Friday, February 29, 2008

The Ghost in the Machine

I had a really freaky thing happen to me when I was writing my blog last night.
I know there is a computer explanation for it, but it is not one I know of, and if any of you fellow computer heads know more than I about what may have happened, PLEASE offer me some possible explanations.

I write my blogs in Word as I am having problems with the Java Script on my computer, Every time Blogspot auto saves, it throws up a screen asking me if I want to debug.It is very annoying as at times it is constant (and how does one fixeth that?)

I make the link for the movie the Orphanage in the document body, and test it out from Word. The website comes up (I was on AOL at the time) and the music comes on. I cruise through the website, and then close it out.

The problem is, the sound effects from the movie are still playing. The wind is blowing, the stairs are creaking, and there is THE thump. If you see the movie, you will know what the thump is about.

I figured it would stop. It never did. I shut down word. I shut down AOL, I shut down everything and still the loop of very creepy sounds keeps playing out of my speakers.

Finally, I shut the computer totally down, and then restarted it.

No more sound.

HAD THERE BEEN SOUND, I think I would have started freaking.

Then my friend emails leave this comment on my blog:

”So, it's the middle of the night, and I decide to check your blog before I go to bed. This movie "The Orphanage" sounds interesting, so I Google it and visit the website. Great, now I can't sleep, and that's just from the trailer. Oh, well, I'll just watch another episode of "L&O: CI" so I can calm down before bed.”

As I think more about it, the movie was pretty creepy. So, go see it if you dare.

Patti O Horror

Oh and tonight’s photo is of some Cat Eye Operculum Seashells that I bought on Etsy. They were used in Victorian jewelry to ward off the evil eye. I might use them in some encaustic pieces at the studio tomorrow.

Thursday, February 28, 2008

The Orphanage

Last night we went to see the Spanish movie "The Orphanage". Check out the website which is very very cool, though some of you might not be able to see all the flash, depending upon your computer and connection.

The movie was moodily filmed in Spain, and I was mesmerized, thrilled, scared, grossed out, (a few disturbing scenes, thankfully not too overdone) and moved to tears.

It has been likened to The Sixth Sense and The Others, both of which I liked, but with Euro flair, which to me means less is better.

I believe this was the first film made by this director, and it was done well. There were a few scenes which I found a bit campy, like the swirling mist, the full moon, and the light house. Such scenes were reminiscent of old Karloff movies, and I think the references and the camp were not necessary and seemed out of character with the rest of the movie.

The Rosendale Theater, where we went to see it, dates back to 1949. I have been going there since the late 70’s, when I was introduced to it by my first husband.

When you step into the theater, it is a trip back in time. The late deco color and d├ęcor is still there, along with the same staff that seem to have not aged a bit in 30 years either. I have to say, there is something spooky about that.

The seats are a bit worn, the ceiling has some problems, the colors are funky, and it has an old musty smell that you sort of get used to. (augh, is it mold?!) But it is a place where you can get popcorn for 1.50, a ticket for 6.00, and see Indie and non mainstream films

It is NOT a place you go if you don’t want to be seen with the person you are with as there are LOTS and LOTS of locals and friends there. It is quite different than the hustle and bustle of the mall, where you can get lost among swarms of kids, or duck into a bathroom.

Tonight’s art is a tiny piece which I love. (speaking about less being better..). It is simple, but the meaning profound, at least to me, and it fits into the tiniest of spaces, and quietly sits.

Adios, Patti O Ghost

Tuesday, February 26, 2008

Why be a tiny cocktail sausage, when you can be a mighty wiener

So with that title, I am posting a card that I made the other day for my Catskillpaper website.The card is on my site under handmade greeting cards should you absolutely have to have it. The image is from an advertising company from the late 1800's and it features a dog chasing a weiner (oh love that word!) on a stick, while unknowingly being tortured by children in a cart. Get that weiner - not.

In case you are wondering about tonight's blog, I copied the title of one of the many emails that were filtered out from my website email. I get tons of email to my websites, but alas, they mostly try to get me enlarge body parts I don't have, or fix things that aren't broken on me. Oh, and drugs, tons and tons of cheap drugs just waiting for me. Gobble gobble yumm yumm.

I spend most of my email life hitting delete, delete, delete, wondering, what if I did answer some of those emails ???

Patti O Weiner....

