Friday, October 19, 2007

The Goldfish Rebelion and Masks of the Spirit

Mask Man

18" x 24"
oils
(picture taken with flash)

Picture taken no flash
Here is the quote that inspired the painting:
Every profound spirit needs a mask: even more, around every profound spirit a mask is continually growing.

While Fishing on Uranus

18" x 24"

oils

picture taken indoors no flash

picture taken outdoors no flash...but a little more shake...sorry about that.
The quote on the painting reads:

Should I abide by the rules until they're changed, or help speed the change by breaking them? Better start rushing before the rushing begins!

~Ashlie Brilliant

***

Here's the quote that inspired the painting:
All Americans believe that they are born fishermen. For a man to admit a distaste for fishing would be like denouncing mother-love or hating moonlight.


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Ok...so I have been working on these two paintings...studio studies I call them. The Goldfish is all about my rebelion against the rules of being successful in the art world...ummm, like duh...and the mask is about me looking into myself for the answers I am seeking. I am not working towards fame...I am working towards salvation, sanity and freedom. This is the way I choose to express my path in this world...through my art. (Heart)
I have decided I may not ever know if this is the right path (non-conformist) unless I walk the damn thing...so I am just going to worry less and work more.
Simple right?
HA!
I do know that I can't seem to sport any wood about being a conformist...so what's a girrrrrl to do?
Anyhow...I hope you all are having a good day and have a great weekend.
Love to all,
Heather

Sunday, October 14, 2007

Sunday down home in the Bluegrass


Good Sunday to you all.
Isn't that vintage image just...cute?
It's from my Davis sampler last week.
Anyhoo...I do have a reason for writing this morning.
Here it goes,
Last we saw of BAD! Kitty she was in her studio, swearing at the gods...and committing acts of focus and resolve. Shortly there after followed by the dreaded death of all creative thought...what-so-ever.
We will now find out what happens when you try to put a kitty in a cage and then throw her in the river.
She will drown...come on...let's be real here.
I was talking to Mate Man this morning while we were drinking coffee, listening to the birds wake up, and watching the sun rise. Sans kids...equals a little bit of heaven on earth.
I was trying to ask him meaningful questions about this "focus group" thing. I don't like having to do something. I don't want to do as I "should". I hate rules.
Does that make me a limited or bad person?
Mate Man: Honey, I don't know. All I do know is that it's more complicated than that. You don't like rules, but you have a lot of rules you live by. They are Heather's rules. No one can govern the world of Heather but Heather. In that world there are three, no maybe four rules that you must live by.
1. Heather makes the rules.
2. Heather makes the rules.
3. We don't talk about the rules.
4. If in doubt refer to rule # 1.
Then he sits back and takes a drink of coffee.
That's my Man.
Ok so if I make the rules, and I have faith that I am not an evil monster that is secretly eating live children or something....then Ok, I make the rules.
First rule with my work right now.
I don't want to focus. Period.
I want to do my thing and try to be mindful about my form, technique. I want to pay attention to what feels good. I want to feel good when I work. I want to feel sexy, alive and slightly naughty. I want to have a sense of humor. I want to laugh and dance while I paint in my pj's. I want to keep finding out what I like and what I am drawn to learning and exploring. I want to only focus on my technique. I want to do what I want to do. I am not making art to make a living. I work a hard ass day job for that money. My art is all about having the freedom to do whatever I want to do. Will that hurt me professionally? Maybe...maybe not. Depends on if my consistency shows through...depends on the economy, depends on what breaks I get, what breaks I make and or take advantage of. It means living with my intuition and not against it. It's having faith that no matter what happens or does not happen...I will have laughed and loved and played and been responsible, if only in this one area of my human life, to just myself. My sacred playground and place of learning.
I create my own world. It's a good thing. I like it.
So, no more with the rules and so on. I'm done with that. I will just be mindful of what I do, and work with my gut feelings about what form that creation will take and just let it freaking be...for pities sake.
Ok, spewing over.
Ahhhh, that feels better.
Back to regular life...the one that has never been in a box and isn't going to start now. Can't that act of committing to not living the status quo be an act of commitment too? I don't want to retreat from reality or society at all...I just don't want to live a life where you do things because that's the way it has been done for the last forever. I didn't go to art school, I didn't pick art as my life passion, it picked me up along the way. I am really the muse to it's own life force. I didn't get into this business to make me rich and famous...hell I started selling art because it was taking up room...to make space. I offered art door to door, because I had no idea that you couldn't do that and be a real artist. I enjoy being a business person, I enjoy making money, spending money, using money. So I will continue to sell work in my time...no doubt. I don't create for the sale. Even thinking about it ( creating art for the sale) makes my ass twitch. I want to live within this world and all it has to offer but not become a slave to it. Maybe I like it that way...yes in fact that suits me just fine.
OK, now I really am done spewing...whew.
Back to regular programming.
Enjoy your day.
Heather
with a whole heart and doing it my way.

