On Wings and Art

"Faith without works is like a bird without wings; though she may hop about on earth, she will never fly to heaven. But when both are joined together, then doth the soul mount up to her eternal rest." ~ Francis Beaumont (1584-1616)

I love the idea of being able to fly. When I was a child I KNEW I could fly...It was really only hovering, but I know I could do it. I think about the freedom , and simplicity of wings in general a lot. I have been doing the Journal pages with an intensity bordering on OCD...But it feels so good. I have a new style emerging right now, so it's fun to play and not really worry about the "plans" for awhile. I'm just staying up all night, working at daybreak, and running the gauntlet of ordinary life. I feel like I have wings...
So, what's new right?
I got to sit and talk on the phone with a very wonderful person last night, like you know... a grrrlfriend...I know, I know so soon? Well, thank the good lord YES! I feel like I have been gifted to the point of extravagant-ness with 4 powerful, real thinking, feeling women of late. I mean wow! Going from no friends to 4 women all at once that have had profound impacts on my recent life. I mean I'm breaking out the fear factor heath-a-nator all over the place...Incredible...This time it worked! I am beginning to get it. It's all a leap of faith....So ...I so havemuch work to do again today...But I'll be posting some more profound, deep thoughts soooooon. *artist is making spooky noises*
Now Take Me to Your leader! I want to talk to the King of the potato People! *Grin*
Heather

New Journal Pages

I'll let them stand on their own. Comments?
Be Bold.
Heather

"He who would do good to another must do it in Minute Particulars. General Good is the plea of the scoundrel, hypocrite, and flatterer; For Art and Science cannot exist but in minutely organized particles."
~ William Blake (1757-1827)

I am going to have a two part day today...The first half was fraught with tension, work, kids, and being a mud person myself. This second half...This is mine. I have loved and provided for everyone else today, so everyone gets a coffee break, even stay at home/ work from home Moms.
So for the next two hours I am going to dance with myself...And see what happens. I am feeling larger than life, but not in a manic type of way, just really confident about my confidence. You know... that it's real, and I am really living in each moment well today. Go Me! So even though it's hard doing all this growing, and changing and still staying the sane, plugged in person that people can depend on....It's hard as shit!...I can manage it, with grace. I can do that because I am SUPER HUMAN...Ahem...No of course ...because I am working my Lilly white off here folks...No applause just throw money. Please. Bad-da-da-dum. (drum roll...sheeshhh we didn't have phonics in southern FL!) But really do people ever look at you and say...Hey did you do something different with your hair...Or is it that you are having a great self esteem day....Does this make my esteem look too big....hehehe....Humor is my drug of choice today. I have been proven to only be 12% humorous...so I'll try to pace myself here...

I am working on a new painting...I know I have old ones that need finishing....Shut up....But I am excited to see the results of a new "thing" I am trying... And I am hoping that it all pulls together. That's all I am saying...I'm not posting this one as a WIP...I don't want feedback till it's done....Surfacing for air is my theme though.

Well, I have to eat and paint and sing...Today I found my old favorite CD...Talking Heads Naked....Been a good one to me through the years...And today's the perfect talking head day....So..

Monkey see and monkey do-oo
the clouds have silver linings
Looks pretty goo-ooo-d

Factory Life...fills me with pride...factory Lif-ii-ef.


Just let our instincts guide us from coast to coast...if chimpanzees' are smart than we will close ou--r ey-ess...

From factory life...I'm sure I got it wrong, because I like to make up words to songs and then insist for years later that I am right....About my lyrics...I always am. :)
Have a good one folks, and do something saucy...Be bold.
I am...It's fun...Really, really.
Heather

The story goes, A germ and virus go into a bar...

"Each thing that exists remains forever, and that very existence of existence is proof of its eternity. But without that realization, which is the knowledge of perfect being, man would never know whether there was existence or non-existence. If eternal existence is altered, then it must become more beautiful; and if it disappears, it must return with more sublime image; and if it sleeps, it must dream of a better awakening, for it is ever greater upon its rebirth."
~ Kahlil Gibran (1883-1931)

Well, this morning when the eyeballs sprang open, with great force and artistic insight. I sat up only to realize that my body (poor sweet, humble body that it is) is still Freaking sick. (damnit!) so my gray matter pushes the mud upright and gets to it.

