Wednesday, April 30, 2008

You May Be What You Please

If only I could figure out what is it that I please... maybe I could really be it. :-)
- 6"x8" canvas -

Saturday, April 26, 2008


You're searching...
For things that don't exist; I mean beginnings.

Ends and beginnings - there are no such things.

There are only middles.

~Robert Frost
I finished my journal! I started it on the airport, traveling to Belgrade in October and finished it while my husband was on the airport, preparing for the same flight in April. My last spread is done on the first page. Start/end/beginning/finish....

Ends and beginnings - there are no such things.
There are only middles.

I love my moleskine! I love that the covers are black and that it has the rubber closure.
And I love that when you snap off the closure pages open and explode with color.
I don't love that sometimes the acrylic would make the pages stick together and rip when I opened them.
And I don't love that my compositions didn't always work well with the book format.
But I love that the pages are so sturdy that I could puddle watercolors, acrylic paints, glue paper, add gesso or even molding paste... sometimes all at the same time.
I love also that pages from this journal are featured in the summer issue of Artful Blogging! I didn't receive my copy yet, but I received emails from several blogging friends so I hope it looks right. Sooooooooo, finished this journal and I'm not sure what to do next. I didn't buy a new one. Canvases, loose paper, making things.... I didn't decide yet.

Wednesday, April 23, 2008

Travel and change of place impart new vigor to the mind.

Wishing you a safe and beautiful flight...

Saturday, April 12, 2008

Beautiful morning...

Oh what a beautiful morning,
Oh what a beautiful day,
I've got a wonderful feeling,
Everything's going my way.
My Mom used to sing this song every morning. That was her cheerful way of waking me and my sister up for school. I remember putting the pillow over my head, trying to block it out...completely disliking the song and not thinking kind thoughts about my Mom. Of course, as things go, you get older and start to appreciate many things, even the ones that annoyed you when you were a teenager. This song is in my head many mornings, sometimes I even hum it silently... and I think it sets up the mood for the day.

Sunday, April 6, 2008


This is a completely unfinished journal page. Actually, it is only the first layer. I was still inspired by the rose and wanted to paint roses instead of hair (btw - they are unfinished too). Who knows how it will turn out when I decide to continue. I know that it will not be this bright, and I'm not sure if the roses will stay or disappear... I thought it might be interesting to share (and I have nothing else to show).Why are weekends so short? Why do I expect to do so many things and never seem to finish anything? I finally gave up the hope that I'll be able to organize my life to have more time for fun stuff. It's simply not the same since I've been working. Days fly by... it seems that I blink and it's a new month. I am constantly tired and I just can't do all the things that I'd want to. Like - write emails, thank individually for every comment that I receive (because they all mean so much and I'd love to be able to do that), send little somethings to the people I care, play art more, exercise... There has to be a formula somewhere... maybe I need more time to figure things out. We all have the same amount of hours every day. Maybe I should complain less and start working more.
Guess who was the lucky recipient of Sharon's fabulous art mail? Undeserving Lucky ME! I am madly in love with the little clever window with real flowers and doll and music. Isn't it amazing?
WOW! This has been the whiniest post ever... Sorry.

Tuesday, April 1, 2008

Sweet smelling rose

I am lucky to work with really good people. Today a colleague thought that I look too serious and brought me a rose from his garden to cheer me up. It worked! Imagine the sweetest smelling rose in pink/orange hues in a room with a bunch of computers and no windows... I couldn't help myself... I picked a piece of paper and pencil and sneaked a few minutes sketching it. So there it is.... a piece of desk art as Sharon calls it.