Tuesday, October 09, 2007

Ideas aren't real until they're lived. ~Jim Rosemary

Above: Vintage Bingo card collage. Laminated.
2005

Hello and good morning!

Here are my quote(s) for today:

A WARRIOR WITHOUT TERRITORY

Student: The idea of a warrior is usually associated with territory or responding to a sense of danger. If we give up all territory, what is the motivation for having the spirit of a warrior?



Chogyam Trungpa: A warrior is not like a samurai who is looking for a job. You are not trying to be hired by anybody, not even by yourself. The idea of a warrior is based on a sense of fundamental fearlessness. There is no reason why you should be a coward. It's as simple as that. You are not being a warrior because a state of war exists in your country. We are not trying to win against the ego hood people. We are not trying to fight with them. You are being a warrior because you ARE a warrior. If someone asks you, "Are you twenty-one years old?" you say, "Yes, I am." They don't ask you WHY you are twenty-one years old or how you have done this. You would have no answer for that. You are just twenty-one. Warriorship is a basic sense of unshakeability. It's a sense of immovability and self-existing dignity rather than that you are trying to fight with something else.


~From "Meditation: The Way of the Buddha," Talk Four, Naropa Institute, Boulder, Colorado, July 1 1974. Edited from an unpublished transcript
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I am Willing
I am willing to change what doesn't work for me in my life.
I am willing to listen with an open heart, without judging.
I am willing to plant seeds that take a long time, if ever, to grow.
I am willing to feel and let go.
I am willing to make mistakes and learn from them.
I am willing to live in the present.
I am willing to forgive and forget in my heart.
I am willing to love as much as my endless spirit will allow.
I am willing to be seen in all my radiance.
I am willing to be fearless.
I am willing to be powerful.
I am willing to be peaceful.
I am willing to stand tall. and walk gracefully.
I am willing to sing with my stunning, full voice.
I am willing to allow.
I am willing to let go.
I am willing to change.
I am willing to see and be seen.
I am willing to hear and be heard.
I am willing to feel and be felt.
I am willing to heal and be healed.
I am willing to love and be loved.
I am willing to change what doesn't work for me in my life.
I am willing to listen with an open heart, without judging.
I am willing to plant seeds that take a long time, if ever, to grow.
I am willing to feel and let go.
I am willing to make mistakes and learn from them.
I am willing to live in the present.
I am willing to forgive and forget in my heart.
I am willing to love as much as my endless spirit will allow.
I am willing to be seen in all my radiance.
I am willing to allow.
I am willing to let go..
I am willing to be fully human.
***
Today I am back to the cooking. Yesterday I made chicken soup with barley and rosemary, and three bean with chicken burritos (and rice).
Today I am planning a huge old fashion country meatloaf, mashed potatoes with turnips, hummus, a couple dozen cookies and chicken pot pies.
With that I am also going to be trying (in the next day or two) to come up with some breakfast recipes too. I already have homemade pancakes in the freezer, but I want to try some new things...like sausage or bacon biscuits...and breakfast burritos. I'm also thinking of writing a cook it and freeze it cook book with all these tested recipes..."how to feed a family of five for 400.00 a month".
What do you think of that?
I hope to return to the easel tomorrow and have about two weeks free of the kitchen...except for salads and stuff.
OK now art news:
It's been suggested to me by a couple (more than a couple over the years) of well respected gallery owners that I need to focus on a subject matter and paint at least 20-30 paintings. OMG! Really?!
I understand why I need to do this... but I am so hard headed...I hate being told what to do.
So, I am going to freaking get over it...bite the bullet and do it.
I am going to start with my trees. 20 trees. Oh, lord.
Then...abstract landscapes...20 more of those. Heaven help me.
Then figurative...20 of those too. Stop the madness.
I had to pick three...so I can paint them all at the same time...60 works in all.
What the holy hell am I thinking?
I am thinking it's been long enough fighting the system.
I have spent 7 years doing my own thing. It worked really well the first 6...but the last year has been in the crapper as far as selling and placing my work. So...maybe I'll just do this 60 works and restart my art career again.
The Mother of re-invention?...poverty!
Well my sweet dumplings...(I am making those too...chicken and dumplings)
I must away to the kitchen...to slave over a hot stove...
ands set myself free!
Love to all,
Heather

