Toast, my drawing challenge

Welcome to my drawing challenge with Toast.

I’m so very happy that so many people could come toast something this week.

We artists, writers, friends and strangers are: Katrin, Barbara, Marian, Kristen, Roberto, Renee, Nadine, Patrice, Lucia, Anneke, Eric, Joke, Linda, Sabine, Tammie, Mano, Stefanie, Carole, Renilde, Susan, Kelly, Dawn, Becca, Jennifer, Melodye, and Catherine and Dot 

I hope everyone can manage to swing by the blogs, FB pages etc. Such wonderful people as we are should really all know each other.

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When I was five years old my father put his cup of coffee down on the breakfast table, reached into his pocket and handed me a small test tube full of fossilised sea shells. I shook it like a rattle.
“Gently”, he said, “these have been dead a long time. Little things, little things are fragile.” He said.
“Remember”, he said, “time kills everything”, he said, “time kills everything.”
Those were the last words I remember him saying.
From time to time, I spill the seashells into my palm and count them. There are 146 sea shells in that test tube spiralling perfectly in simple geometry, according to the golden mean, by the law of nature.
I tip them from one hand to the other listening to them click against each other. They leave traces of prehistoric sand in my palms.
I close my eyes and I see the test tube on the breakfast table, I see my father’s tired eyes. I hear him speak.
Time kills everything, he said that day at the breakfast table while I sat beside him holding the test tube in my hand.
And the dead world inside the test tube remains exactly as before.
And he said nothing more and looked at the sky through the open window. On the table, an uneaten slice of toast, a half empty bowl of cereal, a cold cup of coffee, crumbs.

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A little story, half fiction, half real

A little collage half fiction, half real: a page made from various bits of pages, on an old ledger, directions for a swift chess win (not quite fool’s mate), a bit of music, a bit of a toast recipe, charcoal, a stamp, gold crumbs.

The page and the little story were inspired by this little test tube of prehistoric sea shells. It used to belong to my birth father and he gave it to me when I was very little. It’s about the only thing I remember of him.

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Drawing challenge 155 “Toast”

Hey all my friends!

I’d like to invite you all to the 155th drawing challenge around the word “Toast”. :D

Take a photo, do a sketch, write an ode to your breakfast or just grab a glass of bubbly. Join me this coming weekend for our informal link-up of sorts where you leave me a comment this week saying you’d like to join in and then write a post for next weekend showing us your toast and I write a post for Saturday January 17th including everyone’s website, FB page or some other links to see your toasts. Then, we all have a laugh and visit each other.

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Everyone welcome to join our silly, organic and lighthearted challenges.

Big hugs. :D

Matchbox, Eric’s drawing challenge

Whew! This took a little time. :D

Eric called for this lovely drawing challenge. He chose “Matchbox” and I tried to think outside the (Match) box.

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I took to my silversmithing studio to craft out a few gem rings which can be stacked like matches.

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Then, find one vintage matchbox and…

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:D here we go!

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Much nicer stacked on fingers though.

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Come pop over to Eric’s site for more matchbox art.

Rings: sterling silver with oval bezels for these cabochons: Amber, yellow jade, green jade, coral and howlite.

PS, six more rings to go. :D

Time, Eric’s drawing challenge

Time is the perfect drawing challenge for me right now. Thank you Eric. It’s so perfect because I feel like I’m both running out of time and running into it.

Running out of time for this drawing challenge. Running out of time for holiday days. Running out of time to relax before I get back to work. Running out of time before Robbie has to leave for England again. And Running into time for new projects, new hopes and dreams. Running into time for cuddles, and togetherness and slow roasted lamb suppers.

I know that might sound strange, but makes so much sense to me.

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Today was a day I was going to do some art, (because there has been pathetically little art happening except for my therapy journal), and after I did the running around for speaker wire and bread and a stop off at the bed store to check out the prices of a possible new guest room bed, and after a lunch with R and starting a turkey and bean soup for supper, after all this I thought I would sit down with a cup of tea and do some art work and R said, “hey, shall we go for a walk?” And that was about the extent of my big breakthrough let’s-do-some-art day.

