Monday, July 25, 2011

Garden Kicks

My grandmother asked me to Art-Up a pair of garden themed shoes in time for my great aunt's birthday next month.

I thought I would share with you!
She is a master gardener 
I added in fun little details like a happy bird house

Plenty of bright flowers!

A bird bath and garden sign

Lots of fun and love! 

My Gran was very happy with them.
I love seeing my artwork put a smile on someones face.  

Happy Monday Everyone!!

Thursday, July 21, 2011

A Murder of Crows, and other fanciful thoughts

My son has been enjoying the summer library program, story times, songs and moving to silly music has been loads of fun. It takes me back to my childhood as a homeschooler.  We would come out of the library loaded with as many books as we could carry. We couldn't get enough. Our mom would go hoarse reading out loud to us! Stories, brilliant pictures, illustrations, it all came to life and we could get carried away on a magical adventure. My brother and I would read our way to weekly free ice cream cones and other number-of-books-read rewards.
I was reading with Orin the other day, a book my mom picked out. It was all about terms for groups of animals.  Ones we are all familiar with, a herd of elephants, a gaggle of geese....
then I came to, a Murder of Crows? 
A Murder of Crows. 
How captivating! 
I painted this a few weeks ago, and wasn't sure what all I wanted to say about it.
Crows are such intriguing birds to me. 
I remember them being stars in books I read as a child ... stealing shiny objects from farmers.
Finding the sparkle in life and making it their own. 
What a beautiful lesson for us!
Now, I'm not suggesting Kleptomania as a hobby! 
...Or am I? 
What if we were to steal every bit of sparkle, every magical moment and hoard them away like the treasures they are?
I don't want to be guilty of overlooking those shining moments ... the little ones.
The scrap of aluminum foil glinting on the side of the road...
We took the boys to their first movie in theaters the other day. There was a dad with his son sitting next to us. Dad was busy texting away on his smart phone during previews. His little boy was giggling and talking to him about what was on the big screen "wasn't that FUUnny dad?!" 
"I don't know, I didn't see." He didn't even look away from his phone. 
The little boy sank back into his chair defeated.
I wanted to cry for him.
The lesson I take from Crow is one we are all familiar with:
One mans trash is another mans treasure....
It is all perspective. 
Orin spills the entire box of dog treats trying to get one for Fritzie....
We have a counting lesson picking them up and sing a couple of silly songs,
why not make a beautiful memory?
Life is too short to see trash everywhere.