Reality

Epiphany

What you don't know

I want to tell my real story; my life experience

I want to inspire.

I want to live compassionately.

I might want to delete and erase.

It ain't pretty.

My life is a chaotic mess of raising 6 kids (and a husband) and all the mistakes we make. All the imperfections that makes us real. All the yelling, and fighting, and throwing. All the counseling and pain. The disfunctional we try to make functional. All the magical moments, snuggles, and laughter. All of the moments one of us wanted to move out. The friendships between us, and  the break ups we have with each other . The food fights and swearing. The hugs, and the kisses, and the babies. The times we thought we were actually crazy, or one of our family members might be. All of the pet poop, and dirty underwear....ALL of the writing on the wall.


I really only want to be some kind of creative soul that raises my kids up to be good humans. Maybe some sort of validation for each of those things would be good too. Possibly on a weekly basis.

Wylie Brier, Racer Boon, Cisco Swift around 2009

amazing moment

So, I went to a little art retreat, "Sugar and Spice" by Art-ology and hosted by Anna Nasset (of AOT) in Port Townsend and I had the MOST amazing time of all times. Each and every woman there (about 15 total) became instant kindred souls.
My life as a mother of 6 is chaotic at best.
I am in a funky place.
It was such a comfort to feel so free and accepted for just being me with my story.

My first class with Danielle Daniel was everything good.

"Spring Ritual" -sylvanfairy

Sunlight Cafe

I did it! I went to Sunlight Cafe last night at 9:30pm and hung up some art! I had help from my great friends Amy Chinn, Deb Cooper and Sarah Bear. We were still hooking and wiring at 8:30. It felt odd to wake up with no paintings in my room, or the urgency to get quickly to painting. I was actually dreaming of stacked canvas and paint boards. Like I could see them behind my closed eye-lids.

Yesterday was such a spaz. I was still not done with at least 4 pieces. I literally painted for 30 minutes at a time in-between Ruby's choir performance at Seattle Center at 11:00, dropping and picking her up from a birthday party 2:00-5:00 and dropping Wylie off at a basketball game at 4:00. I was a freak. I am a freak. I painted an entire piece in 30 minute increments while driving all over the city. Today I feel tired, a little hung over from the beers I gulped down, and very, very strange thinking about the people eating brunch with my art. I am seriously worried one might fall down on someones head.

"Alive" acrylic, pencil, collage   Not quite finished with this yet actually, needs one more layer or two.          18"x24" (i think)

Alive 

I live in a house full of petals and paint. 

and there is a daily paper 

grown over with green grass

  and painted orchards with daddy-long-legs all around. 

I drape pain in fabric and wash it out with titanium white. 

I pencil over parts and spread it out on a large flat story board.

I keep sparkly objects in a bin. 

I am strawberry flavored.

 I am damp earth.

Coral pink is how I keep it.

Today's the day

I am hanging my artwork for the first time. (At Sunlight cafe) I feel funny.

art journal work 

acrylic, ink, pencil

I love my art journal and I want to teach a class. And I will. I will start an art journaling group.

Some stuff

"Yoyo"   mixed media

"Owl Eyes"       acrylic, collage, pencil on canvas

2011