Complicated relationship can make explanations boring. My family and I seem to be in a season of trials and loss. A couple of weeks ago, we experienced the pain of a love one dying, which is never easy but living 750 miles made it impossible for me to visit him during his short but intense illness.
There will not be a traditional funeral service either. So, I wrote the following poem to express my grief.
Praying sorrow doesn’t dark your door any time soon,
Happy Belated Mother’s Day to all the mothers out there. This year I created a very personal canvas for my mother. We almost lost her last year and rest of the family pictured here have passed. She’s literally the last man standing.
From a growing artist perceptive: This is the first time I have ever used this much ephemera. I used a copper metallic paint. It turned out a lot darker than I wanted.
Every few years I renew my interest in our family genealogy, I find it amazing the amount of hard work others put into it. This time I hit the jackpot and a family line previously undiscovered took me back to 160 AD. I am still skeptical but it is fascinating to think that my family tree includes Kings, castles and nobility of several nations.
If this new info is correct, I am related to an infamous person who was beheaded and Shakespeare wrote a disparaging character based on him. Yoohoo!?
But really how does this affect my life? It doesn’t change or disparage my blue collar roots. It won’t change the facts of my grandmother life (a descendant of this line as well) or my life.
During World War II, my grandmother went in to a diner. She didn’t have very much money. Ordering a cup of hot water, she added ketchup to the water enjoying her tomato soup. They charged ten cents for the water. Every time I recall this story it makes me sad.
Whose in your family history? I love to collect stories especially the stories of family. What do those stories say about you?
My story about my grandmother makes me grateful that I have never been hungry enough to call ketchup and water tomato soup. Maybe the beheaded ancestor explains my dislike of politics? Who knows? Maybe it’s all me! LOL
Week 12’s Mixed Media Altered Playing Card Challenge presented by Maremi’s Creative Cafe on Facebook was L – Lace. Oh no! What I am going to do do? Do I even have any lace in the house?
Looking around my house, I spied a small amount hanging from the collar of a dress, my latest thrift store find. The lace in places had become detached and I planned on removing it. Yeah, I could recycle.
Now for a theme, I’m not a lacy kind of “girl” anymore. I saw all kinds of neat wedding dress themed cards on our group. Some had lace stamps creating neat backgrounds. What to do???
When I scoured my house for lace, I found an envelope with old photos from my mother-in-law. I have been wanting to create a piece with old photos. So, I sat at my desk and ran with it. No old photos were harmed in the creation. I used a copy 😉
This piece ended up feeling very special as my mother-in-law is in failing health and she loved it.
A couple of weeks ago, I was sitting watching the premier of ABC’s Time after Time. I was very much enjoying the show. It has a lot of potential.
But . . . I was itching to play with my art supplies. It had been a busy week and weekend and I hadn’t had a chance to play. So, I grabbed a notebook I had laying around and began to doodling ideas for the Maremi’s Week 9 Challenge of Altered Playing Cards (#52CafeCards) (Here is the card inspired by this doodle). It was fun to see elements appear that I associate with time travel, Orson Wells, etc. . .
When I shared a photo of my doodle on Maremi’s Facebook Page, I received very encouraging feed back. They recommended that I color the doodle and call it art. Thank you again to the wonderful community at Maremi’s Creative Cafe. Here is a photo of the colored doodle using Derwent Inktense pencils.
Since my mom’s ruptured brain aneurysm, we have been slowly helping her clean out the basement. It has been a catch all for all the treasures from my grandparent’s passing and my mom’s only sister.
My daughter and I are writers and aspiring authors. While I earn a small amount from my writing, I am not where I want to be. I have self published two “books.” One is a children’s book, “The Case of the Missing Mother”. It’s a gentle tale about a little girl who gets lost but from her perspective her mother is the one lost. The second one, “Sideways” is a fanfic based on the Wayward Pines book series by Blake Crouch.
I also loved doing mixed media art. In my online group, several artworks used typewritten quotes. I really loved the look and wanted to try it. I found a local craft store that had new typewriters for $200. Ouch!
My parents had purchased an electric typewriter for my sister and I while we were in high school (now, I am telling my age, oops!) I knew they would never get rid of it. So, I asked them about it. Not sure where it is but dad found mom’s. I was cautiously optimist. All it needed was a ribbon. Score!