Monday, February 25, 2008

I'm It

Judy from Cabin Fever in Alaska blog tagged me. Here's how it works:
1) Find a book closest to me with at least 123 pages.
2) Turn to page 123 and go down five sentences.
3) Type the next three lines into my blog.
4) Tag five other bloggers.

Here it is:

"rather Yogically, is to restore to health the eye of the heart whereby God may be seen. Like all great philosophical ideas, this one is simple to understand by virtually impossible to imbibe."

excerpted from Elizabeth Gilbert's Eat, Pray, Love.

I am surrounded by books, but in this room most of it is related to Digital Art, Computers, artist's reference books, guides, and a few pieces of fiction. Right around the corner in the other room is a large bookcase of art books. To the left around the corner are two sets of barrister bookcases, a total of 12 cases, one of which houses my biographies on Marie Antoinette, Edward VII, Henry the VII, Queen Elizabeth et. al., while the other 11 house poetry, art, literature from the greats such as Miller, Nin, Sonntag, Marquez and thousands of others. Across the room is another book case stuffed with photography books, more get the picture.

Back to the verse; I find that when I paint and work with teenagers I bring beauty, truth, and love to the eye of my heart which bears witness to God as we know him or her. At times I work so hard to search for it, and most often it is there in the most simplest of things that I do.

Off to find 5 people to tag. I have a small blogging circle of friends, so I may be hard pressed to come up with 5. In fact, there are only 3 that I can find as the others don't seem to deviate into things like here are the three that I think will play:

Amber Dawn at
Liz at
Mary Beth at

Off to rest. Working out sometimes kicks my ass.

And ANDREA----you are too funny, but you know, there was a spiritual truth to what you said, if we work hard to be the best we can be in life, we are all "10's". Thanks for the reminder.

Off to meditate....or nap.


Sunday, February 24, 2008

Follow Up to...In Search of...

It is only 10:30 am, and thanks to Larry for delivering me my coffee in bed I have finished a great article on How to Be Creative by artist Hugh Macleod and just tuned into his blog Gaping Void.

The article is quite good, and all you artists/creative folk should download it. It is one of the amazing free things in life, and there were several points that hit home, one of which is Chapter 24: Don't Worry About Inspiration; It Comes Eventually.

So, when I don't blog, it merely says either I am exhausted, busy, or simply don't have anything to say. It gives me permission not to write lest I bore you with some meaningless drivel -- and you get enough on the TV and radio, never mind from me.

Yesterday Larry and I dug out from the storm, and I actually enjoyed doing some shoveling. Rather than look at it as a chore, I looked at it as getting some fresh air, and working out my upper body.

After that job was done, I headed to the gym to work out my lower body. 5.5 miles on a new elliptical machine, all done in an hour.

In my younger years I was never a fast runner, but I raced every weekend that there was a local 5K or 10K race. I ran 3.2 miles in about 28 minutes (once a 2 mile race in 14..) and could do a 10K (6.2 or so miles) in an hour. But heck, that was when I was 30, and I am now 50 (which is the new 30 I am told, lol) and I am thrilled to be doing what I am doing at my age and with some physical problems to boot. (I am determined to look like Bo Derek, when she came out of the sea in that infamous movie 10, sans beaded hair, this summer. I'll let you know how it progresses).

Anyhow...I took along an old pair of headphones from one of my ancient Walkman to try. I found two had no foam on them, not sure if they were supposed to have foam or if it got destroyed, and the other a SONY set. I opted for the Sony set with foam. Not once did they shift on my ears. Steady as she goes for one hour of sweat and movement. They are a bit tinny sounding, the base is not that great, but at least I am on the right track here.

Thanks for all of you who emailed me or posted to the blog. I am returning the Skull Candy earplugs, and not going to bother with looking for any more earplug sets. Instead I am going to look for a small, lightweight set of good over the ear phones. No more fiddling, no more discomfort.

All my problems should be so easily solved.

Off to finish the chicken soup I have started, and then off to shop and then paint for a few hours this afternoon. It is all good.


Friday, February 22, 2008

People Actually Read my Blog?!

I woke up to a lot of snow coming down, a day off from school, and a bunch of comments made on my blogs.

It is always cool to get comments, especially from people that find me however they arrive to my pages -- in other words, not my friends or relatives that read my blogs - strangers from all over the world.

Two very interesting people who left comments on my writing were musicians, whose work I checked out and found really wonderful.

