black ink.The result is rather amazing considering that he created each character with only a few strokes.Fox’s style is characterized by its deceptive simplicity that creates individuality and character.His illustrations create entities that have unique personalities of their own.

These few strokes allow viewers to make their own interpretations of these teeny animals.

Fox’s work is a testament to the power of simplicity in design, demonstrating how a few well-placed strokes can convey not only shape but also emotion and character.

More of Andrew Fox’s amazing calligraphy can be found at  https://www.behance.net/afox.

 

 

 

 

Faerie Paths — Rainbow Bar

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Elisabeth Lucas

 

Dedication: Riley Child-Rhymes
James Whitcomb Riley

He owns the bird-songs of the hills –
The laughter of the April rills;
And his are all the diamonds set
In Morning’s dewy coronet, –
And his the Dusk’s first minted stars
That twinkle through the pasture-bars
And litter all the skies at night
With glittering scraps of silver light; –
The rainbow’s bar, from rim to rim,
In beaten gold, belongs to him.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Under the Sea

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The other afternoon I went to my granddaughter’s first grade singing concert named “Under the Sea.” In this world of madness, chaos and indifference, I still have faith in our future.

To watch the joy and concentration on the faces of 30 six- and seven-year-olds while they make swimming arm gestures and sing songs like “Baby Shark” and “Yellow Submarine,” I truly believe there is hope for mankind in general and friends and family in particular.

All colors, all sizes, all levels of interest, these kids represented the best in all of us. I could see future singers, actresses, doctors, and engineers in the sing songy off-key voices.

I have to laugh, because the other day I was watching The Story Channel and they were talking about ancient Egyptians preparing for the after life. They had ideas and hieroglyphics and even directions on how to move into an eternal world of warmth and peace and love.

They believed in tomorrow — a tomorrow that didn’t include depression, apathy, and CPAP machines.

So did the children singing in front of me.

I enjoyed the fact that, for practical purposes, those kids and I had a lot in common. We still  have much to learn, we have faith in others, and we believe all will turn out well in the end. We all do our best to  ignore the brutes and big mouths and troublemakers and make it a point to enjoy life. 

And, like the Egyptians, we both believe in tomorrow.

Maybe one of those glow-in-the-dark fish or starfish in today’s picture is me. Glowing in the dark, behind held firmly by the next generation.

There’s a lot of fish and starfish glowing in the picture — maybe you’re one too.

 

 

 

 

 

Faerie Paths — Chocolate

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Mama always said, ‘Life was like a box of chocolates. You never know what you’re gonna get.'”

~ Forrest Gump

 

 

 

 

 

 

Sunday Evening Art Gallery — Adel Abdessemed

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Adel Abdessemed (-1971) is an Algerian-French contemporary artist.He fled Algeria after the beginning of the 1992 civil war, taking with him the memory of the war and the range of atrocities.The artist has been educated at the International City of Arts, Paris, National School of Fine Arts of Lyon, France, the higher School of Fine Arts of Algiers, and Regional School of Fine Arts of Batna, Algeria.Abdessemed embraces a wide variety of media, including drawing, sculpture, performance, video and installation. His work often deals with the themes of war, violence and religion and is characterized by brutal imagery that attempts to depict the inherent violence of the contemporary world.

He is known for his strong works, breaking and transforming the flow of images and the tension of today’s world.Abdessemed manipulates familiar materials and images to create provocative and often violent works influenced by his exposure to the Gulf War and its global impact.

More of Adel Abdessemed’s heartfelt artworks can be found at https://www.adelabdessemed.com/.

 

 

 

Monday Monday — Sunday/Monday Evening Art Gallery Blog

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Looking back on my Monday posts, I noticed a lot of Sunday/Monday Evening Art Gallery Blogs —

 

 

Sunday/Monday Evening Art Gallery — Ercole Barovier
https://humoringthegoddess.com/2017/02/20/sundaymonday-evening-art-gallery-ercole-barovier/

 

 

Sunday/Monday Evening Art Gallery – Alain Delorme
https://humoringthegoddess.com/2017/05/29/sundaymonday-evening-art-gallery-blog-alain-delorme/

 

 

Sunday/Monday Evening Art Gallery – David Martin Stone
https://humoringthegoddess.com/2017/08/21/sundaymonday-evening-art-gallery-blog-david-martin-stone/

 

 

Sunday/Monday Evening Art Gallery – Latchezar Boyadjiev
https://humoringthegoddess.com/2017/09/04/sundaymonday-evening-art-gallery-blog-latchezar-boyadjiev/

 

 

 

Sunday/Monday Evening Art Gallery – Randall Henry Riemer
https://humoringthegoddess.com/2018/01/01/sunday-evening-art-gallery-on-monday-randall-henry-riemer/

