DEAR SISTER DON'T FRET
VISITORS COME TO SEE YOU
THEY WON'T NOTICE DUST
BEFORE
AFTERSunday, September 18, 2011
Monday, September 12, 2011
Monday, September 5, 2011
Monday, August 22, 2011
Tuesday, August 16, 2011
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
Monday, August 1, 2011
Sunday, July 24, 2011
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
Monday, July 11, 2011
Party At The Carousel
Grampi's Birthday
Two Ducks and a Fish
From right to left - Grammy, Grampi with a cane and beard,
an easel with a painting of the sky, a rainbow and a dog,
balls, Bailey, Cami kicking the balls, and Chase.
an easel with a painting of the sky, a rainbow and a dog,
balls, Bailey, Cami kicking the balls, and Chase.
Wednesday, June 8, 2011
Fat Belly Babe
I had another opportunity to take a class with Ankie Daanen and I couldn't pass it up.
This time we made Fat Belly Babe to go with our Fat Belly Boy. This is Ankie's sample without her skirt.
This time we made Fat Belly Babe to go with our Fat Belly Boy. This is Ankie's sample without her skirt.
A close up of Ankie's doll.
Some of the finished dolls.
Painted Heads - Unpainted Bodies
Hands in the process.
High heel shoes.
Sculpting the face.
Bodies with jackets.
My doll parts ready for assembly.
Diane's almost finished doll.
Barbi's Doll
My Doll - Spikey
Sunday, May 8, 2011
A Thought For Today
A thought for today and everyday from a favorite actress.
"For attractive lips, speak words of kindness. For lovely eyes, seek out the good in people. For a slim figure, share your food with the hungry. For beautiful hair, let a child run their fingers through it once a day. For poise, walk with the knowledge that you never walk alone. People, even more than things, have to be restored, renewed, revived, reclaimed, and redeemed; never throw out anyone. Remember, if you ever need a helping hand, you will find one at the end of each of your arms. As you grow older, you will discover that you have two hands; one for helping yourself, and the other for helping others." - Audrey Hepburn
"For attractive lips, speak words of kindness. For lovely eyes, seek out the good in people. For a slim figure, share your food with the hungry. For beautiful hair, let a child run their fingers through it once a day. For poise, walk with the knowledge that you never walk alone. People, even more than things, have to be restored, renewed, revived, reclaimed, and redeemed; never throw out anyone. Remember, if you ever need a helping hand, you will find one at the end of each of your arms. As you grow older, you will discover that you have two hands; one for helping yourself, and the other for helping others." - Audrey Hepburn
Sunday, May 1, 2011
Mangler Retreat
Fabric Manglers Retreat
Camp Hazen
April 29-May 1, 2011
"A journey is best measured in friends rather than miles"
Tim Cahill
"Expectations"
Expectations with a
talented group found a groove
after a slow start.
(A newspaper poem)
It had been 8 years since the last Mangler retreat at beautiful Camp Hazen on Cedar Lake in Cheshire, Connecticut. It was time to re institute the retreat. It was our weekend to relax, rejuvenate, reconnect, and create. We planned some group activities and some time to work on our own projects. The resident chef prepared gourmet meals for us and accommodated our individual needs. The staff was always there for us whether is was to take our picture or show us the walking trail.
Friday evening, after arriving and settling in we gathered in the lakeside room, which would become our studio for the week end, to create crowns and scepters compliments of Colleen.
We shared information and techniques.
We started Saturday morning working on our Standing Guardian dolls compliments of Patty.
It wouldn't be a Mangler Retreat without the company of dolls.
We seemed to have brought everything except the one thing we needed most, but someone would always come to the rescue. You would think there wasn't much left at home. But if you know a doll artist, there is always more where this came from.
We used paint sticks to paint on fabric complements of Angie.
Gail shared her Zentangles with us.
A work in progress.
Sunday morning came and after cleaning up we had time to relax and work a little before lunch
and saying our good byes until next year.
Today
Water rushes past
Youth meets time and pays no heed
Shrubs grow and wither
Memories flash and are savored
Maturity takes its price
(A Tanka poem)
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