After a long day of doing hair…
And taking care of my girls
I feel like I’m gonna drop. But I have a tiny corner close to my kitchen table that I leave my art supplies out.
Even if I have a chance to do the tiniest bit, it’s something!! Sometimes I find it best to work on two mixed media pieces at once since I have to let layers dry before continuing on. I have to keep my things out or I’ll never go to it. I’m very much an out of sight kinda girl. Being that I barely scrape 5 feet if something is put up over head…I never find it. Above arms reach is another dimension that just doesn’t exist to me. Do what you need to do to create. Even if it’s just 30 minutes. That’s sometimes all I can do before I’m nodding off in my craft glue. You can always add later. I sometimes need to step away so that I don’t over think my work. Now get your paints out, if you don’t have canvas cut out a piece of cardboard and work on it. You can surprisingly use it in something else later. Just do a bit, keep it active in your life. Even if it’s in the quiet hours of the night, only for a short while.
Let your day and night be flooded with your inner light. Sleepy regards…Stace
I find the more I approach art I feel I must create texture. It does not have to be exact, but it has to have one or more things….movement or impact pending the piece at hand. The above is an example of movement. And the one below has impact. Much texture but it is your face, much like graffiti.
I have never really thought much about selling my art work in years past. I drew or painted only for the love of it, I never put any value on it. When someone told me they liked my art, I just said “here ya go” and handed it out. Over the years I would have friends and coworkers ask me to paint something for them, usually to give the item as a gift. I would usually paint or draw the requested item and give it away refusing anything in return. It wasn’t until I had someone that I refused payment from, insist that I take a gift card for payment. I tried to refuse that as well. She finally said this is a GIFT to you for doing this painting for my husband that he loved….I only took it because she said it was a gift! My first transaction ever in the art world. A $50 gift card to the Gap. A couple of more years passed. I would tell people when asked, that I COULD do a painting they asked for… but I would dodge them like the plague afterwards because I didn’t want to follow through with it. Could, would and should sound alike but they are very different. By the time I complete said requested painting, I was out the expense of the materials, plus my time. And in my busy world, a working mother of two…I value my time, more than money.
The past year has been a year of diving into my art. Experimenting with new mediums, trying different techniques, and going back full circle to sketching like I did years ago. After many years of family and friends believing in me more then I believe in myself, I started to put a price on my work. It is very hard for an insecure person to put value on something that their hands made. But I found as I dove into the creative process, the demand for my work most definitely out weighed my supply! I would paint something, post the picture on Facebook and my inbox would be flooded….”how much do you want for this painting?”, or “I will give you $100 for this painting and pay shipping”. Really!??? How exciting! That gave me money to invest in more materials and fueled my faith in the talent God has given me. Now let me tell you, I have made some things that I step back and look at, and I think to myself…yuck. But I learned something in the process by experimenting. One of those paintings I have posted in this blog. (the pocket watch). What can I say? One mans trash is another mans treasure. That trash in my eyes is treasure to my mommas eyes and it is hanging humbly in her home. All this rambling to inform that I have sold four of my paintings in less then a months time. I must say I’m happy with this number because I only had eleven completed to sell. I am working on a commissioned piece and another requested dancer for The Tennessee Dance Arts Conservatory in Spring Hill Tennessee (thank you so much Meagan!)
I’m past the stagnant point and I am swimming. Swimming up stream. I’m not at a place where I need to swim along an easy current. I have to move up. And I have obstacles along the way. Some of the largest being myself, my mind, my discipline, my time. That brings me to my koi painting. The Chinese legend of the koi fish is that it swam UP a water fall and became a dragon because of it’s perseverance. It’s a great tale of encouragement.
So like a koi or Dori from Finding Nemo…I’m gonna “just keep swimming, just keep swimming”. I’m seeing a difference in my life since I’ve made the conscious decision to do so.
