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I've had a few days completely to myself and I refuse to stop playing!!!  This one I did entirely on Photoshop using pencil brushes to sketch the eye (using my mouse) Wacom tablet I want you!!!    Then I used lots of other brushes for painting, textures, tons of layers, filters etc.

journal page

Tonights sketch with a little "digi manip" added for ooomph!!!!

Sunrise

Midnight journal page, "talking with my muse".  The face, I sketched and painted by hand, then scanned and digitally enhanced in Photoshop.  The background into which I "opened" a niche/ window is from Shadowhouse Creations.  The gorgeous flowers.... a still life photo I found somewhere on Flickr.

Mother Nature's wrath

in prayer.

Rockin Round Robin

I'm absolutely thrilled to be a part of Monica's, (girl-gone-thread-wild.blogspot.com) round robin.  There are six of us playing, and I thought I'd share a photo or two of the dolls as they rotate amongst us.

This is the beginning of my doll.  The idea is to create something new by using something old....recycling, or as Monica has aptly titled our group..."Trashing it Out."  She is now in Arizona hanging with JoAnnA.

I've been digging into my stash and finding things that are almost as old as I am!!!!!!!!!!  Hey, as they say, "everything old is new again" and ain't that the truth.

                                                        Below is Monica's doll, Circus as she arrived to me.

Talk about recycling, her head is a hollowed out light bulb, is that Kool or what!!!!!

A very blurry  (oops) photo of what Circus and I have been up to.   She had lot's to tell me; a tremendous amount of wisdom to share, and we've had a wonderful time together.

Esperanza

Un cierto día le diré 

todo qué mi corazón no podría expresar.

 Mi mente por completo de la emoción, 

mi boca sin un lugar. 

El recordar diario la hora, 

y anhelante de volver. 

De donde vine y a donde llegaré.

             ~Gloria Martin

translation......  

Someday I'll tell you everything my heART could not express.

        My mind full of emotion, my mouth without a home.

Remembering, every day,  that place,  so wistful to return.

 From where I came, and to where I shall arrive.

Quote by Anais Nin

Speaking from my heART

To those of you familiar with the very sad plight of little Victor Barahona, his sister Nubia, and their two other adopted siblings, please offer up a prayer for them.

MOURNING has broken

My homage to a new year.  An original sketch, hand painted on canvas using acrylics. I scanned the painting into photoshop and digitally manipulated the texture using  filters.   The bird is a png. I found on Flickr, and the soft background of tiny stars....thanks to......Joessistah.

Sisters of Perpetual Mischief

When I'm bad, I'm bad..., but, when I'm good, I'm better.~Mae West

         

Rachel's Meditation

Rachel is the name of my darling, most beloved Aunt, and with whom I speak by telephone on almost a daily basis, but always, constantly, through my mind and heart.   She is far away in miles, a recent but necessary relocation.  It is the first time in my life that I've lived more than just minutes away from her, and I miss her terribly.

So tonight, I serendipitously found these soothing words courtesy of Jane Cather through her amazing web site www.janecather.com, and I truly hope Jane does not mind that I’ve borrowed them for awhile, as they describe exactly what my Auntie Rachel’s love and energy  mean to me. 

Rachel's Meditation
The energy of my garden plants can support my body. I can lie down on this energy bed just above the plants. As I look down into the plant bed I begin to heal.

Le Jardin

Cultivating a garden of creativity in my minds eye. Now.........to express these figurative flowers through my hands.

2011

"Don't judge each day by the harvest you reap but by the seeds that you plant" ~~~
Robert Louis Stevenson

Dear Lord……..I pray to thee on this, and everyday hereafter, for a green thumb ;-)

  Feliz Navidad ya'll!!!!!!!!!

Going through old photographs and sitting here amidst a million wonderful memories, as I listen to Christmas carols......oh wait..........I'm missing the hot Chocolate, or should I make it a Hot Toddy????  Either, or, ~ ideal, considering the fact that it is 50 degrees or below here in sunny south FLorida........yikes!!!!  I love it.

It totally gets me into the holiday spirit as is evident here in this photo of my little girl, taken in 1976, and a scan of an embroidered piece I've been working on today - a copy of her first letter to Santa, written by Stacey herself in 1978.  She was barely four years old and so was still confusing her N's and M's.   Sorry Santa.

Now ready to embellish!!!

Today she's a mommy encouraging her own child to write his first Christmas letter. The only difference is...... his list is already TWO pages long!!!!