Now all I need are stronger fingers. It takes quite a bit to operate it. My next post should include a #52CafeCards card that I created using typing as an element on it.
What is your favorite family hand-me down? Please reply in the comments.
I know that life happens to all of us. I seem to be particularly unable to balance life. People have always been my focus in life, usually this has been family. For the last twenty one years, my primary focus has been on my three children. I have experienced being the sandwich generation for the last six years.
However, this last year has been elevated to new levels of difficulties. I am planning on a series of post to share these life events. Highlights – engagement, graduation, vacations, aneurysms, ICU, Rehab, MRSA & infections, recovery, wedding, separations, and the big one Divorce.
I have joined a creative community on Facebook Mariemi Cafe and working on their #52CafeCards Challenge. Hoping to sharing my creative playing card created for the challenge, a letter a week with a theme. We are six weeks in for this years, I will probably keep this blog a week or two behind so I can make sure that I have the card ready.
I have been obsessed. Yes, obsessed with dresses. This is unusual for me. I can’t even tell you the last time I wore a dress. Oops, I can. It was two years ago for my oldest son’s graduation. It was a lovely print but it didn’t photo well. Unfortunately, I didn’t learn that until after the ceremony.
What do I have to do with the ceremony, one might ask? As homeschooling parents, we are required to be on stage to present the diploma to our graduating senior. We will be presenting our daughter’s later this month. We are so proud of her. So, I need a great dress (dress #1).
My oldest son got engaged last month. So, I will need two great dresses this summer; one for the bridal shower (dress #2), and one for the wedding (dress #3). Again, we are so proud of our son and his fiancee. (side bar – a little nervous at becoming a mother-in-law).
Now, back to my obsession, I am struggling with body image issues once again. Ten years ago, I lost sixty pounds in a couple of years. I maintained that weight loss for five years. I have slowly gained forty pounds over the last five years for so many reasons.
As I have gained the weight back, I have slowly noticed my wardrobe become monotonous, mostly jeans and t-shirts again. We are also going on vacation next month to where we lived five years ago. Pressure, right, I know.
I love to yard sale. It wasn’t something that came naturally to me. My mother really didn’t approve for many years. My husband’s family had done some when he was young. If memory serves, it was more auctions.
My husband and I move away from family after we had been married nine months. Trying to find inexpensive fun things to do together after we bought our first place, we needed to decorate on very tight budget. I asked him to teach me how to yard sale and auction etiquette.
I am sure that there have been times though out our marriage that he has regretted teaching me.( I have definitely surpassed my teacher.) However, this past weekend, we went spent a day together yard sale-ing. It was a great day.
I found quite a bit of art supplies at a much reduced price. YEAH!!!! I have wanted to try my hand at beaded bracelets. (I tried one years ago. It turned out okay. I wanted one of those kit thingies, but not enough to put my money where my mouth was.) I found one of the Klutz Knitted Beaded Bracelet kits at a yard sale for fifty cents. It was time to try it. It looked like maybe someone had opened it up and looked at it then put it back.
There is a learning curve and my background of crochet and knitting definitely help me jump to the head of the class. The pictured purple beaded bracelet is my first attempt. I found the knitting relaxing. The stringing of beads was a little tedious but I love the comfort and look. There will be more.
Join me next week when I share a picture tutorial on a Pinterest – Success project with things bought this past weekend.
Open your nearest book to page 82. Take the third full sentence on the page, and work it into a post somehow.
The nearest book to me at the time I read the prompt was my High School daughter’s pleasure read, “The Naturals” by Jennifer Lynn Barnes. A book she has been trying to talk me into reading.
However, the real story behind this post is my daughter and the words “You’re driving.” She is one of those teens that loves to be driven around. She has no desire to drive. She has even so far confessed that she wants to move to a big city like New York or Chicago so she doesn’t have to drive and she can take the bus.
The irony is she just got her driver’s license Monday. And today, I told her, “You’re driving.” Now, her book is mocking me. Maybe I should read the book.
Aspiring novelist. Avid reader of fiction. Reviewer of books. By day, my undercover identity is that of meek, mild-mannered legal assistant, Kate Loveton, working in the confines of a stuffy corporate law office; by night, however, I'm a super hero: Kate Loveton, Aspiring Novelist and Spinner of Tales. My favorite words are 'Once upon a time... ' Won't you join me on my journey as I attempt to turn a hobby into something more?