Sunday, December 27, 2009
Sunday, November 22, 2009
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Friday, October 30, 2009
Thursday, August 20, 2009
Friday, July 10, 2009
Friday, July 3, 2009
If anyone is interested in ordering the tape I have here just shoot me an email at vesta116 at gmail dot com. THANKS!!!!
On a side note, I just looked out my window and saw my husky running down the road with the terrier/Chihuahua mix (otherwise known as the miniature menace) catching up fast. Obviously those two have busted out of their pen again so I must run!!!!
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
Here's one pile of the decorative tape I have for sale. It doesn't look like a whole lot in the picture, but there's a dozen each of the narrow tape and 6 each of the wide tape for a total of 96 rolls of tape. I also have another bag full of different designs, but I can't seem to find it at the moment!!!
I'm hoping to get images of all the tapes on here ASAP because you HAVE to see this stuff!!!! There's wide tapes, narrow tapes, tapes with skulls, shoes, cats, designs, Russian nesting dolls, you name it. I am in tape heaven and I want you to be in tape heaven too!!!!
Thursday, May 28, 2009
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Saturday, May 23, 2009
I drove all the way to my niece's today to feed her cats only to find she didn't leave the key under the mat where she was suppose to. Poor kitties! It's a nice day for a ride though.
Friday, May 22, 2009
Thursday, May 21, 2009
Thursday, April 23, 2009
I have a bunch of cozy spots inside and outside my house that I regularly create in. One of these days I'm going to photograph all the different places I work just to show people that making art absolutely anywhere is indeed possible!!!!!!
Monday, April 20, 2009
I did finally come up with something to use, made from a digital collage I created, seriously cropped down & with text on top.
Here it is:
I also made up a bunch of collage sheets. I started with vintage postcard & cabinet card images, super-imposed them over my own landscape photos or journal pages, sized & retouched for quality then created full size collage sheets. It's a time consuming process, but I love doing it!!!! I'm out of my 28 lb. paper that I like to use for printing so getting to use them in my work will have to wait until I hit a supply store.
The little guy is spending the day with my mom & I hope to have a highly productive day because of it. There are at least three charm bracelets I need to finish, a bunch of items to photograph, journaling I want to do and a few supply orders to be placed. If I want to do all that I'd better stop playing with Picasa and get moving!
Sunday, April 19, 2009
Remember all the time I waited anxiously for my replacement Sakura Glaze pens to show up? Friday I was looking through my bins of extra markers and I discovered a ton of them in there! Three weeks without using a Glaze pen when I could've been using them all along. *sheesh* I really need to have some sort of inventory of my extra markers and pens. I'm always stocking up on them when they're on sale so I should've known the ones I sent in for replacement weren't the ONLY ones I had. Call it a Duh moment.....
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Anyway, these are the two prints I added:
HEART THEMED MONOPRINT
• If I'd known I was going to live this long, I would have 1) saved more money and 2) waited longer to retire the first time.
• I'm about to turn 81. Life just keeps getting better. I don't recall having difficulty with turning 30, 40, 50, although perhaps the cult of youth was not so strong then as it is now.
I do remember when I turned 60 realizing that most of my life was behind me, and making a new resolution to make the best of every day, to find the good in every day. Since then I have been more mindful of my life, more aware of the seasons, nature, the small pleasures life brings, or can bring if you're alert for them.
• I certainly don't expect to receive respect because of my advanced age.
Presents are good, but respect not expected.
• ...and now my great-grandkids are going to school. Wasn't but about 10 minutes ago that I was doing the Blue Bird/ Camp Fire Girl dad thing ... for their grandmothers. Life goes so fast.
• What on earth makes you think that I have started to feel like a grownup?
I know that I have to act like a grownup, but it's an act. Sure, there's some wisdom that comes along with growing older, one hopes, and some perspective, and there ain't much that life can throw at me that it hasn't already thrown at me once already, but if you mean "grownup" to be the person who always knows the right thing to do, the one who can always be in charge, the automatic authority for all matters spiritual and temporal...
...then I guess my certificate of grownupness got lost in the mail.