I have had a few interesting emotional days, days of discovery.
How do you map the interior? I mean sometimes I feel like my brain is booby-trapped. I'll be cruising along and BAM! here is a little crisis of faith, or a old memory that was better left buried, or a SMACK! of grief.
Living in the moment...means that not every moment is good. That sometimes it's a big long poopy string of moments...and that it is supposed to be that way.

The quote for today (up there) is working on me in two ways. I am alone, and not alone all at the same time. The things that happened to me in my past are real, and not real at the same time, I am dying and being re born all at the same time. Time isn't what it used to be for me anymore. If you think in terms of quantumness (my new heatherism...like it?) then the little girl, young woman, and grown adult are all at the same time real and not real. I am down to the cellular level, different than the past me's...I will be down to the same level different in my future me's. So this bad spot in the road must be my equivalent of a birthing canal. I will be different when I am done processing this bit of information about my self. I will be better because, I am NOT reliving that SHIT! I mean holy hell, I already did it once...WTF?! I am not going to do it again. I blindly go forward...Proudly blind. I am the NEW ONE...I am the awakened...I am my theory of ONE. I can only do what I can do. What do I do in those moments when I don't have/know what the next step is? Sometimes I just sit...that's it...I just sit and don't think...bio-feedback is great for that. I also paint, draw, write...Sing. Anything to give my body something to do with all the interior shit that is going down, behind my eye blinds.
What is the purpose of physical pain? To tell the silly body to stop...or as a way to focus the body's attention...when I was little I got a splinter in my toe the size of a small nation...I thought I was going to die before I would let anyone pull it out. I screamed and thrashed about....my father holding me down yelling at me to be still or he would whip my ass...and a little girl at the party we were at came over and PINCHED the living shit right out of me. I mean I had a bruise for a week...I was so astonished, I just stared at her and yelled...at that moment her mom (at the other end of my wild thrashing self) yanked out the thorn in my toe. Surprise! Pain is a great focus factor. I have had headaches for the last three weeks...ones that make me want to spilt open my on skull to make more room. I went to the doctor...she said tension headache...I'm like WTF?!
Yep it really is all in my head. I created the headache to distract myself from the internal pain of growth, change, information over load, lack of things to stress out about, being done with a bunch of "work"...ect. I need something to focus on or I'll go nutty...I think.
So, hello headache from hell...no amount of medication will touch it...and I made them check, there is no brain bleed or tumors...shucks...it's a tension freaking headache. And now the flu, but that's a different story....Sniffle, snort.

So my point is this...I am both calm and chaos...I am all alone and so not alone, I can't even pee without someone around...I am a terrific artist and a student of art...I am a human and student of life. Teach Universe Teach.
I am open to it....let me use this information, this growth, this birth contraction as fuel...to power the next turn in the road, the next hill climbed, the next event horizon. Let it be...I am dancing with my star...it burns...in all the right places.

I'll be posting my latest journal pages soon, I have to scan them in. It's all about time, and what's become of me, and my possibilities that are unlimited...my right here and now. Not living from the suitcase of my past, or the hopes and desires of my future, but living in the now...my clocks don't need hands anymore. I tell time by feel now....Blindly leaping every second from one to the next.
Have a good one all, Heather

Overexcitable: When To Jump

Overexcitable: When To Jump

Check this out folks! I love it...

Wow! I just figured something out!

So...I was replying a moment ago to Pinky about the Faith and a funeral painting (last two posts) and I don't know if you guys read the comments or not so I wanted to repost what I said to her here....Because funny thing... my most enlightening moments are so small, quick, fast that I don't want to freaking lose the power of them by not showing them to the universe...And then of course because it's me... expounding....Big surprise right?:)
So below is my short answer to pinkies question...Or INSIGHT....Oh before I forget, The I is upside down...Because I (me) am feeling very upside down while watching the tragedy of my Home...(I claim the entire South and Gulf as home...My people, every last one of them) be destroyed...*artist is now whispering....Can anyone say remember the south? Can anyone remember that so much of who we are as a great nation came/comes from the FAITH coming out of the south, out of the people? Off the backs of these people...The south is our nations spiritual root* So anyway before I rant anymore about injustice....

