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Jan. 19, '08
My first blog entry! Ta-Da. The holidays are over and I'm back to work in the craft room. Got some new stuff for the site done and it will come on here tomorrow. Weather here is bitter cold, so no outside fun to be had. As a result, I hole up in the craft room. Any excuse to delay housework!
Tomorrow I am getting a role of floor canvas and will begin painting floor cloths for the site. Yep, I need a new project for sure.
So I guess I'll close this out for now, as I'm being pretty boring. Perhaps I'll get better at this as time goes on. We can only hope, can't we.
Jan. 20.
Thanks to my hubby, Rich, new items are on the site, with more in the works. And we went to Micheal's and got a roll of canvas so I can start the floor cloths. Planning on starting one tomorrow. I think I'll do a pond floor cloth. I'm hungry for it to be warm enough to sit outside by our Koi pond. So since it's still way too cold, I will just paint a pond floor cloth. And when I tire of the painting, I have a couple of new ideas for polymer canes. So it will be a busy day tomorrow. My oldest daughter is coming for supper and I promised a meat-loaf. I am a terrible cook, but can manage to make a fair meat-loaf. Anyway, my family is very kind to me and always gives me compliments on my meat-loaf. I think they just want to make me feel better about my cooking. The joke around here is that the smoke alarm is the dinner bell. Wow. I go from floor cloths to meat-loaf. Ha! Still working on getting this blog thing down. So, til later.
Jan 28
And here I am once again. I had to laugh at the request on my guest book to post my meatloaf recipe. Well. Here's the thing. We don't eat beef anymore and I use ground turkey. Our 18-year-old grandson lives with us and he and my sweet hubby love the meat loaf. Or are they just very kind and very hungry. At any rate, I hate to cook with a passion! And I can't eat anything spicy, so all my meals are very, very simple and healthy. If I do put spices in my cooking, my hubby almost breaks down in tears of joy. I guess the proof of his love for me is that he eats what I cook and has never complained. Coop doesn't complain either. In fact he always compliments me on my cooking. I think they just feel very, very sorry for me. Sometimes I think I might have some witch in me, as I often dish up burnt offerings. But enough of my cooking. Back to my passion which is working in my craft room. Well, that and sitting by our Koi pond. I've decided I must be obsessive-compulsive where my art work is concerned. It's my therapy and Lord knows I must need a lot of therapy. I get heart palpatations when Micheal's has their clay on sale and walk in with my eyes glazed over. And now I've added floor cloth painting. My birthday is coming up, and hubby bought me a roll of blank floor canvas! I was so thrilled I could have fallen over. This last week I've been working on the first floor cloth for my site and have almost completed it. I hope to have it on this site later this week. It's a pond, rocks around the perimeter and lovely water-lily leaves, duck-weed and fern. And I then put in the water nymphs, swimming with joy. I am pleased with it. But as I have worked on this, the meals have suffered....as usual. Last night I declared I wasn't going to cook anything for supper. The guys stared at me with large eyes and then took turns standing and peering into the fridge, hoping something would jump out at them. They finally settled on hot dogs (turkey hot dogs). I ate a can of soup as I am on a diet. A few weeks ago I quit smoking and now I want to eat everything in site. My gut shows it. So now I'm watching what I eat and hopefully by the time we open the pool I'll be able to fit in my swim suit. I really, really hate to diet. It's just all too depressing. It's just not fair that as we get older, our metabolisms slow down. So with all the frustration with dieting, I find myself going back to the craft room and my therapy. I'm working on a little giraffe. He will soon be on the site, too. And now I must go. I promised enchiladas for supper....with ground turkey and low-fat cheese. The guys will be thrilled I'm cooking tonight and the meal will be spicy. Bye for now.
Feb. 6
Today a long-time friend called me to wish me happy birthday. We've known each other since we were in the second grade. I feel grateful that we've kept our friendship going all these years. Anyway, the conversation turned to my art work. She said her sister commented that perhaps if I "tamed" down my work, I would sell more. That gave me a real chuckle. So the question arises. Does an artist...or crafter....create their work to please other people and get them to buy, or does one create what they want to create, without worrying if anyone will buy it or not? That's a hard one. Lord knows I would be thrilled if I sold more of my work. Afterall, my car is in the shop, my dryer is making strange noises and I could certainly use extra bucks. I have thought about "taming down" my creations. But it stopped at the thought. I begin creating something and it pours from my soul. I am me and am not real sure that trying to change those outpourings would be a good thing for my soul. I used to do a lot of watercolor paintings. It was the same thing. My paintings were "different". I sold some, but never as many as I would a wished. But for the life of me I could not paint more traditionally. So I just painted what I wanted and took my chances. Life with polymer clay. Right now, the polymer clay beads seem to be really popular in the market place. I make beads. I hated the beads. I tried making more beads and I pretty much hated doing the whole thing. So I stopped doing polymer clay beads. Don't get me wrong. I see some of the gorgeous polymer beads being made and I admire the work greatly. But I just don't like doing them. So I follow this rule for myself. I stay true to my heart. Life is so short...much to short to keep doing something one doesn't enjoy. There is too much we have to do that we don't like ,so I think if we have a choice, then we should do exactly what we want to do, even if it causes stares from others.