One is Stefan Andre Waligur whose music and background can be found on his website and blog Songs of Peace Read his 2/4 entry on A Very Modest Proposal (about bringing the troops home for Lent and more--a MUST read). Touche Stephan. Head over to his website too to hear several of his works.

The other was from a young Seattle musician John Brysonwhose writings are thoughtful and poetic. The recent blog "recordings" features his guitar playing with a young singer Kendal Sasso Her music and his guitar are lovely together. I especially like the song Under Your Eyes.

The foot of snow today blanketed the world in silence and everyone stayed home. It was a day to pay bills, clean up old emails, do some surfing, selling, and take a "late afternoon nap" with Larry. We acutally ate breakfast and lunch together, and may even make it to see my latest Netflix movie Farinelli.

Off to fantasy world, and to snuggle in deep within the comfort of our bed.

Then tomorrow will be the big dig out.

Keep those comments a comin', patti

Thursday, February 21, 2008


I was not going to write a blog tonight. It is late and I am tired after a very long, and as always, interesting day.

I HAVE STORIES, but as a friend told me: "when in doubt, leave it out". That keeps me grounded and wise in my decisions of what to tell here. I also don't want to become a tabloid blog for juicy stories, although it is sure tempting, and it is only human nature that makes one want to hear them.

I was ready to go to bed when I got an email from a dear friend titled: "JFK Airport STained Glass Art Falls Victim to "progress"." It had a link to the Associated Press article which did not work, and the fine print in the article forbid it's publication. Google it-- I am sure you will find it.

It is the story of the destruction of the HUGE 317'x 23' stained glass window at JFK, revealed in 1960. I found it sad and pitiful that an amazing work of art was going to be destroyed (save for a few sections that were going to be displayed within the Airport.)

But what piqued my interest was the mention of JFK once being Idlewild Airport.

FLASH BACK EARLY 60's. A little red headed girl is taken to an airport by her father to watch the planes take off and land. It is powerful, it is magic. In a way, it is something more than powerful, but you can't quite put your finger on it. Perhaps you don't want to. It remains one of the few good memories that you have of that little girls childhood.

Wait, was it McArthur airport or was it Idlewild?

It does not matter.

It is a memory of another time, when a little girl felt the rumble of the jets and in her imagination could feel the heat and the blast and dream about what it would be like to be able to leave and never come back.

But that little girl also remembers, "there's no place like home" and she steps back into reality.

Hmm.....interesting day.

Patti O Memories.

Wednesday, February 20, 2008

In Search of......

I think that this piece of paper that I used in my digital collage was an early lithograph of King Edward VII - but I could be wrong. But assuming that it is, I now know how he tuned out his mother, wife, children, and lovers...he had earphones that fit.

I work out on the elliptical for an hour. I listen to my Ipod as I work out, as it helps me get a rhythm, and tune out all the extraneous grunts, tv, bad music, and conversation happening around me. I go into the zone, or try to. But just as I get there, and the music sounds great in my ear, one of the ear pieces falls out, or loosens, and I am back to fiddling with it.

I have used the standard Ipod earphones. They keep falling out so I bought a pair of over-the-ear headphones that I could not test as they got so hopelessly tangled that I got disgusted and stuffed them in a bag. I bought 30.00 Skull Candy headphones that won't stay in my fact, I use the smallest of the earplugs and they are too big for my ears. I have to return them as I hate them even more than the cheapo Ipod ones.

I guess I will have to check out the over-the-ear headphones when I untangle them and figure out how to KEEP them untangled.

I thought about going up to each person listening to music and survey them. But many of them are in THEIR own zone and would probably think I am totally nuts--which I am not- just a little bold and thirsty for the answer here.

I have noticed head phones on some people. I think I have several sets of those to test out too.

If ANYONE has a suggestion, would you PLEASE post to my blog? I have the feeling that I am not the only one with this issue. (Or do I just have tiny ears?)

Patti O

Tuesday, February 19, 2008

Valentine Oysters?

Today's Google ad was Valentine Day Oysters. the universe trying to tell me something?

Then my friend who knows my passion for antique and vintage ephemera sent me this site which depicts a nice collection of condom envelopes from the 30's and 40's.

So I leave you tonight with a brief blog entry and some fun graphics and reading.

Off to bed......

Patti O Safety

Monday, February 18, 2008

Lillies of the Mantle

I have not taken many pictures inside since the holidays, so for tonight I dug out the tripod and took a few photos of my Valentine Stargazer Lilies.