So I will present this little oil-paper-board-ink collage. It’s called “Waiting for the Muse”. This kind of thing is what I usually do when I have no inspiration…which is something that also comes with time and contemplation.

We all have to take some time here and there.

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Every year I make a New Year’s resolution to stop running out of time and start running into it instead.
I may as well keep that tradition going :D

Rara Avis, Eric’s drawing challenge

Long ago, the Earth was new and the first group of humans lived in a lush valley and children still had feathers running up and down their spines so they could fly. But the elders were afraid that the children would learn to love the sky more than the ground and leave them alone and so the elders said to the children, “Children, tuck your feathers under your shoulder blades for you will not need them. Stay here on the ground where you belong and let Eagle rule the skies”, and so the children were obedient and did as they were told. But soon the weather began to change and the valley became frozen and the elders died and the children were left alone.

The children cried to Eagle, “Oh Eagle, we gave up our wings so you can rule the sky. Save us, show us a way out of the valley so humans may survive .” Eagle, who was obliged to care for the children, said, “You cannot follow me out of the valley for my voice is too soft, but I will return with help.” And she flew away and the next day she returned with Gull.

“Follow the Gull children,” she said, “His voice is loud and he will lead out of the valley.”
So the children gathered the rest of their possessions and followed the piercing cries of Gull who led them on a secret path thru the mountains, out of the frozen valley, and down to the sea shore.

The children thanked Gull and he said, “Children, here at the shore Eagle and I will watch out for you together.” And from that day on, children, if you’re good and a little lucky, you can just catch glimpses of Gull talking to Eagle. But you are safe because they watch over you from high above the Earth.

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link to Rara Avis
Thank you so much for this drawing challenge Eric.

“Tell me your secrets”

Oil on canvas, 18″x 24″ :D

Folds, Carole’s drawing challenge

When my wonderful (almost) neighbour Carole suggested “folds” for this weekend’s drawing challenge, I thought of the origami I keep failing at in such spectacular ways...lol.

In the china cabinet are two tiny origami cranes right beside a tiny Alice, a present from a visiting friend, and I can’t even begin to think how such a tiny thing is folded. Chopsticks maybe?

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So I decided that a painting with a bit of collage might be more suited to my style, specifically tissue paper collage.

I love using tissue paper and moving it with the brush and the mat medium, and making it fold in soft waves on the painted page.

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So here is my piece for this week, The Dove. I love the soft folds in the texture, I love the folds of the dove’s wings, I love the gentle folds in the hands. It’s a good one.

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When you have a chance, come hop over to Carole’s for links to the folding bunch. :D

Colour, Ariane’s drawing challenge, redirected thru Barbara Bee

I was walking around the garden and contemplating the challenge when it occurred that the garden is still a rainbow of colour.

So, for some inspiration, I gathered that rainbow and brought it indoors.

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And from that rainbow came this:

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A little collage, wild colour painting with a tiny gold bird hidden in the rainbow.

And now this little vibrant orchid, (one of my kaleidoscope cards), is for Our Rose, Ariane, our original host, who suffered a house fire this week. All our thoughts are with you sweetie, hope everything turns out alright.

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The challenge has been redirected thru our Bee.

Stefanie’s drawing challenge: Underwear

For some reason, that silly song was stuck in mine and Robbie’s head this summer.

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And then I was reading my guilty trash pleasure, The Daily Mail, and the Kardashian butt is just about all over the place.

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So I decided to draw myself a remedy underwear, so we all can have butt! :D

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There you go. :D

Now come see Stefanie’s site for all the links to the best underwear.

But first:

LOL: you know you want to!

Dress, Patrice’s drawing challenge

I was so glad to be able to be a part of Patrice’s drawing challenge this week.

Let me just say that I love clothes, Chloe loves clothes, we both love looking good and feeling good in clothes, but what we don’t like is knowing that hundreds of pounds of textiles end up in land fills every year because the fashion industry has a terribly slavish built-in obsolescence. And we also don’t like that new textiles carry toxic ingredients in them, such as “safe” levels of lead and cancer causing fire retardants. Clothes are soaked in them and we are expected to put that against our skin. We also suspect that each sequin sewn on to clothes manufactured in developing countries has probably been sewn on by child labour.