This painting started with a sketch and I put it on canvas. I watercolored vintage and recycled paper for the flowers. I used acrylics, acrylic gel, oil pastels, graphite, salt and rubbing alcohol to make this painting.
One moms insightful post to her little girl. I enjoyed this, hope you do too!
I love my kids so much. There isn’t one thing in this world I will not do for them. I will kiss their boo boo’s and wipe their tears. I will help them get dressed, teach them to do their chores, and feed them healthy foods. Lay with them at night, read to them, and sing silly songs. I will protect them and fight for them and give up my life for them. As they grow, I know it will only get harder to keep them inside my cozy little rainbow-filled bubble of happiness. Since Ella started kindergarten this year and I can already feel her slipping outside my bubble, I’ve devised a list of things I want her to know as she begins her journey to independence:
1. Enjoy the innocence of your childhood.
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As you may know from my previous post, I have a brother. Not just A brother, but A brother who is owner of a fantastic BBQ Restaurant in little ole Spring Hill Tn. The restaurant is called Jack of Hearts BBQ. If you don’t know about it, check out this link that was written about it on a local Spring Hill blog.
Pretty cool huh? If you want food prepared by someone who truly cares what they serve, not just a line cook that could care less. This is the place. Real food and real heart. I have seen my brother throw away $100 worth of meat just because it did not fall of the bone just right. Do you think any other restaurant cares about their quality that much….I doubt it. Now my brother loves a couple of things almost as much as BBQ. And that is good music. Hank Williams, John Lee Hooker, The Hag, Tupac etc.
I would love to blame my hiatus on me being super busy or deliberately needing a break from my hard life of blogging. However, that is not what went down. I lost my login. And even though that seems like an easy fix, it is not in Stacy’s world. Just click forgot password and send it to your email, right?…WRONG, I did that. But this absolutely helps me not, especially when I don’t remember what email I set it up under, especially since once i remembered what email it was it was one I never checked and forgot ALL login info, especially when I wrote down the email account on a piece of paper that I had lost back in August, especially when you have not logged into that account in so long once you do find it….that it has been disabled….whew. So I went in quest mode to find the email address that I had set my WordPress account under and alas I found it, answered all security questions to reestablish the account (sadly I forgot one of them, whole other story) reactivated deactivated count then all the other annoying steps to get back into my WordPress account. I honestly was just going to start another blog because had I not found that piece of paper that account was written on, I would have never remembered the account id.
Other then my manic tech/email delays, things are great! I finished cosmetology school so now I can legally become licensed to do hair and makeup! Yay! I love art, but I also enjoy the human canvas. I have worked on a country music video since my last post. I must confess, it was a friend so I think we were just helping each other out. Don’t think I won’t put it on a resume though. I have my art hanging at a dance conservatory and I am working on a commissioned piece for a beautiful baby girl named Emma! I have been experimenting and working with some new mixed media techniques that I am so excited about and I can’t wait to share with you. I also am thinking about having a YouTube channel demonstrating some of these. What do you think? Hold your breath, because it won’t be today or tomorrow because I burned up my video camera by plugging the wrong cord in it. It burned literally. See…not a gadget, email, password, remembering kind of girl. I’m the kind of girl with paint on her fingers.
God Bless and I look forward to sharing with you soon!
My youngest daughter dances out of one room and into another. Every step she takes, is mixed with a leap or a twirl. There is such freedom in her life in general and when she dances you see a peace, a spirit of freedom, it is a breathtaking sight. Her free spirit inspired this painting.
This painting has many layers…It consists of hay, blue jeans, paper that is reproduction of wall paper from the days of the old west, pages of a book dated from 1880, and rope. Our character, who we are, our image, is made of many dimensions. That is why I love mixed media. The things used in a painting can relate to just the right person. This painting is sold already and the buyer purchased it for her niece. However, last I heard it was still hanging in her own living room! I hope that wherever it settles it makes them extremely happy!