 

 

 

Sunday/Monday Evening Art Gallery Blog — Chris Maynard
https://humoringthegoddess.com/2018/03/19/sunday-evening-art-gallery-on-monday-evening-chris-maynard/

 

 

Sunday/Monday Evening Art Gallery — Jamie Moreno
https://humoringthegoddess.com/2020/11/09/sunday-evening-art-gallery-on-monday-jamie-moreno/

 

 

Sunday/Monday Evening Art Gallery — Mosaic Art Buildings
https://humoringthegoddess.com/2019/05/13/sunday-evening-art-gallery-on-monday-mosaic-art-buildings/

 

 

 

Sunday/Monday Evening Art Gallery Blog – Tina Lane
https://humoringthegoddess.com/2018/04/09/sunday-evening-art-gallery-on-monday-tina-lane/

 

And I started to wonder — why was I late in posting Sunday’s blog??

 

I’m certain it was because I was out walking on  Seven Mile Beach, Cayman Islands    or having a cup of Caffè Totò  at the Grand Café Gambrinus in Naples

or sniffing L’Or de J’adore by Jean-Michel Othoniel  at the DIOR Boutique in Paris. 

 

Maybe it was just because I was busy doing something else. How droll.

Enjoy the flip back!

 

 

Sunday Evening Art Gallery — Shangri-La

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Shangri-La is a fictional place described in the 1933 novel Lost Horizon by English author James Hilton.

Gary Renegar

 

Hilton portrays Shangri-La as a mystical, harmonious valley enclosed in the western end of the Kunlun Mountains.

Eleanor McKnight

 

Set in the troubled years before World War Two, the book tells of a community in a lamasery (a monastery for Tibetan lamas), in the lost Tibetan valley of Shangri-La, cut off from the world and from time.

Morgan Richardson

 

All the wisdom of the human race is contained in this place, in the cultural treasures stored, and in the minds of the people who have gathered here in the face of an imminent catastrophe.

Wai-Sin Tong Darbonne

 

Hilton visited the Hunza Valley, located in Gilgit−Baltistan, close to the China–Pakistan border, a few years before Lost Horizon was published.

Sue Downes Allen

 

Being an isolated green valley surrounded by mountains, enclosed on the western end of the Himalayas, it closely matches the description in the novel, and is believed to have inspired Hilton’s physical description of Shangri-La.

Matthew Wong

 

Shangri-La has become synonymous with any earthly paradise, particularly a mythical Himalayan utopia – an enduringly happy land, isolated from the world.

Phyllis Hollenbeck

 

It is obvious that Shangi-La did not exist as an inspiration to past Masters until 1933, but there are modern artists that share the dream of the mystical world through their work.

 

 

 

 

Sunday Evening Art Gallery — Stephen Hawking

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Stephen Hawking (1942-2018) was a British scientist, professor and author who performed groundbreaking work in physics and cosmology, and whose books helped to make science accessible to everyone.Hawking studied physics at University College, Oxford (B.A.), and Trinity Hall, Cambridge (Ph.D.).

Gary Hogben

Hawking suffered from amyotrophic lateral sclerosis, also known as Lou Gehrig’s disease, and was confined to an electric wheelchair for much of his adult life. He continued to work despite the disease’s progressively disabling effects.

A Cambridge University professor, Hawking redefined cosmology by proposing that black holes emit radiation and later evaporate.

In 1971, Hawking proposed the area theorem, which set off a series of fundamental insights about black hole mechanics. The theorem predicts that the total area of a black hole’s event horizon — and all black holes in the universe, for that matter — should never decrease.

Lushsux

He also showed that the universe had a beginning by describing how Albert Einstein’s theory of general relativity eventually breaks down when time and space are traced back to the Big Bang about 13.7 billion years ago.

Charis Tsevis

Hawking applied quantum theory – governing the subatomic world – to black holes, which he claimed discharge radiation that causes them to disappear.

Black holes are formed when a massive star collapses under the weight of its own gravity. Detected by the movement of surrounding matter, they devour everything in their path and may play a role in the birth of galaxies.

Sean McCabe

Hawking’s work greatly spurred efforts to theoretically delineate the properties of black holes, objects about which it was previously thought that nothing could be known.

BONB Creative

His work was also important because it showed these properties’ relationship to the laws of classical thermodynamics and quantum mechanics.

More of Stephen Hawking’s research and theories can be found at https://www.biography.com/scientists/stephen-hawking and https://www.space.com/15923-stephen-hawking.html.

 

 

 

Peace (repost)

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Wonderful truth for us all from Rainbow Wave of Light …

 

Peace | The Creator

 

You may believe peace is something that needs to be created, worked toward and/or manifested before it will appear. The Universe would like to remind you that peace has always been. It is in every thought, every emotion and every action of your Earth plane existence. The only thing you need to do is realize it is there and allow it into your life.

