I will be a guest artist at Hope Gallery in Bristol, R.I., for the “Summer in the City” exhibition. The exhibit takes place from August 7 through August 31, 2012. If you live in the area, please stop in and see me at the opening reception on Sunday, August 12, from 5 to 8 p.m. Light refreshments will be served. The gallery is located at 435/437 Hope Street in Bristol. (This 8 x 8 mixed media collage on a wood panel with gallery sides is called “Joy.”) Find out more about the gallery here: http://www.hopegalleryfineartfinecraft.com/
“Time is an equal opportunity employer. Each human being has exactly the same number of hours and minutes every day. Rich people can’t buy more hours. Scientists can’t invent new minutes. And you can’t save time to spend it on another day. Even so, time is amazingly fair and forgiving. No matter how much time you’ve wasted in the past, you still have an entire tomorrow.” ~Denis Waitely
I was very aware of the preciousness of time this weekend, given the recent horrific reminder in Colorado that we don’t know when we are out of time. My heart goes out to all of those who died in the darkness of that movie theater and to those who survived and likely will never be the same.
I spent my time this weekend doing things I should do (exercising at an 8:30 a.m. Zumba class); things I need to do (running errands); and things I love to do (taking my teenager to see a movie, where I had a conversation with him that I never imagined I’d need to have about what to do if there is ever gunfire in a theater).
I also frantically worked on art and jewelry in my studio as the hours quickly slipped away.
It’s that time of year again. That time when I stop procrastinating (I mean it) and get ready for the Dorchester Arts Collaborative Open Studios weekend that takes place in October.
I’ve started by gearing up my jewelry making efforts. This weekend I made 10 necklaces (above is one of the new ones). I love being forced to focus on a deadline, well, not really, but looks like I need an ax over my head to get going.The Muse is stubborn sometimes. 🙂 I’m aiming to have at least 20 new designs to show by October, which is very doable. After I get to 20 I’ll switch to making my handcrafted greeting cards.
It’s really great to immerse myself. Once I get going, each project inspires the next. I’ll start going through my bead stash while working on one necklace and get ideas for three more before I can even get that one done. I love those bursts of creativity. If I could just win the lottery, I could do this every day.
Weekends slip by so quickly. And this one was no different. I saw “The Amazing Spiderman” with my 13-year-old son–13, still hard to say that. I like going to the movies with him. It’s the only time he allows me within his protective-bubble-personal space for long periods of time, now that he’s a teenager (of which he reminds me often).
I worked on some projects that I’ve long procrastinated over—finally created the necklaces that my friend has been waiting for. Hope she likes them. And I shortened a necklace for a client. It’s so nice to cross promised projects off my list.
I found time to do a quick pencil sketch (above). I may totally change this with some collage work. I haven’t decided yet. Well, I know the hands–my weakness–still need work. So I’ll have to revisit this one again.
I also made another necklace (below). The necklace is in honor of an in-law who died far too soon–although I think that could be said of any age when someone dies. I only spent time with her on two occasions because she lived in Africa. She only spoke the native language and French, and I only speak English, but each time she communicated well–though she was very shy–in smiles and laughter.
As I created this necklace, which is made from beads (stones) sent as a gift to me from her mother directly from Africa, I thought of her and tried to reflect my vision of her as I designed—her earthiness, the beauty of her nature, the lasting impression she made with a will as strong as stone and a personality imbued with soft shades of loveliness that always managed to radiate the brightest joy. The last two beads at the end of the necklace are two black beads–a reminder that everything comes to an end, fades to black. The toggle that closes the necklace is a flower–a reminder that more beauty awaits us in the afterlife. Rest, Dear One.
I was in heaven this weekend because I got to spend hours working in my studio painting paper with acrylics. Here are some of the results. (I owe my friend two new necklaces. I hope she will forgive my creative procrastination.)