The One I Missed

Along the edge of the Top Pond the dragonfly gave me time to run back to the Gator for the camera. It flew just as I began to focus on the Button Willow along the water's edge where it rested.

I thought, One I will delete. Oh, the surprise I found when I looked at this picture.  The distortion in the upper right is the dragonfly and makes it a true keeper.  There is sometimes art in your mistakes.

Nature's Art

Sunshine

through cedars,

mushrooms 

grow up, down, 

and sideways, 

and trees flourish

against all odds.

Cavorting Water Bugs

create watery illusions with faces.

Colors and images 

you might not see magically appear

when you allow the camera to record

what is really there.

Water skaters

and water bugs

paint in water

seeming to favor circles.

Nature...the ultimate artist.

Barn Art

Back in time, pre-cattle, pre-large horses, we/I had miniature horses.

We gave free barn tours meeting our horses and seeing our operartion.  The "art" I did not keep in the house I put on the barn walls. People seemed to enjoy this along with my antique or "the things we used to use" section.   Through a tornado, ten years of weather extremes, cattle occupation and other changing events these remain.

a painting on cardboard and great-grandmother's bedstead

This is a four foot plus wide wooden piece I did years ago representing Hubby and me.  The number in the center is our marriage year and the outside circles are our birth years, separately and becoming. I think they should be almost one circle by now.

a random selection to help hold the tar paper 

You know I never waste a thing!

I would not change these years and although I miss the time I think I wouldn't wish it back. It is just another chapter that been read and finished in our book of life.  We begin the next chapter.

Changing My Space

My oldest daughter made beautiful art from a very old thick piece of broken glass.  I have mounted it with mirror holders and I think it works well here.

My mind is always moving, changing things, "improving" things.  One of my favorite paintings, The Birth of Anubis, has gained some jewelry.  I think it works and if I like it, it's okay.  These are two of my paintings.  I dare not call them art.

I have glued felt on the bottom of my leaf

 to avoid scratching furniture

This was crafted by a local artist using a live leaf...

in concrete...amazing.
I wanted to protect the new paint job on my coffee table.
Yes, you heard correctly...I have painted my coffee table.

I had orb company or I need to clean my camera next.

Oh, the adventures I have!

Eclectic

is the best word ever.  I now have a style!  I like the odd things and now instead of someone saying, "Her style is a little crazy.  Bless her heart",  I can be eclectic and all is forgiven.

Here is a barbed wire wreath with a tree knot.

A barbed wire "nest" with rusty pliers "birds"

My bone tree

with bird feeder.

Perfect for the upcoming holiday.

A experimental solution

for a trash bag in your car.

The grocery bags fit perfectly inside, 

and are fastened on each side over buttons.

The white part is elastic and the entire bag is washable.

.

I will fine tune my idea with color coordination

and different shapes..

Not bad for the first prototype.

This may be adjusted for a glove box trash container.

Scary?

Happy Halloween!

The Mystery That Is Pollock

Jackson Pollock for Magpie Tales

and Poets United:  Poetry Pantry

JACKSON

As a child he was the fifth
as an adult he was a half
and a whole
that became nothing
and too much

He battled his demons
with drink and paint
for almost two years
driven by drips and swirls
he simply painted

And when it was good
he could not accept it
or was self-exalted
sabotaging himself and
the paints that made him

Drips made him famous
Drink made him dead

I Paint

More and more I seem drawn to the daily prompts at Mindlovemisery's Menagerie.  There is a new and varied prompt every day with an open link for a week.  This is my favorite part because there are many times I write something only to discover a link is no longer active.

Jumping In

I paint

A lone figure
Armed to create
Heading to a nebulous copse
There's no menace
I exhale

No infections
Except the atavistic influence
That flows through my veins
Cranberry pastel
Bony fingers paint

I came to create
With canvas and brush in hand
I step through the door
That births art
Dipping my brush in Ichor

I paint

How They Met Themselves

Ink and wash on paper by Rossetti

Meeting the challenge for Flash 55 Plus at Imaginary Garden With Real Toads

55 words exactly with the inspiration of another of Rossetti's art pieces

How They Met Themselves

On a fine day a couple strayed

To walk among the trees

Imagine their delight

What a sight

When they met their mirrored mes

Manners held their course

Doppelgangers indeed

Someone watching

Could not tell which was real

Or which was thee

Sitting upon the ground

Had a lively luncheon

While all were in town

It Ain't Junk

I decided this would be my cool day project after push mowing through the morning. Dad fenced the yard to keep the livestock out.  After many years sections are gone but I like to keep pieces of what was.  

I began to tear it down before my before pictures.  I had to tackle all the honeysuckle and Virginia creeper while I was working on the fence.

Dad and Mom built three rails of split posts.  There were two large gates in other spots and one walk in swinging gate here.

I decided to try and reinforce and straighten the posts while doing only two rails since it is only "decorative" now.

 After a lot of sweating

hammering and bleeding

I'm 

calling

it finished.

My Calling...

for dVerse~Poets Pub

Many voices
Called me
Ancestors of mine
And others
Asked me to dig
I heard them

Animals called me to heal
I healed then and now
But never got a paper
Training was easy
dogs horses
and chickens

My calling changed
To wife, mother, employee
Through all that
Animals and ancestors
paper and paint
Called...I answered

Diamond Lil, Short-haired Border Collie

My Favorite Store...

TerrapinTradingCompany is on Face Book and in down town Norfork, Arkansas, home of the Wolf House and where the Norfork River joins the White River.  A beautiful town to visit with other shops but the only one I see is Terrapin Trading Company with Amanda and David Quinney and their wonderful dog!

I feel badly I didn't ask the dog what her name was. Amanda had her sit for the picture.  I had to play ball and visit a little, no, a lot!  Amanda and co-owner/husband are artists and make amazing silver jewelry.  Displayed are local art pieces, natural products and clothing along with, you guessed it... ROCKS! Or should I say crystals, jewels, and stones, oh, my?!

There were drums, rain sticks, wind chimes, smell goods. finger-less mittens, art, clothing, cards, jewelry, purses, and pretties, lots of pretties.

I was as happy as a pig in a mud hole!!!!  Every where I turned discovered new products and endless items to delight me.

There is a reading room where you can relax and read, play drums, or just have fun visiting.  They do mail products, too so if you take a liking to something give them a call or contact them through FB.

I was successful in taking the dog's picture.  I had to sneak around because this dog is all about playing ball.  I tried to trick her but the dog was smarter than me.

Something for every one

and something for me.

Pure silver hand crafted rings with Amazonite and snow flake obsidian

using two different design styles.

 A silver pendant using my amethysts, an orange calcite and David's amazing talent.

The photos do not do justice to the place nor the pieces.

So if you're ever traveling north of me stop in, visit, play ball and carry home a treasure.  In addition to my jewelry I found a book and a drum I could not leave behind. I can guarantee you will leave with a smile and a warmer heart form meeting Mr and Mrs Quinney.