Thursday, October 04, 2007

The Dance - Completed work






Top of the day to ya!

Here is my new work all done and ready to hang.
Click to enlarge
'The Dance'

36" x 24"

oils

here are the quotes that I worked with while creating my own world:


Beyond the ideas of right-doing and wrong-doing there is a field. I’ll meet you there.


***

There is a vitality,


a life force,

an energy,

a quickening

that is translated through you into action

and because there is only one you in all of time,

this expression is unique.



And if you block it,

it will never exist through
any other medium and it will be lost.

The world will not have it.

It is not your business to determine how good it is

nor how valuable,

nor how it compares with other expressions.

It is your business to

keep it yours clearly and directly

to keep the channel open.

You do not have to believe in yourself

or your work.



You have to keep open and aware directly to

the urges that motivate you.


Keep the channel open.

No artist is pleased.


There is no satisfaction whatever,


at any time.

There is only a queer divine dissatisfaction,

a blessed unrest

that keeps us marching

and makes us more alive

then the

others.

Martha Graham
to Agnes de Mille
in "Dance to the Piper"
***
I love that!
So, I hope you enjoy...

Have a great day.

See you in the clearing.

Heather

Wednesday, October 03, 2007

A new work...ripped off!

My New work...that I ripped off from Matisse! I love this image and always have so I did my own version of it...or, um, er...I am doing my own version. I did an Andrea Pratt background (well inspired by Andrea, it's not near as fine as hers are, but it wasn't supposed to be, duh!) and then thought why not just do the whole painting as a ripped off work? So, I did, there...take that! HA!
This is 'the dance'
36" X 24"
oils
and it's just getting kinda interesting...so I'll update in the next couple of days and show you not only better pictures, (I hope)...but a better looking completed painting.
Lemme know what you are thinking of it...I am literally watching the paint dry.
(I am bored! So, freaking talk to me people...)
Love to all,
Heather


Monday, October 01, 2007

If power was an illusion, wasn't weakness necessarily one also? ~Bjould

(above) One of the hand made magnets from my
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Good Monday all!
Here are some quotes to start the day off:
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The problems of the world cannot possibly be solved by skeptics or cynics whose horizons are limited by obvious realities.
We need men and women who can dream of things that never were.
John F. Kennedy

***

If you break your neck, if you have nothing to eat, if your house is on fire, then you got a problem. Everything else is inconvenience.


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The cross comes before the crown, and tomorrow is a Monday morning.

~C.S. Lewis

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From my perspective of Higher Awareness, No one has the power to drive me crazy. In fact, people have stopped trying. They assume I can walk from here.