The house still smells heavy with their perfume, overpowering most anything we have managed to cook, even over the cat box when one of them makes an obnoxiously smelly poo. (usually right before someone comes over---ever notice that - cat people?)It makes me want to always have fresh fragrant flowers on my mantel every day. That, and a housecleaner would be LOVELY (I spent too much of my weekend deal with house and bill issues etc.)

Today I had a painting date with Lois, and we painted in my studio nearly the entire day, with a break to take a 2+ mile walk as the temps were in the 50's and the sun broke through the clouds in between showers.

We looked at photographs of the Hudson Valley and of Tuscanny, daydreaming about future trips in the field. In the meantime, we are quite content painting in the warm and cozy heat of the studio!

Off to post my new business card designs to my Catskillpaper blog...see you there perhaps!

Ms. P.

Sunday, February 17, 2008

The Great Soup Bible

Today was perfect for making a big pot of Pistou soup for dinner, and for lunch tomorrow when Lois comes over to paint. I got some good whole grain bread, and fresh parmasean cheese for the soup. From the south of France, it is made with a tomato and pesto base, with fresh veggies such as peas, green beans, carrots, potatos, shallots and more.

It came from "The Ultimate Soup Bible", a must have for you soup lovers. I am making notes directly on the pages, (like my friends did after they made each soup). One needed 1/2 the amount of veggies (it made 2 huge soup pots and I got sick of it after a while!) while this one was just PERFECT.

It was a fast soup, and Larry went back for more twice!

I love the simplicity of a bowl of soup, a piece of fresh homemade whole grain bread, and a glass of red wine.

Europe, here I come. When Lois and I do go to paint in Italy or France, we shall easily be able to eat the most simple of foods, because they are often the best.

One of my favorite memories of Florence as a 19 year old was going out to market to buy fresh cheese, bread, fruit, and a bottle of wine and that made for my meal for the late afternoon. This time I will appreciate it even more, and not be in such a rush to finish the bottle of wine!

Off to read some of my recent magazines. I have made a vow to myself to keep current and be inspired by what is happening in the design and art world around me.

Patti O Cooker

Saturday, February 16, 2008

Night Reading

In my quest for simplicity and keeping the detritus of my life at a minimum, I have had to do a lot of excavating. I have a four day weekend, so I have decided to put some effort into organizing my life.

In doing so, I have reunited several pairs of socks and gloves, missing for a few GULP, years, and today's photo reveals the reading material underneath my 40's nightstand.

The following was unearthed from the pile:

Art Books:
Michelangelo and the Pope's Ceiling
Treasure's From Olana; the art of Frederick Church
A local Art Guide
2007 Woodstock School of Art Workshop Booklet
Doug Ready's Greeting Card Manual

Fiction and Non Fiction:
A Case for Isreal
Inez of my Soul
Handmaid of Desire
Cold Mountain
Roar Softly and Carry a Pink Lipstick (something close to that)
Mrs. Dalloway
Crossword Dictionary
Secrets of the Powder Room

Out of Body Experiences: Leaving the Body
A Path with Heart
Voluntary Simplicity

an LL Bean and Victoria's Secret Catalog
an issue of Mary Englebreit and Martha Stewart
a notebook
a National Geographic issue on Ancient Egypt
an address book
and two bills.

All in one small space.

Off they find their way to their appropriate bookcases (I have separate locations for art and all my other books) and there I will weed a few out.

Out to the studio to do a bit of work, or maybe even paint!

Patti O Cleaner

Thursday, February 14, 2008

Happy V Day to All

I am sitting here, my head reeling with the smell of the Stargazer lilies that Larry sent to me at school that are gracing my mantle, making it look like something out of Southern Living.

The bouquet was 3' long, and I could not circle my arms around it. I had a hard time getting it out of the school, into the car (they took up nearly the entire back seat of my CRV)and then find a vase large enough to these fabulous lilies.

I spent the night without Larry as he had to work. I did not mind as I knew at least I had a Valentine, and even though he was not around for the evening, he would eventually find his way home to me. I was out with a few of my single friends, and we definately spent some time lamenting about how we don't understand men at all.

I agreed with them on many accounts, but they reminded me a few times that I should not complain too much because I HAD a nice man, and they did not. I was humbled and knew they were right.

The Valentine Card I gave to Larry is a quote from Herman Hesse "If I know about love, it is because of you". I know that because of his infinite patience and steadfast love for me I have been able to learn how to love, and for that I am most grateful.

