Polka Dots and Stripes – Does it get any better? This just sings Spring to me. I just need a model holding Daffodils to make it official.
When I saw this fabric, I thought a simple style with a little touch of color would be great fun. This may be the only one I’ve made that should be dry cleaned due to the complexity of the flower. It was fun to make my own bias binding with a little Clover Bias Binder maker. I ordered them in two other sizes, as it is so easy and looks so much better to self bias the neck and armholes. I also cover the inside waistline seam with custom bias tape, so it does not ravel or scratch her little tummy. With each dress, it is easier and faster and looks better.
I am really enjoying this new venture and am excited as my two other granddaughters are coming back to the US from New Zealand and I can sew for them too.
This is my favorite dress so far and it was totally luck that the cabbage flower ended up in the center of the top.
Let me know what you think?
Imagine the sun slipping through the gray clouds with a little glimmer of gold on the roof tops.
It is fun to try different things.
When I was in the same painting class/group for twelve years, the lead painter/instructor was always telling me what I could do and what I should not do. Now that I no longer go to that painting session, I feel the freedom of feeling good about trying a lot of different things without someone trying to put a stop to my experimentation.
I realized when I left the class and walked by this persons new studio/gallery that all the paintings looked alike and that mine were mini replicas of the artists work.
At that moment in time, walking with my youngest son, who pointed out the same thing I realized I could make my own educated choices about what worked and what did not work (for me)
For an artist it is important to sell your work so you can sort of make a living, but it is also even more important to feel good about what you are doing.
In my other painting experience I was doing a lot of traveling and bringing in enlarged photos, which I shared with everyone in the group. Later I thought about it and it devalued what I was doing, for there would be four or five paintings of the same scenario, that photo I shared with the group.
Sometimes it takes doing and looking back later to realize you learned all you could from that situation and it is time to look forward.
If you look closely at this painting, there is gold leaf attached to the oil paint, and if you look even closer you will see more drawing on the clouds. I love sketching and this painting combines those two loves.
Hope you like it.
50 pages of funny cartoons for your PNW friends that love to garden, but don’t love slugs…….
You can order from me directly. It iself-published, so might have one or two typing errors as I wrote the comments with one hand. Broke a finger on the left hand doing “Bootcamp”…
Over 200 slugs are now Slug Dust in my yard. The Slug Wars continue. The only downside is that where I used Salt, there is a major lacking of green. On the upside, it is the end of summer and it will grow back in the Fall.
Happy Slug Wars!!!!
As flowers wake up on a cold rainy morning maybe they cry looking for the sunshine. They are probably tears of joy that they get to bring like into someone’s heart for another day. Looking at the tulips in my yard, I know they have such a short life=span and I so enjoy them while they are blooming. Wish someone would invent/design or hybrid a Tulip that blooms longer.
Having just returned from a two week road trip to meet my beautiful two year old grand daughter from Cambodia, traveling with my youngest son to visit my oldest son was rewarding in many ways.
Getting to know Claire a little was totally amazing! Traveling with my youngest son was a fun adventure. We talked a lot on the trip, but also found we could comfortably drive for many miles not needing conversation.
I have always loved the quiet times of the day. First thing in the morning, enjoying a cup of coffee and view from my kitchen and last moment before the sunset when the quiet of the day joins the beauty of the sky.
I love doing abstracts and have recently found a new joy in drawing the human figure, so I thought why not combine the two with a little humor….
Blue has always been my least favorite color, so not sure I decided to paint this blue house. Blue seems such a sad color. When you are sad you are also said to be blue. Why not paint your house a happy color, so every day when you come home to your Haven, you see a happy color?
It is true the blue of the sky (when it is not smoggy) and the blue of the lake or ocean could not be more beautiful sometimes, but the blue of everyday living….
Random thought for the day.
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