- Charlene (unknown submitter to Hay House newsletter's Laugh Out Loud)
***
Oky-doky. Now where was I? Oh yes...Good Monday to you all.
I have had a busy weekend. We spent a lot of time cleaning house, (yuck) and cooking for the week (fun!)...and playing Sorry! the game with the boys. I know...I have a very glam life. Be jealous.
Let's see I cooked: 2 Shepard pies, 6 quarts of bean and barley soup (known in this house as hamburger soup), 4 pints of hummus, Italian chicken with polenta, chopped a metric ton of fresh veggies (snacks and the hummus), twice baked potatoes, and a bunch of oatmeal cookies. Now...I don't have to cook for at least a week. Everyone can grab what they want out of the freezer...warm it up...eat it and put the dish in the dishwasher. It's really great. I've been doing the food thing for this family, like this for about 5 years now. It saves so much money, because there is no waste and everything gets used and eaten. It's also pretty great because I love to cook, just not every freaking day.
For the four of us...I can feed us like royalty on about 350.00 per month.
It's all good. I am thinking that this week I am going to make some mini-meatballs (I make them up and freeze them uncooked...then they can be added to all kinds of things quick and easy, taking about 7 minutes each to cook all the way through). The kids have been asking for pita bread personal pizzas...with meatballs. So, other than that I don't plan to cook at all.
We got the whole house spiffed up...and now I can paint all week without guilt. UUuummm...we bought a new board game the old Sorry! game. We basically sat around trying to sabotage each other and exact our revenge...it was great. I never won even one stinking game though...I suck at revenge I guess.
Well...I am going to start a new work later this morning...and my only problem (see above quotes) is the what will I paint thing. I have two little canvases drying at the moment in the experiment phase...I took oils and thinned them down with Liquin and painted it over the top of gold leaf I had used matt medium to glue down...then I made a random pattern with masking fluid (for watercolors) on top of the gold and then painted more of the thinned down oils over the top. I repeated that a couple of times...and I did the same thing with acrylics on another little canvas. The liquin has made the masking fluid sticky on the oil one...which I removed and then had to wash the canvas with a little terp to get the sticky off. I have not removed the masking fluid from the acrylic one yet...but I tested it yesterday and it's not sticky. Both seem to have worked...I just don't know what I plan to do with the information yet. Adventure time...we shall see.
Well, I have a busy day ahead with the day job (life coaching) and a big ol' white canvas on the easel...mocking me...so I had better get to it.
Love to all,
Heather

Thursday, September 27, 2007

Substance Love








'Substance Love'
36" x 24"
oils
ready to hang
Ok, this one is done! I am really pleased with it, the water is the richest red I have ever been able to achieve, so that pleases me to no freaking end. The pictures are weird because of the light here today. I held back finishing it yesterday because I wanted to end it on my birthday morning. Gift to self. So, anyway I have taken this whole day off to play and do anything and everything I want to do...and I am now done painting so I will go get a hair makeover. I need it. Fun!
Love to all,
Heather McSmiley
Scroll down, there is more to this party! I have theme music today!
*grins*

It's my Birthday! Party, party, party!

I am 38 today.

I feel f-i-n-e!

Party on...and go on and leave me some love!

Here is my poem for today:

The Warrior

Once, I was a warrior.

But I've retired from that.

In this life, I stay away from the chaos

of battles I don't understand:

obedience of mind,

sand versus dog,

the naming of areas,

color cannons...

There are others.

Don't worry about me.

I'm harmless. Even if

you see the glint

of sword in my eye.

~Anita K. Boyle

Heather

http://www.badkittyartstudio.com/

Tuesday, September 25, 2007

Need a lift? Watch this.

Or if that didn't do it for you...watch this one and tell me that you are not inspired...go on (I dare you to not be inspired!) Oh yeah...turn UP your speakers...there's rock on the way. This song is one of my fav's...I play it almost daily...now I know why.

Love to all,

Heather

Monday, September 24, 2007

When you were a tadpole and I was a fish In the Paleozoic time.~Smith




New work in progress.

'Substance Love'

36" X 24"

oils

Click to enlarge



Here is the quote that is inspiring it:


When oxygen and hydrogen find one another, their joining produces fiery passion. Out of this fire, water is born. Quaint Victorian chemistry gives us an image of one oxygen and two hydrogen atoms in a fixed molecule that bounces around from place to place. The reality of water is not so orderly. The hydrogen atoms are not owned by any particular oxygen atom. Water is a substance very much in love with itself, and the atoms connect in webs and clusters where oxygen shares around the hydrogen atoms freely, a fluid situation indeed.

~
Ian D. Anderson

***

I've got all the final details to do today on this work and then it will be done. I am so enjoying painting fish. Wondering what brought this on...I started looking up stuff about koi fish. Koi have a rich history and koi in the arts are historic for all types of meanings (in the links) and for creating good fortunes for the artists. Interesting right?

Well, I have to get to the easel...hope all is well your your worlds!

I'll post a finished picture as soon as I get there.

Heather



Thursday, September 20, 2007

New Work complete...Carp-tastic!

*New*
Untitled
24" x 36"
oils
Ready to hang
Click on images to enlarge






Hello lovelies!
I have been busy this week...and I just finished this new work. I need to name it...any ideas?

Here's the quote that inspired the work;


Cry Out In Your Weakness
A dragon was pulling a bear into its terrible mouth.