Yes it's a symbol of the cross...For the t...For me being born and raised in some really strong religious stuff, it has significance for that...But also because of the unhealthy way (My thoughts) that people relate to the symbol of the cross these days...Making me better than you, because I've been saved....yadyadyada.I Have never been to many places in my life...But I have never experianced the same type of pure religion that I did while in New Orawlenzzz, the power of faith in that city...All types of faith, but pure faith in the music, the art, the voodoo, the color, the pain, the food, the inhibition... everything. A people of FAITH...Lost to the greed and corruption of "people" that just don't "get poverty" as they have said over and over again...Yes I am quoting the present headgmon wanna be directly...well now... they don't have to get it...The rest of us understand completly... when this work is finished I will be finding a family or person or business in N.O. or from the disaster, that I will gifting it to. We need a wake, we need a colorful, band marching, black umbrella, funeral procession, we need to celebrate what is gone. Celebrate that we had it at all, celebrate FAITH! So...If you are one of those above mentioned peoples then contact me...I have art for you. This is my call...Let it be heard.Have a soulful day all!
PS...Blown away, is the other painting, that will be going to someone/place special as a gift...in the Biloxi/Missi area... ( Why? Because I CAN!Why, because it last longer than money. Why? why ask why?
**END**
So maybe I don't have anymore than that...maybe I just can do anything I want in this life, I make it... I can sell it, trade it, give it away...I do the best I can with what I got...I am the south, in my faith and I thank and grieve with the south for the gifts it has given and lost.
that's all on that.
I posted them both up there again...It's being a very hard thing to do...Complete them that is....You know?
If you know somewhere or someone that needs art from the above described areas...Give me a nod...Let's talk. Yes I am for real.
Later, I have a crap load of life to live today! I'll post my Journal pages tonight!
Heather
*subliminal message to your wallet hand...Get itchy ...There is still some fairy world art that needs a new home...* LOL
http://www.badkittyartstudio.com

Sniffle, snort. Sneeze

Well this is what was running thru my congested, snorty head this morning. I am freaking happy damnit...now get off my back!

And this:

"Prosperity in the form of wealth works exactly the same as everything else. You will see it coming into your life when you are unattached to needing it."
~ Wayne Dyer

WTF?! Mr. Dyer...yes that question was for you...hehehe.

So Ok, every single person in my hosue is home today with the flu...can I just say how much that SUCKS! (and blows...good thing I buy tissues in bulk) I am even achey, and my head is full of green stuff (hope that wasn't TMI) but lordy, I still have to go to work today. I work from home, but today is a work day none the less, and if I don't work...well, it can be real not pretty when it comes time to write the bills. My mate makes enough to keep us afloat, and pay most of the bills on time...my income buys the food, gas (OMG!!! don't get me started on that) and anything fun or extra in our lives...read: I don't make much being an advisor/consultant/coach/artist.

So I am going to load up on med's and litertally suck it up..and go to work. Must feed the children...must feed the children will be my foggy headed mantra today.

So the quote that I am working with today...up there about wealth you know...well...I am working hard at just that with my artwork, but how do I stop needing/wanting to make money? Crap! I need about a bucketful every damn day! *artist is now grumbeling to herself about how life isn't fair...there is foot stomping...and looks like we have a full pout going on*

So I am going to the doctors office this morning (soon...heather go get in the shower...) but I need to write for my menatal health...so I am trying to figure out how to not want/need wealth (not just money). I tell you I am really working on it. *artist is now sticking her tounge out (sorry it's germy) at the universe...then being ashamed... and using her finger instead (yep that one)*

So you if you have some insights for this sick artist friend of yours...speak UP!

Oh yeah, I am still accepting resumes for the ever popular position of best friend..those are the best...ever. I'll be publishing the best of the lot when I have the pile big enough...you guys rock. I think I might even have to give out a prize at the end...like a little art work for my new best friend...and a runner up (to be called in if the 1st best friend for whatever reason can not fufill their duties) and a third place (I need three because I don't like even number...shhessh, how long you been reading this blog, you know that silly!) I want to say..."you are Hired!" SOON!

