A happy birthday girl
I am a work in progress. Every step of the way I learn new things, find new ideas, read new books, and see new places. These are my stories and my reflections; these are my life's lessons...
Wednesday, 19 November 2014
Art Swarm Fun
A happy birthday girl
Sunday, 16 November 2014
Where have I been?
This blog has mostly been ignored by me these last couple of years. Life events have kept me away from writing and oddly enough, tn purchase of my iPad. I've found it really hard to post via the iPad. I've tried different ways to post from my iPad and haven't had much luck.
So, here I am, again, I still haven't found a good way to post from my iPad, so not sure if it will work, but I will try!
I've just had a wonderful time away, a renewal of sorts.
Sights and sounds of the first day or so of my holidays
Early morning sun on my head,
Golden maple leaves crunch under my feet.
The smell of the forest hangs in the air.
A crisp cool wind nips at my cheeks.
Light flickers on in the Bee Hive,
The heating fan whirs.
Crisp sheets of Canson Mi-tientes feel rich in my hands.
Laughter and chatter as plans are made.
My heart warms as I meet these new friends.
The start of a wonderful week.
Friday, 4 July 2014
Art Exploration Pencil Crayons: Part III
Caran D'ache Supracolors and Derwent Inktense are both water soluble. Inktense pigment becomes ink and permanent when water is added. Caran D'ache Supracolors turn into a watercolour. They can be reactivated with water at any time.
(all were completed in the same size, on the same type of paper Strathmore 500)
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| Caran d'ache Supracolor |
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| Prismacolor |
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| Derwent Inktense |
Thursday, 3 July 2014
Art Exploration Pencil Crayons Part II
Tomorrow I may need to try this again, with my Caran D'ache watercolor pencil crayons to see what results they may bring.
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| Prismacolor |
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| Derwent Inktense |
Wednesday, 2 July 2014
Art Exploration Pencil Crayons Part I
Tuesday, 15 October 2013
Glazier Codex: 2 new books!
Sunday, 3 March 2013
Why?

This afternoon, as I was driving to a friend's for a visit, I saw a young man with a heavy backpack and his arms full of what looked to be books. Snowy rain was falling and he was obviously struggling. I looped around the block and pulled up half a block ahead of him.
I got out of the car, and looked up the block to him, said hi, opened my trunk and pulled out a cloth grocery bag. When I turned toward him he was closer and I smiled and began to say "Can I help you."
He spoke over me and said "I don't want a ride." I said, "Oh, I was thinking I could help you. It looks like you're having trouble and I thought you'd like another bag."
I held it open and he began putting his books inside. I noticed that the reason he'd been holding the bag close to his chest was because it was not only full, it also had a broken handle. As we filled the bag, I asked if I could give him another for the rest of his books, so he could manage better, since the handle was broken. He said no, he would be getting another soon, and this was enough.
All through our exchange he kept on saying "Why?" More than once I simply said it looked like he needed something to carry his books in and I'd wanted to help.
So, what's the big deal?
Well, this young man was also a man with a disability, obvious to anyone who looked at him.
As I drove away, watching him continue on his way, I was struck with an overwhelming sadness. I realized a simple and painful truth. His question of "Why?" had brought that painful truth.
In my own privileged world, of health and what people refer to as 'normal,' an offer of help is welcomed with thankfulness. It's not that I expect it, or assume I deserve it, it's just that it is a part of my life experiences. This young man I'd met, however, did not have this happen as a regular occurrence and as I drove down the street I realized that for him this simple act had been so out of the ordinary that he'd had to ask, why.



