• One of the benefits of this age is the amount of practice I've had in tuning out what I don't want to hear.
• Now that I'm very old, if I'm sitting on a bench at the mall waiting for my wife to choose between two apparently identical pair of black pumps, beautiful young women sit down beside me and start talking. I was feeling rather studly about it until my wife informed me that they do it because I look "safe." Of all the things I wanted to look like in my young and wild days, safe was never on the list. sigh Looking like Grandpa is not a chick magnet.
• It makes me nuts when I find out that people have protected me from something - in my case, because of my age. Don't want to upset Grandpa, now, do we. Makes me feel like a child, like I'm being discounted. That kind of thing just makes it worse when the truth emerges.
• Yup, old people don't have sex. Everyone knows this. We don't think about it, and we sure as heck don't do it. (eye roll)
• If you live your life with zest and continue to be curious about things, if you have something or someone that you care about, if you have passion about something - even if it's collecting... I don't know ... matchbook covers or something - but have a passion, you will likely never feel old.
Les <-- off to the gym and then will be fixing supper and then take the dog for a walk and then read some before wife comes home from work to enjoy said supper. This morning, I worked at my part-time job and did a couple of hours of volunteer work at the nursing home.
• Honestly, I never thought I'd live so long. I'm grateful to have seen so much and to have been able to love and be loved so much. As the song says, "Life gets mighty precious when there's less of it to waste."
• I am frequently taken back by the deficiencies in the people's fund of general knowledge. There are people who can't tell you the century of the Civil War, who think George Washington commanded Union troups during the Civil War, who can't pick out names of Presidents from a list given to them, who don't know what H2O is, who - for heaven's sake - if you describe spontaneous generation of living things from non-living matter to them, think it sounds scientifically correct. If it isn't on TV, they don't know it.
And these are not knuckle-draggers, Missing Links. They're average people living average lives.
I remember some of my elderly relatives and their friends being highly upset that my K-12 education did not include Greek and included only 4 years of Latin.
• I don't think you have to be able to recite a recipe from memory, or name all the Presidents in order, or be able to describe the Krebs cycle on demand. But I do think a certain ... awareness of the culture in which you (generic you) live is required in order to live life fully and to understand and put into appropriate context the things you see and hear daily. I think anything else is mental poverty, and sad.
• Some of my grandkids did not have phonics, and those kids to this day don't read as well as their siblings and cousins who were taught phonics. If they come up against a word they don't know, they don't know how to deconstruct it. That's purely anecdotal. They're still all dedicated readers, however, regardless of which way they were taught, which I still think is as much as anything else the result of having all the adults in this family constantly walk around with a finger stuck in a book as a bookmark.
Something we always did was spell words we were using. "That's a horse: h-o-r-s-e" from the time they were babies. "Here's your milk: m-i-l-k." "Time for bed: b-e-d." Some of my kids to this day will do it unconsciously: "Man, it is hot h-o-t today." "Where are my keys k-e-y-s?" It always makes me grin.
• In 1776, a well educated person could have a complete command of science in all its branches, including biology, astronomy, and chemistry; know at least 4 languages, 2 of them dead; be able to recite the names of the emperors of ancient Rome in order; write a 1000 word essay on some abstract concept such as freedom; reel off pages and pages of the Bible and classical Greek poetry and the mediations of Marcus Aurelius from memory; - you get the drift. It was possible to know pretty much everything that there was.
Boy, can we kiss those days goodbye.
• The smartest, wisest, and most successful (in business and in friendships) man I've ever known had 2 years of formal education. He was almost entirely self-taught. I think no matter what your background, you can go on learning and learning and learning as long as you keep your curiosity sharpened and your will strong.
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
I can hear some of you now, "Tape, why tape????? " Because it is one of the hottest, coolest art/craft items out there and you can never, ever have too much of it.
When the order gets here I'll post a photo of the enormous box of tape I foolishly, I mean WISELY, bought..........
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
The front cover, made from an old concert program and an image of a film strip. I covered over the cover with clear packing tape. The spine has metal tape added to it for strength and interest:
Top View of the painted pages:
The note inside telling the finder what it is and some suggestions for how to put it to good use: