"Post 3 Pieces of Art a Day" Challenge - Day 2

So again, I've been nominated by Caryn Smith to take part in the "Post 3 pieces of art a day" for 5 days. For me, this was a much bigger challenge than she knew. I'm just not compfortable blasting photos of my work in the internet.... for lots of reasons.

So I held my nose, and jumped into the waters... and here we are, day 2!

Since my moniker is Textile Recycler,

here are few 'recycled' pieces of clothing that I have dyed and painted.

So there you go. I did it! It's day 2 and I'm still alive.

To keep it moving, I also have to nominate a new artist each day.

So watch out artists out there. 

I might be nominating you!

"Post 3 Pieces of Art a Day" Challenge - Day 1

I've been nominated by Caryn Smith to take part in the "Post 3 pieces of art a day" for 5 days. Yipes! I haven't really produced anything in quite a while and I'm a bit shy to post what I make anyway. What should I do? Accept, not accept, just freak out.....oh my... the pressure is killing me.

Then again, maybe this nomination is a good thing. Maybe it will force me out of my comfort zone... or maybe it will cause me to retreat more. Only time will tell. That artist insecurity creeps up and those voices start whispering in my ear telling me to run... and fast. But I'm going to ignore them for a change. I know, it's a shock to me too!

Since my moniker is Textile Recycler,

here are few pieces of recycled fabric that I have dyed. 

What my yard can look like on any hot summer dye day.

So there you go. I did it! I took the plunge!

To keep it moving, I also have to nominate a new artist each day.

So watch out artists out there. 

I might be nominating you!

Making Lemonade out of Lemons

So for all of my positivity going into the new year, it sure started crazy. And not so positive.

Within the first 24 hours of the new year, my car is dead. I guess it's been quite a while since I drove it.

The same day, I missed a step in the house and went down to the ground. Hard. Ouch. My foot and ankle were twisted underneath me and oh oh... I went into shock. All I could do was wonder with morbid absurdity which I was going to do first, pass out or throw up. Both were rushing upon me quickly. Meanwhile the foot/ankle area was swelling fast. At least I had the where-with-all to pull myself up on a step, get off my foot, then roll into a ball to try to protect myself from what could have gotten much worse, like fall head first down another staircase.

So, to make a boring story a lot better, I've used my time in bed wisely. Yes, in bed. I've had my foot elevated and been pouring lavender oil on my back, side and hip to minimize the bruises. I can't really put much weight on the foot yet, so I'm doing 'bed' activities.. no not that kind!

I started a little creative project at the end of December. It was thanks to a FB artist friend. She was well aware of my creative insecurity and how my life issues have gotten in the way of doing anything creative. To bring it all home, I made a little video of the project:

This post is dedicated to you Mariette Hebert