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Thursday, May 20, 2010

Time heals all wounds


Experimenting with watercolors
Feeling a bit sad lately; think it's time to go to San Diego to recharge

Opposites


Hot and cold, fire and ice, light and dark
Inspiration was courtesy of Katy Perry's song Hot n Cold
I'm continuing to experiment with pastels and loving it!

Saturday, May 8, 2010

Turtle Serenity


The creativity is bountiful and overflowing!


Sea turtles are my favorite animals...they are the perfect example of serenity, endurance and longevity.


This was one of the fastest creations I've completed...(under 30 minutes) I was actually agitated by the time I came home from work; it was only Monday and the week was off to a bad start. I started to brush color onto the paper with pastels and was surprised that I didn't use more forceful, abrupt and staccato strokes; the blue was very calming; long, flowing strokes became more smooth and round...before I knew it I had completed a background! The little turtle was created with watercolor. Take a deep refreshing breath...serenity now.

Honey


I was having pancakes for dinner the other night...yes, pancakes. My inspiration for this multi-media piece came as I slowly poured syrup over my pile of fluffy, delectable eats. Either I was sleep deprived or overcaffeinated...the slow gooey ribbon that dripped its way to my plate held my attention.

I really like this piece because it is composed of water color, pencil and acrylic.

GREEN DAY ON BROADWAY!


My favorite band and Broadway. Throw in good friends and good food = TOTALLY AWESOME TIMES!!!!


The show started out with such great energy and it continued all the way through. My friend who isn't a big Green Day fan like me enjoyed the show very much too!


My favorite part was actually at the very end where the cast all came on stage with their acoustic guitars and played Good Riddance. It was astounding.


My favorite arrangement was 21 Guns -- it was a true kleenex moment

Sunday, May 2, 2010

Bluebird


Imagine a smoky lounge filled with people who came to drown there sorrows in whiskey. Then a blanket of silence falls upon the crowd as the curtains pull back and the Bluebird appears, glowing in the halo of the spotlight. The music starts and her voice fills the air. Everyone falls under her spell and for a few brief moments all their troubles fade away.


As the curtain closes, the Bluebird cries. Who's there to listen to her sorrows?

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