A courageous man went and rescued the bear.
There are such helpers in the world,
who rush to save
anyone who cries out.


Like Mercy itself,they run toward the screaming.
And they can't be bought off.
If you were to ask one of those,
"Why did you come so quickly?"
he or she would say, "Because I heard
your helplessness."


Where lowland is,
that's where water goes.
All medicine wants
is pain to cure

And don't just ask for one mercy.
Let them flood in.
Let the sky open under your feet.
Take the cotton out of your ears,
the cotton
of consolations,
so you can hear
the sphere-music…

Accept your new good luck.
Give your weakness to one who helps.
Crying out loud
and weeping are great resources.
A nursing mother,
all she does
is wait to hear her child.

Just a little beginning-whimper
and she's there.

God created the child,
that is, your wanting
so that it may cry out,
so that milk might come.

Cry out!
Don't be stolid
and silent
with your pain.
Lament!
And let the milk
of loving flow into you.
The hard rain
and wind
are ways the cloud has
to take care of us.
Be patient.
Respond to every call
that excites your spirit.
Ignore those that make
you fearful
and sad,
that degrade you
back toward
disease and death.
-Rumi
***
I hope everyone is well.
Let me know what you think of my new work and direction...I love feedback.
Heather
www.badkittyartstudio.com

















Friday, September 14, 2007

Summers Goddess - finished!

'Summers Goddess'
24" X 36"
oils
click to enlarge
Close up on the swans
Sorry for the not so great photos...the light is terrible here today.
The water has so much life, depth and reflection that's not showing up here, and the tree is also more defined than these images allow.
The swans have happy highlights and movement that is lost...crap I hate not being able to get a good shot!
Argh!
Have a happy Friday one and all.
Heather


Wednesday, September 12, 2007

Treasure Box #1

This is Treasure Box #1 (HMBT 2005) Click on images to enlarge.
Available for sale
made from a recycled silverware box from the 50's, solid wood.
The top is covered in a collage of vintage images, crushed red, yellow and orange glass, tiny gold beads (with no hole), and resin.
Inside...it's a treasure box. Made with silver travel spoons, marbles (round and flat) velum with sayings on them, poker chips from the 50's, a pair of cherubs from a broken Royal Dalton vase, toys, broken glass, lightblubs, charms from a vintage silver charm braclet, glitter, vintage WW 2 patch, paper, a bike flywheel I found at the dump, and other vintage jewlery and knick knacks, peacock feathers, vintage keys and again...covered in resin top and bottom. (there's more in there, but you get the picture)

Top inside close up


They float off the top and are suspended inside the box when closed. I like that.




Inside bottom.

I have way more pictures let me know if you would like to see more.
Well...I hope you liked this Treasure Box.
Be warned I have made more of these....when i take pictures I'll post them too.
Let me know what you think.
G'night!
Heather
www.badkittyartstudio.com













It's all in the details







I'm getting there!












Just a little more work on the swans and they will be done...I like my swans!






The lady in red is today's project...I got her dress right...whoo hoo for me.






I'm still working on the idea of putting some reeds or grass...or maybe another rock in the very foreground...on the left, but am unsure if it's the right thing to do or not.






What do you think?






The tree is giving me fits.






Me and this tree are not seeing eye to eye, so I am ignoring it for now. I've had lots of ideas how to make it 'Right' but don't know what the right thing to do is, so...I just don't look at it right now. It'll come to me. *sheesh*












Guess what I am having for breakfast?






Ok, Ok...I'll tell you.






My friend Sandra read about my broken foot...so she sent me a beautiful box of chocolate from Jacques Torres Chocolate in New York.






I have never had this chocolate before, and can I say that I am in LOVE? Yup seems I can, as I just did and all.






OK, Sandra you rock, thank you so much for this wonderful gift of delight! O.M.G. this is so good... I wish I could share (not really) with all of you. *smirk* The chocolate is mine I say! All Mine! Hahahahaha...er, excuse me, I am on a bit of a sugar rush.














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Back to work for me, hope all is well in your world.






Heather






Go buy some art today. It's good for your health. It'll improve your sex life. And everyone will know for sure just how incredibly smart you really are.






What could be better?






