Friday, April 20, 2012

it's simple



It's so easy (speaking for myself,of course) to get caught up in all of life's frivolities...all the bling and swag of the material life.
Most days I am over stimulated by computer screen...and quite frankly all the baubles,fancies and trinkets that I need...want.

No wonder at food tastings they give you something to "cleanse the palette".
So my palette cleansing comes in a walk outdoors.
Maybe it's the Spring air...but just taking in some simplicity helps
de-stimulate. Suddenly a simple cloud looks pretty darn good.

One of my favorite book/movie quotes:

"Lorie darlin', life in San Francisco, you see, is still just life. If you want any one thing too badly, it's likely to turn out to be a disappointment. The only healthy way to live life is to learn to like all the little everyday things, like a sip of good whiskey in the evening, a soft bed, a glass of buttermilk, or a feisty gentleman like myself." ~ Gus McCrae, Lonesome Dove


"Sundays at Singing Brook"

Monday, April 9, 2012

10 year itch

an old farmtable..I clear this off to work on larger scale paintings

a wall-painted chalkboard for my doodles
inspirational colors


plastic silver Christmas balls, I couldn't bear to put away!


vintage brush collection





a hutch for such





I so love silly farm signs


Ever so fickle...every so often I get that itch that I must scratch. Thou, it usually more like a string on a sweater, that once you pull the darn thing it all comes undone.
I'm sure it's a phenomenon everyone encounters in their lifetime.
"oh, I'll just move this chair over here to change up the room a bit". Next thing you know you have repositioned  every piece of furniture in the room around to accommodate that one chair. This is usually accompanied by dragging, pushing, huffing, puffing, a myriad of four-letter words (some new ones I think I have invented)...and later arrives the well deserved  back pain.

Why, oh why is it so hard to leave well enough alone?
My mother hasn't changed her living spaces in 20 years and she seems perfectly content...hmmm, or does she just know better?

So in my own ill-conceived defense I did live with my barn studio for 10 years before an overhaul.
A new wall color ...I ditched the purple walls for a dreamy, French gray.  Added a backdrop of white painted pine for my back wall. And a brighter checkerboard for the floor.
Ceiling fan blades were even transformed with some chrome spray paint.
That was actually the easy part.

Let the dragging commence.
A tricky balance between aesthetics and functionality...worktables, drying racks and doo-hickys had to make sense...as this  is technically a workspace.

So I pulled the thread...I am just hoping I can get another 10 years before another itch.