Here is to love in all its forms, whether or not you have a Valentine.........

Patti O Love

Wednesday, February 13, 2008

More Flooding

Had today off due to snow/ice and then heavy rains. I had grand plans for the day, and about all I accomplished was getting the guest room tidied up as it looked like a hurricane hit it.

I have been designing my web sites, and due to the learning curve and my computer, I am having some issues and it is taking a tediously long amount of time. The fact is, I need a new computer.

The other fact is, I need an entire drainage system behind my studio because it got water in it for the second time this week.

Instead of painting or making cards for my orders and sites, I was mopping up water with my half a dozen or so old bath towels, and then spinning the water out of them and drying them for the next round.

I got paid in advance for a shipment of cards, which is saving my ass as my next heating bill is due.

Why couldn't I have been a trust fund baby, or married a wealthy man?

As I was mopping up messes, I thought, this too, will make me stronger.


Patti O Bucket

Monday, February 11, 2008

The Life of an Artist

My days are packed. Today after work a 4+ mile workout. Then home to the studio to work during the last fading light of day which is my favorite time to get into the studio. Cards to design, orders to pack. I wanted to work a bit on my Olana painting, but I ran out of energy.

Inside I work on my WE DO website, more on Catskill Paper, thinking all the while how I am going to make my mark on the internet.

Problems with the paypal shopping cart....and I don't know how to resolve them. Do I have to install a shopping cart. I am sure that both of my websites will undergo MANY changes before it gets to a level that may work for everyone. In the meantime, PAYPAL will have to suffice till I figure out the fixes. Too much to think about.

All the while as I perseverate on my art, I am also sub-perseverating on the weather of the next two days, trying to focus on an early dismissal, and at the very least a delay the following day, or even better, a snow day. All I can think is about working on my art in the middle of a snow or ice storm.

I know, I sound burnt out teaching, but I am not, really. I am just SO INSPIRED that all I want to do is EAT, DRINK, AND BREATHE ART and teaching sometimes gets in my way of that.

But-it's all good.

Back to work. Oh, and this is the underpainting of the Ashokan Reservoir. Close to being finished...maybe, but I will post it as it comes along. The photo does not show the true colors or subtlety, but it gives you the feeling.

Sunday, February 10, 2008

Olana Painting

I had a splendid weekend at the workshop. The hours flew by, and I worked most of the 7 hours of the workshop each day. I am mellow as most of the fourteen hours spent painting I was in the "zone", a meditative state totally where I am relaxied, contemplative, and let the muse flow through me. I cherished all aspects of a weekend of snow, wind, paint, and friends.

The piece de resistance was when Larry came home and walked into the studio where I had hung the paintings to dry. His mouth was in a big "o" and said, "wow, this was an amazing breakthrough weekend.".

Oddly enough, my favorite painting is the one I feared most. Complex in design, and on a LARGE canvas, or at least it was huge to me, it is one that I hope I can complete and still keep its essence. The next challenge is to finish these paintings using a technique that takes five days to dry in between each layer.

I discovered that I like working larger. The painting process is more kinectic, more free, and you can work with large brushes. I had a hard time adjusting to the smaller canvases after that.

Tonight's painting is of Olana, one of my favorite places in the entire world. It is magic, and it rates right up there with Mohonk.


Saturday, February 09, 2008

Art Day

I spent my entire day from 9-4 painting in a wonderful studio at the Woodstock School of Art. under the tuteledge of artistChristie Scheele.

It was fascinating to learn new techniques, and I was intrigued by working on a dark ground, and using a thick wax paste to mix with the paints and make thin glazes.

I took a deep breath and broke out my largest canvas as I am often intimidated by a huge blank canvas. The first thing I did was paint in dark tones very abstractly. As soon as that was dried we worked in the first glaze.

Unfortunately I won't be able to finsih them in the workshop as they need to dry 5 days or more before I can go to the next level. I will start two more and hope that I can finish it on my own without guidance!

I forgot the camera, so I did not get the first step of both of the paintings, however, I will photograph them before I go to the next glaze.

This is the business card that I designed today for my Catskill Paper business. Though the ephemera museum is not up yet, I believe two pages of cards are up and ready for sale!