Have a good one folks! Sniff, Snort Sneeze and no hugging today...I'm germy...ick!

Be real today, tell someone how you really feel, and do one thing that scares the pants off of you...aaaawwwww come on, I'd cover for you in your universal duties... if you were sick, I would...I'm that kinda grrrl.

Heather

NEW STUFF!!!! and an answer for Pinky

Tower of Power 2
oils, acrylics 24x18
150.00
the color is a little muted in this picture...but it's close, I think it's much brighter in real life.

This is the stuf that's new this week!
P&Q close up...it has writting all over it, as well as mirrors,buttons (slogan, pin on your shirt type) and other stuff.

Mind your P's and Q's
oils, acrylics, gesso and mixed media
24x36
250.00
This picture is a little washed out...the glaze and colors are very vibrant, but still sublte, not garish at all.

Another angle on the lovley Minky Stool.


My latest Funiture creation
Minky Stool
It is a recycled bottom of an 1800's Oak baby high chair (Bottom half)
with a fake mink top.
It's just right for sitting at the desk, putting on make up or what ever you may need a minky stool for.
Colors are really more indigo/violet (my own color creation...I'm going to paten it for real) than these pictures show. It also glows from the many layers of color and metalic powders used. Very sturdy, my mate is about 250 lbs. and it dosen't even groan or creak when he sits on it to take off his boots. All my furniture is first given the sturdy test by having to live in my home and be used for at least 90 days before I will sell it. If it's going to have or be a problem I wnat to konw about it first.
This one has passed the test.
175.00


Sometimes I forget up close

Sometimes I forget
oils and mixed media
18x24
my Mate Man want to keep this one, he says he loves it, and he didn't want me to sell secrets...so...so make me an offer he won't refuse!
I think about 250.00 out to do it.


Little Big Red Tree
18x24
200.00
oils and metalic powders
I thought someone might need a magic tree that was a little smaller than the Big Big red tree (it's a 6 footer).


Angel close up

My secret Angel 1
framed 8x10 oils
125.00
These angels just appear sometimes...this was the first, and I finally finished it's frame!


Faith and a funeral
oils and mixed media
WIP
No upside down t...but I did make it lower case for a reason!

Any Guesses?

Love to all, let me know what you think!
Heather

BRB! I am taking more pictures ...

I have the camera...and I am using it...stay tuned for this weeks completed works!
within the hour!

I am still working on this one...it's about well guess?

yep! that's the one...I am trying to discover what it means to me...and also as an homage to the New Orleans I'll never get to see again. Can't see in this photo, but there are handprints all over it.
Heather

My kids are home from school sick...send help

My quiet place....it's sold now! ARRRGGHHHH! I have to paint a new one!

Is that a fairy in your pocket?

Fairy World seven
yes the zipper is real!
oils 18x24

While crazy on chocolate and caffine I...

Not a very good picture, but the latest in the Flower series
it's sooooooooooooooooooooooo rich in color in real ife...painted in the frame so it's colors peek out all over
oils 18 x 24
I'll try for a better picture

And then...OH MY

Core 1
oils on sculpted plaster






Tall Grrls go to the prom alone
oils

So I found a few pictures...

Self Portrait

Bust Ass Busy!

ARRRGGGHHHH!
can you realate?

This ones called "Escape"

ARRRGGHHH! again...sheesh!

Heather

Rights. Respect. Responsibility.

Rights. Respect. Responsibility.

Get a grip People...I like that they say pro choice is not anti religion or anti life...it's simple folks...it's being about choice.
Check it out...good stuff!

Love 2 Liv!

Love 2 Liv!

An interesting look at christianity for today...I enjoyed reading this blog...and I gained insite to the "christian" thoughts of a practicing person.
Interesting...Heather

Favorite Sites (or ones I got a kick out of): Sites 10/18

Favorite Sites (or ones I got a kick out of): Sites 10/18

Check this site out...cool links! I thought so anyway...Later Heather

Hot off the Easel

Hot off the Easel

Check out the amazing artwork! I love animals and these guys give life to still life.
Check it!