As a child I always liked playing with chalk, other than that drying-out feeling it left on my hands.
Then as an adult, I didn't like the dust that it leaves below any work area.
The ideal place for chalk.......
the road.
to have Courage....In Family Life, In Spirituality, In Health, In Living Simply
I'm on a journey...... as we all are. Learning, remembering, re-discovering about health, spirituality, relationships, emotions and the mind.
Showing posts with label art. Show all posts
Showing posts with label art. Show all posts
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
Sunday, February 27, 2011
Mitchell's Leather Work
With all the females in our household, Mitchell is the one we buy the used leather purses for!!
He's been doing an awesome job creating these projects. And has fun, to boot!!
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
Friday, January 28, 2011
Double One's
One of her Grandma's gave her a book on Drawing and Painting Wildlife, so I'm sure we'll be seeing even more and more of that around here. Today she's been painting horses.
Happy Birthday, Maret.
Friday, December 24, 2010
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
(DPP) Watching Movies
We pull the couches up in front of our biggest computer screen and watch a movie.
No TV for us, but this works just fine.
And now those with needlework projects like to do it while watching a movie,
or while Mom reads aloud.
Oh, and welcome to Winter (officially).
Oh, and welcome to Winter (officially).
Saturday, December 18, 2010
Monday, December 13, 2010
(DPP) Big Sis Little Bro
Mix together Big Artistic Sister with 4 year old Little Brother and some colourful nailpolish the other Sisters just got from Santa's Early Elves and you have Happy Faces!
Friday, December 10, 2010
Thursday, November 18, 2010
Hollyhock Doll
Last night Toveli and I shared a book "Priscilla and the Hollyhocks" by Anne Broyles, about a young slave girl on a Southern plantation, her forced march along the Trail of Tears, and a chance encounter with a white man she'd previously met who ends up paying $1000 in gold to adopt her so she can get an education and be part of a family with 15 other adopted children.
From the book, Toveli learned to make a Hollyhock doll from the flower & a bud, and made one from a plant in our backyard.
Bit blurry, but these were all taken by the Artist Herself. Including the one she took of herself!
Thursday, November 11, 2010
Sunday, October 17, 2010
Impromptu Art Show
The doorbell rings. Who would it be, in the dark, no lights on outside, and we don't really know anybody around here?
It's a travelling door-to-door salesman selling original oil paintings! With a cute accent. (I'm a sucker for accents. This one is Israeli. I love Israeli accents.) Everette invites Ille (or something like that) in with his art package.
He rushes in with his big bundle and plops himself confidently in front of the gas fireplace. He's certainly not shy, not one bit.
The children gather around on the newly arrived couches (Everette just picked them up this afternoon from his sisters. Ahhh, we are relieved to be off of the floor finally! Numb-bum has been a constant for 2 weeks now).
Voila! Our living room is morphed into an impromptu Art Show.
We are told of some of the techniques used with the oils, the rubbing off, the tools (to apply and/or remove). We feel the texture. Marvel at the vibrant colours. Recognize some of the famous painters they are trying to 'copy'. Van Gogh, Picasso. We see Jerusalem. Paris. Venice. Tour d'France. Fields of poppies. Ancient pottery.
All so beautiful. The depth created by layers and colours. The play with shadows.
The children loved it. Up close and centre. What a treat.
And I snuck some photos.
A 'Van Gogh' look-alike
It's a travelling door-to-door salesman selling original oil paintings! With a cute accent. (I'm a sucker for accents. This one is Israeli. I love Israeli accents.) Everette invites Ille (or something like that) in with his art package.
He rushes in with his big bundle and plops himself confidently in front of the gas fireplace. He's certainly not shy, not one bit.
The children gather around on the newly arrived couches (Everette just picked them up this afternoon from his sisters. Ahhh, we are relieved to be off of the floor finally! Numb-bum has been a constant for 2 weeks now).
Voila! Our living room is morphed into an impromptu Art Show.
We are told of some of the techniques used with the oils, the rubbing off, the tools (to apply and/or remove). We feel the texture. Marvel at the vibrant colours. Recognize some of the famous painters they are trying to 'copy'. Van Gogh, Picasso. We see Jerusalem. Paris. Venice. Tour d'France. Fields of poppies. Ancient pottery.
All so beautiful. The depth created by layers and colours. The play with shadows.
The children loved it. Up close and centre. What a treat.
And I snuck some photos.
Field of Poppies was one of Gaelyn's favorites and looked great on our wall at the bottom of the stairwell.
A 'Van Gogh' look-alike
Thursday, August 26, 2010
Always a Hit
I'm not sure where the Farmer Guys came from though....
Because Everette and I went away for the day to check out rentals on Salt Spring. So our day was full of wind blowing in our hair while driving the Jeep,
meditation in the warm morning sun,
and beautiful scenery.
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
My Shadow
~ Roberts Louis Stevenson
I have a little shadow that goes in and out with me,
And what can be the use of him is more than I can see.
He is very, very like me from the heels up to the head;
And I see him jump before me, when I jump into my bed.
The funniest thing about him is the way he likes to grow --
Not at all like proper children, which is always very slow;
For he sometimes shoots up taller like an india-rubber ball,
And sometimes gets so little that there's none of him at all.
He hasn't got a notion of how children ought to play,
And can only make a fool of me in every sort of way.
He stays so close beside me, he's a coward you can see;
I'd think shame to stick to nursie as that shadow sticks to me!
One morning very early, before the sun was up,I rose and found the shining dew on every buttercup;
But my lazy little shadow, like an arrant sleepy-head,
Had stayed at home behind me and was fast asleep in bed.
I have a little shadow that goes in and out with me,
And what can be the use of him is more than I can see.
He is very, very like me from the heels up to the head;
And I see him jump before me, when I jump into my bed.
The funniest thing about him is the way he likes to grow --
Not at all like proper children, which is always very slow;
For he sometimes shoots up taller like an india-rubber ball,
And sometimes gets so little that there's none of him at all.
He hasn't got a notion of how children ought to play,
And can only make a fool of me in every sort of way.
He stays so close beside me, he's a coward you can see;
I'd think shame to stick to nursie as that shadow sticks to me!
One morning very early, before the sun was up,I rose and found the shining dew on every buttercup;
But my lazy little shadow, like an arrant sleepy-head,
Had stayed at home behind me and was fast asleep in bed.
Pic by Lim Heng Swee
Friday, July 30, 2010
Introducing Laars' Perspective
He likes the camera.
He LOVES Mama


He loves cars, too.
Maret kept getting lower and lower to try and stay in the field of view!
This one got a little help from Mama, but I think he's getting the hang of it for a 3yo.
(ok, there were alot that got deleted. Thank God for digitals!)
He loves cars, too.
Maret kept getting lower and lower to try and stay in the field of view!
This one got a little help from Mama, but I think he's getting the hang of it for a 3yo.
(ok, there were alot that got deleted. Thank God for digitals!)
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