Till tomorrow! Patti O Painter

Friday, February 08, 2008

Pumping Iron

Well I blew off writing, making art, AND going on the computer last night in lieu of a massage, a therapy session, and then dinner and drinks at the Armadillo. It was half price margerita last night, which was PERFECT and I ordered up a nice filet mignon. I don't eat meat much, but when I do a want a FABULOUS cut and it has to be perfectly seasoned and cooked. This one passed the test with flying colors, and beat out the Depuy Canal House, and at about half the price.

I have been working out for the past month. At the beginning of the year I decided that if I am going to have pain no matter what I do, I might as well be in shape. The upside is that I think as I strengthen my muscles back to when they were before I fell, I am feeling less pain.

I can't run, my plates/screws hurt too much, but I have worked my up to an hour on the elliptical, going about 4+ miles, and burning a good 400+ calories. On days I have extra time, I also work my upper body on the nautilus machines. I do this three times a week. Oddly enough, my pants are just getting tighter, and my butt bigger, and I am suspecting that I am indeed losing some weight, but now I am gaining some muscle mass. But my favorite pair of jeans that I bought in New Orleans the spring before the flood, (the ones, shhhh..that cost 120.00 which I have never paid before OR since on jeans)are just getting a little too tight.

It feels good. I know I will not run races anymore, but I am getting stronger every day, and will be in good shape for hikes.

Off to get ready for my workshop this weekend. There are photos to print, paints to pack, etc. etc. and Larry wnats to take me out for Sushi tonight at Kyoto. We rarely see one another, so I accepted. It's a date.

ciao! patti

Wednesday, February 06, 2008

Grumpy but Pleased

I have spent the past 2 or more hours fixing two computers with problems. My computer stopped recognizing cut/paste/copy in Dreamweaver. After hours of messing with the mouse/keyboard/program, and a long time searching, I found a list of possible solutions. Amazingly, I fixed the problem, and it is working fine. But the fix took a L O N G time to figure out.

Then I had a compatibility issue with my Webroot spy/virus ware and my new Windows VISTA program. The program kept going in a loop and would not let me use my touchpad or do anything to turn it off, get it out of the loop, shut it down etc. I finally opened it up in Safe Mode, and was able to figure out how to solve the issue, which necessitated a download to upgrade the program. Then I had to reconfigure my touchpad which took me a while to figure out.

So there went my working on my website, eating, taking a bath, and doing an assignment. Perhaps the universe will be kind tomorrow and let me have a delay so that I have a few extra hours to work on it before my last class on Friday.

I am signing off as I am tired, we are having some heavy thunderstorms rolling in as the cold front slides past..unusual for this upstate NY weather.

CIAO. patti o technician

Tuesday, February 05, 2008

Rotten Eggs, over due bills and 375 emails

I know I have been working too much and not paying attention to the real world when I do things like forget to pay my Staples bill and get slammed with a 29.00 late fee, or put the bills in my book bag and forget they are there and then wonder why I am getting reminders. I lost a check for a brief day or two before I discovered where I stashed it in a moment of multi-tasking. Then there was the eggs. I am sipping my coffee in a state of much fuzziness this morning when I opened the fridge to figure out why it smelled like rotten brocolli (there is some in there, I know it!) and gaze upon the eggs and suddenly realize that I had bought a dozen fresh free range eggs from one of my co-workers at school and I don't know what I did with them.

I did find them today, tucked away in a bag on the floor buried under newspapers by my desk. Off to the garbage they went, and I was kicking myself the entire time thinking of all the wasted egg salad, omlettes, and deviled eggs.

I am in over my head sometimes and constantly have to carve out time to do remember to scoop the cat litter, clean the house a bit and take care of the endless paperwork. I have to get organized and sit a half hour a day and work more on the taxes too. I am sure I will be getting SOMETHING back out of the 1,000s that have been withheld.

I am also in over my head with emails. All 375 of them that I have kept for one reason or another. A video to watch, an art site to visit, a letter to respond to.

So tonight, instead of cleaning the bathtub (yuck) or making the bed in the guest room, I am going through some of my emails and enjoying the music or the art.

Here are a few for tonight. Innocence Mission's Lakes of Canada is accompanied by a video of a couple carving pumpkins. Or check out collage artist George Jesakkal's website.

Periodically I get a bunch of really cool ones together and take a day in class to look at winning commercials, u tube videos, sites etc., but now the school has so many filters on our computers that I can't show much of what I have. Heaven forbid that somewhere on the website is the word nude mentioned, as that is the B A D word in school. CENSORED.(don't get me started on my rant about America using everything to sell sex but God forbid nudity!)

