Saturday, June 29, 2013

Painting in the Rain

After spending the first part of the day cleaning and purging the hall closet, I took my granddaughter over to Rhinebeck to check out the Hudson Valley Pottery and Ceramic Studio, where my friend works. Alanna LOVED being there so I will enroll her in a few classes while she is here.  They have kid classes and a summer camp, and definitely a cool place for any age to play in the clay.

While she was there, I headed to Wilderstein to paint.  It was late, and I had about an hour to work before they closed.  When I arrived it was beautiful; the sky a mix of cerulean blue and clouds.

The last resident to live there was Margaret Suckley, the confidante and probably lover of FDR. She died at 100 in 1991 while still a resident of the house.  I have not gone inside yet, but the grounds have trails for hiking, and the house has a beautiful view of the Hudson. It's free to roam the grounds. I set up camp on a bench and painted. It wasn't long before the cicadas arrived to check out what I was doing, my first look at them close up.



While working on my second painting, the clouds started rolling in, and surprise... so did a warm steady summer shower..on me and my second sketch..which I think benefitted from the raindrops! Thankfully the porch was 20 or so feet away, so I threw everything in my bag and I made a run for it. It was four...the time that the grounds close, so once the rain let up, I made a bee line for the car.



I will be back..to explore the inside of the house and to absorb more of the history of its residents. And, I am sure I will be back to paint more.

The next adventure...The Butterfly Conservatory in Oneonta, NY!

Tuesday, June 25, 2013

Book of the Week

I was perusing Facebook, when I saw a Facebook Page that was "suggested" to me.  I rarely pay attention to such things, though once in a while I click on one, and even rarer, purchase something because of them.

But before I get into that story, I must preface it with the story of the previous purchase, which was  multiple copies of the CD Amchitka, a concert that "launched Greenpeace" with Joni Mitchell, James Taylor, and Phil Ochs.  I have posted about Joni Mitchell in my past posts, so the bots put an ad that featured her music on my Fb page. Once I saw Joni's name, it was in my shopping cart in no time flat.  I bought enough to give a few loved ones a copy too.  And, I loved it.

SO back to the story about the FB page that was suggested..it was called "Living The Artist's Life". I clicked on the page, "liked it" and started reading.  A few days later I researched the book and made the huge leap on Amazon to buy it.

 It was a very well spent 15.00.  Interesting, informative, soulful book that is giving me a focus on what I need to do to present myself to the world of art in the most positive and strong way.  Practical advice as well as interesting narrative on the author's own journey as an artist.

I am only half way through it, but for anyone starting out in the challenging yet fulfilling life as an artist,  it is a good primer for the nuts and bolts of marketing that an artist MUST be involved with, even if you end up getting a rep.

I will write more on this later as I have run out of hours in the day, and need to sleep so I can do it all over again.  I am taking it all in, and then going to make a master plan. Yeah.




Sunday, June 23, 2013

What lies ahead

As of Friday afternoon, 2 pm, I officially walked out the doors of the school that I had taught in for the past 21 years.  I worked really hard to get my art certification, and I worked hard for the 21 years that I taught art to youth at risk, those who had autism, those who were emotionally challenged, and any combination thereof.

During those 21 years I split up with my fiance, moved out of my house, met another man,  moved back into the house, got married, barely survived adolescence with my two children, sent a daughter to war, welcomed two grandchildren into the world, have watched my daughter suffer with cancer and other illnesses, had to put my mom in the nursing home.

I listened to, hugged, educated, mentored and loved thousands of children. I saw four shifts in education which meant I had to reinvent the wheel four times, and witnessed education go from being an honored profession, to one disrespected and blamed for the woes of the world. The child became the one who was always right, while we became greedy, overpaid, incompetent professionals.

I never stopped making art and in the past 20 years I went from closet artist to showing regularly.

I went from earning little money working three jobs, to working one job for a lot of money, and now   back to probably working many jobs to make ends meet.

But now I am doing only what I love. My jobs will be joyful ones, and I hope to be as much as my own boss as possible.  I will be doing the hustle, but as long as I love what I am doing, then it's all good.

So follow me on this journey of reinvention. Of meditation. Of the magic of life and possibility.
A journey of personal and spiritual growth. Of getting my physical strength and mobility back. Yeah, Patti's getting her groove back.