Saturday, May 24, 2008

Olberman- right again.

I do not know what is going on with Hillary. I am embarrassed that I once admired her and stood up for her. What a nut job she turns out to be. Yesterday's comments by her were really outrageous.... Good old Keith called her out, too. (if you have not seen this, it is more then worth your ten minutes):

Thursday, May 22, 2008

New Hall- or Sage Hall Redux 2

This is the third Sage hall painting. I may have more- as this exploration has been fun.

Tuesday, May 20, 2008

another Tuesday

Oh these Tuesdays keep coming. Let's just hope that this day ends the bickering.

Thursday, May 15, 2008

Step 2

I am on day 3 of step two of the nicotine patch- and feeling quite proud of myself!

Many of you know that I have been sucking on the nicotine lozenges since the day that they came out- a switch from the gum that I used for years before that. I quit smoking in the spring of 2000, and have been supplementing my nicotine ever since. I have only been half joking when I would consider starting to smoke to get off of the lozenges- I mean, they were way more addictive than smoking. A person can not smoke anywhere anymore- but a nicotine lozenge? You can have that anywhere you want. Anyway- stepping down- hoping that by July, I will have this monkey off of my back. Yippee for me!

Been working on a great big canvas, and enjoying the crab apple blossoms, bleeding hearts and lilacs.

Tuesday, May 6, 2008

a comfort

I read today, words from an Austrian Lawyer, Christoph Herbst, about the family of Elisabeth Fritzl. Herbst said he had the impression that the victimised family had a loving relationship when he met them.

"My experience of the family was a very positive one. Looking at the way they treat each other, it is really very loving, they are open towards each other and they play together," he said. "If you see the family with your own eyes, it makes you feel much better than looking at the whole case in theory and from afar," he said.

This is such a relief! While I sit here far away and certainly theorizing- it was looking really bad. Thank you for better information. Now I plan to picture them in a beautiful bubble of love.

Monday, May 5, 2008

a little corner of the world

My new studio is feeling more and more like home. In fact, it is so comfortable, it is hard to believe that I have only been in here for 4 months. There is exactly the right amount of room to do everything that you could want to do in a studio. I have my printing area, and my kitchen area and slop sink. There is an office area and a meeting area. I have a place for drawing, for framing and a spot for mulling and tubing paint. Lots of storage, of course- and a nice place for reading and taking a nap, (and there is nothing like a good studio nap!) This space is just right to have a few extra easels for people who want to come and paint with me.

You can see the area that I have gravitated to for painting when I want to sit and paint. Nice because of the proximity of the window and color charts.

Come visit- I will make you coffee!

Saturday, May 3, 2008

Love of Light.

As I am sitting here, finishing up my painting of light flooding my dining room table- the same table where We have eaten many happy family meals, played games, paid bills and decorated for holidays- The whole time, all of these long years, she was in the cellar. I am filled with sadness over the story about Elisabeth Fritzl, the Austrian teenager thrown into a dungeon under her house, raped by her father and having 7 of his children. Oh my God!

I complained all winter about the lack of light. I complained about the cold and will be heard complaining when I don't get out enough. I really think that I have never had cause to complain about anything.

Three of Elisabeth's children had never seen sunlight or the sky or anything outside of their prison- not ever. But Elisabeth had. She knew her father was her monster- she knew what she was missing all of her 24 years in hell- and when I think of all the things that I have done since 1984, and all the ways that I have changed, my heart is aching for her. When I try to imagine how good she must feel now that she is free, it is easy to understand that she may never have a good day. How could a person just get over that and move on? Is it even possible to heal?

Here, across the ocean there is little that we can do about it other then to read what has been reported and hope that the photographers leave them alone. All we can really do is care.

Sending out love, caring and prayers to you Elisabeth Fritzl and to your family. May God's perfect comfort be your blessing. May angels surround you and protect you for the rest of your life.

Friday, May 2, 2008

WIP Dining Room start

Chugging along..... 24x24 oil on panel.