For a surreal trip, go to Kunstbar and view the video. It might take a few moments to load, but it is worth it.

Off to try some more Allende. xxpatti o space

Monday, February 04, 2008

Color My World

First of all, thank you Judy and Megan for the thoughts behind tonight's blog. My friend Judy in Alaska,(the amazing author of Cabin Fever in Alaska )commented that she loved the photo of my kitchen. I was honored, but did not think too much of it, just another piece of data in my whirlwind sort of life. Ah but now I see...

A few hours later Megan wrote me from Tennessee: "I have been looking at the pics from Xmas and the ones you put on your blog, and the colors you painted the kitchen and hallways make your house seem so much cozier. It makes it look like such a warm, friendly place. Makes me miss it more. Hmph. Miss you, Love Meg."

Such emails bring me joy. My house and my art are direct reflections of my struggles, and I have striven to make my home a place of safety, quietude and love. It is the subconsious that chooses the palette, the pictures, the stories --the past, the journey, and joy of now that makes it what it is.

So here I give you a photo of a place of comfort, above my stove. Though the sign reads "slave headquarters", it is with humor that I celebrate the joy of collage cooking, my favorite kind. To the tune of Judy Collins:
I always cook with honey
To sweeten up the night
We always cook with honey
Tell me, how's your appetite
For some sweet love


Sunday, February 03, 2008


Don't take my silence as anything else but a busy life. I have kept my life full this past weekend, catching up on shopping and chores that needed to be done, as next weekend I will be taking a two day oil painting/pastel workshop with Christie Scheele at the Woodstock Artist Association. A landscape artist, she evokes such mystique in her work; beauty with a dark edge. I am looking forward to this entire hedinous weekend of art, though I always get a little fearful and full of self-doubt right before I do such things.

I had to go out and buy a few supplies for the show. The few supplies cost me over 100.00. A half dozen tubes of paint, a palette, gesso. I have prep work to do, which includes 3 coats of gesson on my canvases/boards, and more supplies that I have to purchase. When I do these workshops, I am determined to make at least a piece or two that I can sell to cover the cost. It is the only way I can cover the cost of the workshops and materials. However, some things that you walk away with from a weekend of pure art are priceless.

I hired my friend Phil for several hours to save this computer. It only has less than a 20 gig harddrive, (all my art and music files are on another drive), and AOL has totally JAMMED up my C drive. Let that be a lesson to you folks. AOL puts on files and programs etc. which eat vast amounts of one's hard drive, especially when yours is not too large.

So, for you non web designers, WYSISYG stands for "what you see is what you get" which refers to the web designer being able to see what he/she is doing instantaneously. It is more complicated than that, but you get the idea....In the old days you would have to hand code the website with html, but now there are programs that put the code in there, and you can see what you are doing as you do it. BUT, as I have found out, it REALLY HELPS TO KNOW HTML. There is a course in the spring on html, guess I am going to take it.

Oh, and I am indeed a WYSIWYG kind of gal. As an old Victorian card says (and it hangs above my work table) "by the grace of God, I am what I am." (said with a Scarlet O'Hara accent).

Off to try and fix some coding problems...sigh, patti o writer (in the tune of paperback writer....Beatles for you young uns.)

"It's a thousand pages, give or take a few
I'll be writing more in a week or two
I can make it longer if you like the style
I can change it round and I want to be a paperback writer"

Friday, February 01, 2008

The Ice Storm

I had a most gleeful day. The schools were closed due to the ice storm, and I stayed in all day and
I washed and dried ALL the bedding
I made homemade chicken soup
I made shrimp salad
I cleaned my bedroom a bit which is always a struggle
I worked on building a web site for one of my new domains
I made a sketch of the website for another domain
I paid bills
I photograhed and processed in photoshop
I listened to music for hours turned way UP
I started designing new cards
I called friends
And now, I am going to make the bed with all of the clean warm bedding, and watch either Lady in the Water or another episode of Rome. Either one, it is all good.

Thank you universe for the gift of a day alone to muse and create and rejoice in the gift of an "ice day".

patti o ice
PS artwork is my glass ball in my garden which is covered in ice, and has been altered in photoshop. Titled Blue Ball. I love reminds me of the ice blue candies my grandmother had in a crystal dish. It also reminds me of the blue lights of my other grandmother's christmas tree. That blue with silver was mesmerizing. It is also the cool blue of the ice in late afternoon on the Hudson River.