Monday, September 10, 2007

Pretend you're a goddess. ~cecilia maria

The new painting...it's coming along.
24" x 36"
oils
'If summer was a goddess'
sorry for the not so good picture, I took it in the studio with a flash...because it's still dark-thirty here. Click to enlarge.
***
O Goddess Earth, O all-enduring wide expanses! Salutation to thee. Now I am going to begin cultivation. Be pleased, O virtuous One.


~Ancient Sanskrit Prayer
***
Which is the woman, which the child? The joyous laugh that opens doors, steals sugared moments from the shelf? Or the dreamer mixing metaphors with tears to make a book of self To read aloud in winter's rooms When summer's sounds have ceased to bloom?
***
Ok, Ok... so I've started painting again. Woot!
Having a broken foot is good for making art I find. I got so bored that I was able to shuck the blahs that have hounded me all summer long and started painting again. Thank the Goddess!
I've got a busy day today with coaching clients and I want to get the rest of this painting blocked in so I can start working the details.
I hope you all have a wonderful Monday,
Heather

Thursday, September 06, 2007

Pain is not a punishment; pleasure is not a reward. ~Chodron







The Simple Solution.


To avoid all pain,


unhappiness


and fear ......


avoid birth.


~Ian Gardner


***


Good Morning (well it's morning for me anyway).


Today I am going to tell you a little story about my day yesterday.


It'll explain why my quote(s) today are about pain...and such


***


I broke my leg - after doing the first four days of A Midsummer's Night Dream - at Big Bear in a toboggan accident where I was almost killed. I was in the front of the toboggan with three big guys in back of me with a lot of inertia of the heavy weight, and my foot slipped off the toboggan, went right in the snow and split me up the middle. If it hadn't broken my femur at the exact time, I would have been killed. . . . While I was recuperating there (Hollywood Presbyterian Hospital) to get back on the set of A Midsummer's Night Dream - they were waiting for me - where I did that entire picture in a plaster of Paris cast covered up by Olivia De Havilland's dress . . . while I'm at the Presbyterian Hospital and I'm recuperating, my wife (Jan) is born on the 6th floor. Now that's a billion-to-one shot.


~Mickey Rooney


***


Yesterday morning I was preparing for my work day (life coaching) and I knew I had a mega ton of clients to talk to. I decided it would be a good idea for me to clean up the studio while I talked to my clients...because multi-tasking is a hobby of mine you see.


My first client of the day calls in and we start our session...I am listening to her, wearing my handy dandy phone head set and blithely straightening up the paint cans (quarts and gallons) in the studio.


It's going to be a hour long session...so I am pacing myself with the cleaning...all the while listening to my client catch me up on her life and problems to overcome.


***


The art finds kingdoms in a foot of ground.




***


As I walk from one end of the studio to the other talking a mile a minute, I started stacking the cans of paint. Then I started in on all the paper shreds and open paint tubes.


I know I live a very glam life, for sure.


I had attached the phone to my pant pocket and the cord to the headset was getting in my way...hanging down and snagging on every little thing...I think it was doing it on purpose...nasty little headset wire that it is.


***


The accident of an accident.




***


As I was moving in complete harmony with my mind working on my clients problems and my body left to it's own accord to do the boring work of cleaning...I mean really who needs the brain engaged fully to clean?


I leaned over the stack of paint cans to grab a particularly mischievous scrap of paper that thought it was running away from the paper bin...my client said something that made the body stop and want to sit down...all I know is that there may have been a brain/body strike at that moment...the body demanding more pay and better working conditions and the brain said it had to call the lawyers to see where it stood on the whole matter...


***


Always cut the cards...and smile when you lose.




***


my client was about ten minutes into her hour at this point. As the body gave up the good fight and spun around to look for the nearest sitting device, the nasty head set cord reached out for no apparent reason and grabbed hold of a particularly charming paint can at the top of the stack. Obviously, while the brain and body were working hard...the cord had fallen in love with an unopened, quart sized can of crackle medium (you can tell the cord has no taste what so ever in quality).


***


Hard work doesn't harm anyone, but I do not want to take any chances.


~Unknown


***


The paint can was very upset with the whole snatch and grab of the cord and decided to fall as fast and hard as possible to the floor in an attempt to escape the cords very forward behaviour.


Thank goodness the body had stopped thinking for itself at this point, because it had flopped into the nearest chair to let the brain try to talk it into a lunch date to solve the labor issues and left one of the feet, in just the right place to cushion the fall of the ( really at this point very prudish paint can) paint can.


