Continued -- Glam and Glory

I've continued working on the bags. I've done nearly a dozen in some cute Halloween fabric I've found, thinking they'd be cute for trick or treat bags for kids. (Excuse the mess of my sewing room floor. LOL)


I've also done a few capes and ponchos. This cape is by far the glammiest (is that a word, well, whatever). Its glorious pink satin on one side and gold stretch velvet on the other. VERY shiny.

I'm hoping everything does well at the festival this weekend! Wish me luck. Wrote this little ditty in response to a question for a free spot in an online art journaling class that I covet, but can't afford, so I thought I'd share it here:

There once was a creature named Cloudy.
People sometimes described her as dowdy.
She was quite curvy and round.
With lovely black hair, unbound.
Her eyes were green ice.
Her cheeks were right nice.
She wore dresses and smocks to the ground.
Breathy singing was always her sound.
Most people didn't think twice,
And certainly never thrice,
When Cloudy came into town,
In colors reminiscent of clowns.
But Cloudy was special, you see.
She lived with her soul wild and free.
She wandered and danced,
Chanted, sang, and romanced,
Under the moon, by the sea.
Her partner sometimes only the tree.
And, as she aged well,
Her story to tell,
Her soul lived wild and free.
And, Cloudy, is who I will be....MLW

Thou Art Goddess

I've lately realized that:

I want to draw and paint faces in a way that feels beautiful to me.

I want to feel my heart open and free and wild.

I want to be passionate. Passion is something so special and powerful. And, when combined with love, there's no greater force.

I want to be that wave of energy so that I can waken that spirit in others. 

Bags

I know its been 14 forevers since I've posted anything...sheer laziness. But, I was so inspired by my trip to the Outdoor Art Show, today, that I felt compelled to do some catching up.



Most recently, I've been working on some bags to vend at an upcoming festival the end of this month. The one above is Brown moleskin outside and blue flannel camo on the inside. It is fully lined, has tie-straps (to be adjustable) and can be used reversible. I'm considering selling for $15 each.

This one is also brown moleskin exterior with cotton car print interior. Also reversible. Also $15.

I'm working on some cotton/cotton and cotton/knit ones as well that will be $10 each.

Also making a few different reversible capes (some with hoods, some without). Pics coming soon!

Hatred

 

 

I hated people who couldn't handle their liquor, until I became one in the late stages of my own alcoholism.

I hated people who were weak, until I became one in my own loss of control.

I hated women who didn't parent with love, until I became one in my own empty life.

 

I hated people who were bound by the conventions of society, until I became one in my own fearful desire to hide myself.

 

I hated people who were intentionally cruel, until I became one in the throes of my own pain.

 

I hated people who had power, until I became one who abused it.

 

In the end, I hated so deeply that I couldn't see...

 that the person I hated the most...

 lived inside of me...

 to the detriment of my soul.

 

 

Today, I chase different things...

I seek hope and to be hopeful.

I seek serenity and to be serene.

 

I seek silence in order to listen.

I seek strength in order to lend it.

I seek connection, that I may be connected.

 

I seek the brushing of my soul against that of another's.

Blessed be.



Blossom

I didn't know that part of my journey would be to rediscover the Divine feminine within myself and others.

 

I didn't know that aging, gaining weight, wizening, or giving up bad habits would further that journey.

 

I didn't know how much I needed my circle of women, until I found them...until I embraced them...until I opened the door and showed them into that

 

...SACRED place. The one inside of me.

 

The place where we are all sisters, all connected, all one with the earth.

 

Traveling here has released me to personal freedom.

 

I AM FREE.

 

And, so can you be....

Mermaid

 

 

I've always had a strange, dual relationship with water...one characterized by both awe and fear.

 

In retrospect, it quite makes sense. The symbolism of the element of water, the emotionality, the flow, were things that I never felt sure of...always felt threatened by. Feelings have the ability to wash me away on a reluctant journey toward things I prefer to ignore. They have the inordinate ability to envelop me in a sense of chaos...lack of control. And, my mind always insists I be in control.

 

But, my heart, she tells a different tale. She wants experience, sensuality, tactile pleasure, and rollicking sentiment, spiraling from deep within and rocketing out into the sentient world.

Drawing Down the Moon

I've had the moon done for quite some time now. I always find it interesting to hear what others see in it. It was my intention, only, to paint a Blood Moon (a witch's moon). But, many things have leapt from its face at different times to me. What do you see?

So, while the background was done, I just couldn't decide what to add, what she called for, until I looked at it, sitting on the easel, the other day. And, it just screamed at me of the Drawing Down the Moon ceremony. Perhaps, I was inspired by celebrating Beltane with my sisters. Perhaps, it was the lusty May moon in the sky. Perhaps, it was divine whispering.

It doesn't really matter, the inspirational source. I've come to understand that intuitive painting is just about listening to that intuition and following its advice.

And, in some tangible way, its taught me to listen to my own intuition about things outside of art....my career, my relationships, my life....and to follow that internal whisper (although, sometimes, quite frankly, its a shout) to its desired end. Surprise! The more I follow that guidance, the better my life becomes. Who'd have guessed?

Life is a blessing. Live it.