~ Creator

 

 

Sending You Wishes for 2025!

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Wishing you a fun/creative/peaceful/wild/adventurous/hot-chocolate-in-the-cold (or Piña Colada at the beach) kind of 2025!

 

~ Friendship ~

Sandra Apperloo

 

~ Creativity ~

Tiffany Arp-Daleo

 

~ Relaxing Sleep ~

Debra Bernier

 

~ Good Food ~

Famous Food Paintings

 

~ Inspirational Music ~

Musical Notes

 

~ Writing Time ~

Elegant Fountain Pens

 

 

~ Remembering~

Abandoned Cars

 

~ Sharing ~

Lorenzo Quinn

 

~ Fresh Air ~

Arnold Böcklin

 

 ~ Discovery ~

Arabella Proffer

 

♥

No Resolutions!

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I don’t know if New Year’s Resolutions are still a big thing these days.

Years past people have made big vows (lose weight, stop smoking), medium vows (finish writing novel, walk more) and small vows (give up chocolate shakes, text friends more).

Some resolutions are no brainers (learn a new creative art), others are impossible (lose 20 pounds in two weeks).

It seems we are never satisfied with ourselves, so we pick one “official” day to go cold turkey and turn our lives around.

Of course, such an abrupt stop and start often doesn’t work out, because we don’t change the energy around such abrupt changes. 

We can’t eat a pound of chocolate chip cookies one day and give them up forever the next. We can’t start walking five miles a day when we can barely walk to the corner and back. 

We all get very lofty with our new resolutions, and become depressed and disillusioned when we don’t fulfill them within a few weeks.

I have stopped making New Year’s Resolutions.

Life is hard enough without bringing the wrath of Armageddon down upon myself for non compliance.

What I have been doing is changing my life one step at a time. I am changing, even though it’s at a pretzel logic pace. 

We don’t buy snacks like chips and cookies and junk food anymore. To compromise, I do make homemade banana bread and pineapple smoothies. I don’t walk a marathon every day (as the small of my back protests) but I do walk up and down the stairs at least five times a day. I no longer have novel writing in the near future, but between blogging and making suncatchers and drawing and a few other creative ventures I’m kept quite alert mentally.

I believe every day is a chance to improve your lot in life. I laugh because I’m always saying “I learned something new today!” The things I learn (and sometimes later forget) aren’t earth shattering — but they are things I’ve never known about my whole life.

I look in the mirror every morning and ask myself what I can do to improve what I’ve been carrying around for 70+ years. A haircut? Undereye cream? Get rid of clothes that don’t fit?

New Year’s resolutions are more of a marker in life. Ideas and wishes that have crystalized into a determination to do something sooner than later.

I say — let’s just work on ourselves one day at a time. Work to to learn something new, eat healthier, move move. No time restrictions — just a mental note that you achieved something yesterday and will do so again today.

Let’s let the resolutions disappear into the mist, leaving a good heart and good vibrations in its wake.  

YOU CAN DO IT!!!

 

 

 

Sunday Evening Art Gallery — Marc Chagall

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Marc Chagall (1887-1985),  born Moishe Shagal, was a Russian-French Draftsman, Painter, and Printmaker.

Reims Cathedral, Reims, France

 

Constantly on the move throughout the major European cities, this notable figure developed a unique aesthetic profoundly infused by the Jewish folk culture while being influenced by Fauvism, Symbolism, and Cubism.

America’s Window, Chicago, Illinois
Panel One, America’s Window

 

An early modernist, he was associated with the École de Paris, as well as several major artistic styles and created works in a wide range of artistic formats, including painting, drawings, book illustrations, stained glass, stage sets, ceramics, tapestries and fine art prints.

Chichester Cathedral, West Sussex, England.

 

One of the most remarkable aspects of Chagall’s stained glass artistry is his seamless blend of traditional religious motifs with a modern artistic language.

St Stephen’s Church, Mainz, Germany

 

Chagall’s stained glass windows are characterized by their intricate details and harmonious interplay of colors.

Western View of the Hadassah Hospital, Jerusalem, Israel
Closeup, Hadassah Hospital, Jerusalem, Israel

 

They often feature scenes of love, hope, and spirituality, rendered with a poetic sensitivity that touches the soul of the beholder. 

The Good Samaritan Window, Union Church, Pocantico Hills, New York

 

His ability to convey profound emotions through the use of ethereal imagery is what sets his windows apart and endows them with a timeless appeal.

Peace Windows, United Nations, New York

 

More of Marc Chagall’s amazing contributions to the art world can be found at https://www.marcchagall.com/en.