There was a brief moment, where time stopped and applauded the heroic efforts of the foot in question. Then a urgent Memo was sent to the brain from the foot of the body claiming an on the job injury and demanding quite a lot of money and screaming about lawyers.


The bones in the foot...they had had enough of the really crappy treatment from the the body and decided to break up and look for vacation possibilities in Central America.


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You see, dear, it is not true that woman was made from man's rib; she was made from his funny bone. ~
Sir James Matthew Barrie


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At this point my client had asked an important question and I was thinking of the best possible answer and the can fell on my foot...breaking it in several places.


I never even made an owie sound (which according the brains lawyers is in direct violation to the bodies right as an individual)


and answered the clients question.


40 minutes later when the call ended I took a look at the foot and cursed it loudly. Then gathering ice and ace bandages...I re-set the bones in my foot, and took the next client right on time.


Fast forward eight hours later, all clients had been taken care of for the day, and I went in to the ER, really just looking for some good, legal drugs.


They were fresh out of the good stuff...so I got a cast instead and some really not good for anything extra strength Tylenol. Stingy bastards.


So now I have a broken foot...and no good drugs.


Life is grand I tell you...


life is just freaking peachy.


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Love to all today...and really watch out for falling paint cans, they are moody and unpredictable...and hell bent on foot hating.


Be aware.


Heather








Wednesday, September 05, 2007

The reason why worry kills more people than work is that more people worry than work.~Frost

Hidy ho everyone.


Here are some quotes about reason that I found interesting today...and some more daily doodles from the last week...

I hope everyone is having a good day.

I have got to get back to work so this is short today...

so just Carry on! Click on pictures to enlarge.

Love to all,


Heather
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Always be prepared to give an answer to everyone who asks you the reason for the HOPE that you have. ~1 Peter 3:15 NIV


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"...the unconscious one does not betray. He walks secure through life. But we who are a part of the tradition--the Europeans--and who carry on the tradition we have betrayed with awareness, insight and consciousness, we have carefully analyzed all the wars before they were declared. But we did not stop them. (And many amongst us became the propagandists of the wars as soon as they were declared.) We describe how the poor are plundered by the rich. We live among the rich. Live on the plunder and pander the ideas to the rich. We have described the torture and we have put our names under appeals against torture, but we did not stop it. (And we ourselves became torturers when the higher interests demanded torture and we became the ideologists of torture.) Now we once more can analyze the world situation and describe the wars and explain why the many are poor and hungry. But we do no more. We are not the bearers of consciousness. We are the whores of reason."



~Jan Myrdal




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Too often it is we who won't let life be simple. Why must we squeeze it and bite it and slam it against what we've convinced ourselves are our great powers of reason? We violate the innocence of things in the name of rationality so we can wander about, uninterrupted, in our search for passion and sentiment.



Let the inexplicable sit sacred.









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When life knocks you down, try to land on your back. Because if you can look up, you can get up. Let your reason get you back up.






Sunday, September 02, 2007

I refuse to be reduced by fear. The book is done.

New painting to be started...inspired by a work done by Maxfield Parish (I think that's who's it is...and the courage of one of my clients) anyway it's the best drawing I have ever done and I wanted to share.

Cover (front and back of book)

Alligator Skin Paper and fimo stamped and painted butterfly

Book is 3.5" X 5.5" - the theme is: Fear

(Click on images to enlarge)

Page 1

Page 2


Page 3




Page 4


Page 5



Page 6


Page 7



Page 8


Page 9


Page 10


Page 11

*The End*


Well, it's done.

I loved making it,

I am going to make more of these,

as in a series.

I just need a theme for the next one....any ideas?



Feel free to praise me and ask for a commission for one of your own.

They will be selling for $39.00 each + shipping

Order yours now.

Hurry don't wait.

They are functional, durable and perfect for the desk, pocket, side table or shelf. Imagine getting one of these instead of a birthday card this year!

Great for gift giving time and they

can be personalized to fit any theme.

(Graduations, births, weddings, holiday, birthday...you get the idea)



Wait it gets better!

The name of this line...the series...

the name of the series is...

your gonna love this...


BAD! Kitty's Itty Bitties


I know...

I'm farking brilliant.

*Grins*

Happy weekend!

Heather