So we tend to buy a lot of second hand, ethically sewn, and organically produced clothes.

This time around, I decided to see if I could do some eco printing on some clothes, and see what the results would be.

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So, with the gathered leaves, and a quick trip to the local thrift shop, which produced a shawl, a T, a summer dress and a linen tunic…
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I soaked the clothes over night in a vinegar water solution, and we started to layer the leaves.

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Now the thing about eco printing, there are very few instructions out there, and it seems that people give various pieces of the puzzle but not the whole process, so I basically pieced together a system, (which is probably pretty unique to me, since I have very little idea of what I’m doing), from several blogs, videos, and snippets of books on-line. One gal’s blog which I found very beautiful and inspiring is this one: Obovate Designs. You should check it out, Melinda makes the most beautiful eco prints.

One thing I knew for sure, there are things called mordants which change/deepen/fix/help with the colour, but apart form vinegar, they all seemed pretty chemically, and not wanting to contribute to more chemicals in the environs, I chose to only use vinegar.

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I used leaves, red onion skins and spent dahlia flower petals on my two pieces, and C got creative with pomegranate seeds and beet slices on her two pieces.

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That is, when she wasn’t eating the supplies. :D

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I turned the clothes wrong side out, and did a sort of sandwich of leaves in the middle. With the shawl, I spread the leaves on one half and folded the second half over. Then we folded the clothes and wrapped them around a stick and bound them with elastic bands.

Then we put them into my large turkey roaster on a steaming plate, and steamed them for two hours.

Then we put them aside to rest overnight.

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Some days I have about as much patience as a small gnat, and this three day project really stretched what little I manage to achieve, so on the third day, we ran to the kitchen first thing in the morning and started to unroll out clothes.

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The more leaves, seeds, slices and petals we picked off, the more delighted we were with the result, and the dye material all went into a large bowl and straight into the compost.

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Then we hung out or eco dyed creations and waited for them to dry.

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And this afternoon I gave them a little iron, and we had a fashion show!

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We are actually thrilled with our first eco dying try. We love the earthy quality the natural materials gave our clothes. And the best part is that we created something unique and genuine. Recycled clothes, natural dyes, Earth friendly products. It’s all good.

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If you’ve stuck with me thru this whole, extremely long post, thank you, thank you so much and bless your sweet, pink hearts. :D

Here, again, is the link to Patrice’s site where you can see more wacky, creative and fun twists on the Dress theme.

Big hugs for a wonderful, eco friendly weekend for all. :D

Cookie, Stefanie’s drawing challenge

Stefanie says “cookie is a nice word, isn’t it?”

Oh it SO is!

I’ve done so much of the painted cookies in the past, that I decided to do something completely different.

So when is a cookie not a cookie, but still is? When it’s a little silver cookie necklace.

Here is a little fortune cookie with a fortune to keep you happy and lucky all the time you wear it.

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I had something in my mind, and as usual, I took the approach of, “how hard can it be?”

I cut out a small disk of silver, which I then bent and hammered out and bent and hammered out about a half dozen times. (yes, that is a hockey puck, we are Canadian after all :D ) Anyway, turns out, bending a small silver disk in two opposite directions is bloody hard! But, after heating it red hot, it became a bit more pliable for a few seconds, but that was enough to get a good bend.

Then I cut a little fortune in which I engraved, “Love is” one one side and “you” on the other.

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Then I punched holes and soldered jump rings and chain, and pickled and filed and polished and polished and polished.

And then I got a certain freckle faced girl to model it for me.

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I’m really happy with it.

Come visit Stefanie over the weekend and check out other cookie enthusiasts, and please pardon my absence till Monday afternoon, I’m getting out of town to a friend’s cabin for our Thanksgiving weekend and will not have internet, but I’ll be around just as soon as I get back into town. Sending big chocolate chip cookie hugs your way. :D

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