Come join me "upstairs" from the Studio, a place to relax and talk with friends. Here you'll find clips of my stuff, woolgathering about the animals in the family, news about shows and events and links to other sites that I find too good not to mention. Pull up a cushion and have some cake( there should always be cake) and tea, and lets discuss the amazing world of Art in it's many forms!

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Poetic thought

Windy Nights
by Robert Louis Stevenson

Whenever the moon and stars are set,
Whenever the wind is high,
All night long in the dark and wet,
A man goes riding by.
Late in the night when the fires are out,
Why does he gallop and gallop about?

Whenever the trees are crying aloud,
And ships are tossed at sea,
By, on the highway, low and loud,
By at the gallop goes he.
By at the gallop he goes, and then
By he comes back at the gallop again.

Wednesday, June 29, 2011

Better days

I'm nostalgic this morning for the garden I had last year, when everything was dry, and thriving. This year so far hasn't been much more than soggy, with the prospect of three dry days in a row enough to make me want to turn cartwheels.
So here are some photos of last years memorable moments, and maybe by this summer's end I will have some new ones that compare.

This is early morning in July last year, when the light looked like lace.

Thriving garden rows; carrots, lettuce, garlic, strawberries and beans.

Mint, lemon grass, and tomatoes.

So far this year what show promise are the cucumbers, though I have a few less plants than last year, which took over everything and threatened to go visit my neighbor! I still have about twelve jars of dill pickles...

Tuesday, June 28, 2011

New Visitor in the Garden

I spent some time in the garden yesterday, painted my birdhouse to match my old wooden bench and put a third coat of paint on the cellar door, even managed to put in a small row of red oak lettuce that had been patiently waiting in pots.
So I shouldn't have been surprised to find this little one when I went out with my coffee this morning...

He was nibbling my silver lamium but I think the Rabbit grapevine has been busy spreading the news that there are lettuces...

He is just the right age to be one of the children of a very large Mama bunny that I almost mowed down with a weedwacker as she hid in the deep grass a month ago. She did not seem inclined to move and so that is why the grass on one side of the yard was three feet high for a few weeks.

Friday, June 24, 2011

So Long Ago/Feels like Yesterday

Remember those misty early Summer mornings when riding your pony was the only thing in your little world?

Thursday, June 23, 2011

Concept Sketch for the ADO Mini Monthly Challenge

I finally got my quick concept sketch drawn for the ADO "Black and White"
Challenge. My finished piece may bear no resemblance to the sketch, but anyway this is what I had in mind when I first heard the theme.
Apologies to those who have asked "What is going on in this picture?",
Either I don't know or I won't tell, you decide...

Wednesday, June 22, 2011

Remembering the Peonies

Gone but not forgotten... these were in bloom for the first time this year since I planted them at least seven years ago!

Wednesday, June 15, 2011

Mocha Clip

Hard to believe that Mocha has been with us for two years already.
When I lost my Smudge kitty in 2009, I knew I had to open my heart again to another new friend, and Mocha needed us.
When I stopped by the adoption center two weeks before we lost Smudge, I was only visiting, just picking up some more nutrional supplement to keep my baby alive for as long as I could.
My eye was caught by some fur that looked like Smudge's Tortoiseshell markings, only two shades lighter.
Mocha was trying to hide her whole chubby self behind a strip of information that stated she was a Silver Tortie, didn't tolerate other cats, didn't appreciate being in the cage, and did not like fingers poked at her.
I spoke quietly to her, and one green eye peeked out at me.
I explained that she couldn't come home with me, I had to take care of my Smudge and I hoped she would find a good home soon.
The eye retreated and I went on my way.
When I had to finally release my grip on Smudge's fragile life though I held her tight until the end, I remembered that lonely green eye and gathered myself together to go and see if she had been adopted yet.
Just visiting, I told myself,
just soothing my grief with the presence of other cats, that's all.
The rest of Mocha's story is like puzzle pieces that fell into place because everybody was in the right places at the right times.
The volunteer who had a special interest in Mocha and shouldn't have been there at that time but for bringing some medicine to another cat, who saw my application in the Adoption box and was able to talk to me directly,
who explained that Mocha had been in their care for six months, been adopted and returned due to her intolerance of other cats, and was getting desperate to belong somewhere.
After a few weeks of being interviewed and investigated by the head of the organization, (Bless you, Linda, for your thoroughness. This cat didn't need any more "halfway commitments") Mocha came home with us, bringing her sticky pink bed that I would love to throw in the wash but she can't be without it that long, and her toy mouse.
She is amazingly open and trusting despite what she's been through,
loves us fiercely and carries on regular conversations with our twenty one year old conure Rory.
We're still trying to figure out why all "treasures" that she finds, including that toy mouse,  and the occasional rubber bands which we swear we keep locked up, end up in her dry food dish...
Mocha says that some things she does must remain a mystery, and we have to live with it, which we do happily.
Anyway, if there is a cat shaped hole in your life, look into a shelter cat.
They all have stories to tell, and if you're in our area, consider the Animal Care Associates, who go above and beyond in their care and devotion.

Friday, June 10, 2011


I'm back! After nursing the old computer through it's last gasping breaths while preparing for my first ever Doll and Bear Convention,

 I emerged on the other side with new contacts, new ideas, and a NEW COMPUTER!

I'm a little bit shell shocked, while I was gone my current Website expired and I decided to take the plunge and shop for a new one, also I'm trying to navigate my way through the new Windows 7 operating system and figure out where the *&*%$ I put all those files... but things are looking up.

My Nona Ariana was sold and is currently in a Doll Shop in Connecticut.

Lyric didn't win any prizes, but we had a lot of fun being in the competition.

I met fantastic Artists like
Annie Wahl, Debbie Weimert, Gregg Ortiz, Diane Keeler,
Diane Graham, Maryanne Oldenburg, Sandi McAslan, Dianna Effner...

Floyd Bell,

I even made friends with some Bear Artists!
bear by the lovely Betty Franks

Martha Burch and her Bear hat

                                                  My table
at the Saturday Sale

So I came home ready to do some work, and found that it had rained for two days and everything was very tropical looking!
Quite a change from four days of concrete and traffic!

Now it's time to take some better pictures of Lyric for the Art Dolls Only book that's being published in the Fall, and to start my next project,
a Soft Sculpture that I can only say I would like to release a sketch of soon, only once again I started the figure before I finished the sketch!
That's just the way I roll...
More on this soon,
Keep creating!