grace part 2

my second attempt at a grace mandala ..... with the star theme .... i love the imagery ... but ernest hemingway speaking of grace under pressure seems a bit ironic ....

happy last day of november.

have you started thinking about new year's resolutions?  or are you thinking about the december holidays?

the friday after thanksgiving ...

what do you do on black friday? the day after thanksgiving?
i eat leftovers.
i eat pie.
i make more pie sometimes.
i play games.
i stay in my jammies as long as possible.
i read.
i hang out.
i enjoy my family.
i ignore the football game on tv.
i don't shop.

and today, i'll brag.
last friday, i went to pottery and had 11 pieces finished. i had spent the friday before that in a glazing frenzy .... it was such a frenzy that as i ran out of steam, my pal carolyn (yay, carolyn!) helped me finish up.... glazing is not my favorite part ... and i think it is because it is not social.... during my pottery classes, we all sit at these large lovely tables chatting and creating .... and doing the "making" part with the wet clay ... the glazing is on the other side of the room and there's no big chat event going on over there ... just you and all those glazes to stir and mix and pour and drizzle and wipe and clean up ... alone..... so the extrovert in me doesn't like glazing.... i go to class for the extrovert part.... this is a new revelation to me ... i'm going to need to take a poll of the class ... i believer extrovert/introvert will line up with like/dislike the glazing process ....

but i digress ...
back to my brag....
i had 11 christmas gifts come out of the kiln. they are all under my fuchsia fleece in the picture ... 3 large rectangle platters ... 8 small round ones .... and the rest is just my stuff to make more ... i'm always making more....when my friends and family get tired of pottery, i'll need to take up a new hobby ... but it won't be shopping!

here's wishing you a black friday of no shopping .... enjoy your day doing something fabulous!

happy thanksgiving

i love that thanksgiving falls right in the middle of pie week ... so perfect ... a day of multiple pies in the middle of much pieness ....

my specialty (that this week has become little.e.beck.artist's specialty) is pumpkin pie ....but all thanksgiving visitors have asked what to bring ... and all i ask for is pie .... i'm expecting four pies today .... and we'll have three of our own .... making the people to pie ratio better than 2 to 1 ... surrounded by family and pies ... the perfect holiday... happiness and pie to you and yours! 

****late edit... as i write this a few days before thanksgiving.... we already at two of the pies ... so only one from us to add to todays mix ... so five pies for 13 people .... a little more than 3 to 1 pie ratio... not bad ... 

happy thanksgiving.

grace

my mandala word was grace.

an important word.

not an easy one to convey in art.

the suggestion was to use stars.

and i did.

and before any color was added i saw circus.

not grace.

just circus.

nothing wrong with a circus drawing....

unless you want a grace drawing.

darn.

no grace.

but, in thinking of grace, i recalled a starfish parable.

and i turned my stars to starfish.

and it is subtle like a circus but says grace now.

i don't know who the parable is attributed to ..... (though not jesus, in my mind the primary parable teller) .... and i just wrote it from memory .... i feel like it is paul coehlo ... but it might be isaac asimov or mark twain or maybe a bunch of writers claim it! 

in case it is too tiny in the photo, 

here is what i wrote:

a man was walking along a beach filled with washed up starfish ….

he came across a boy, tossing starfish back into the ocean…

child, what are you doing?  he asked….

i am saving the starfish.

saving them? there are too many… you can’t make a difference….why does it matter?

the boy picked up a starfish and tossed it into the ocean … it matters to that one … and this one … and this one ….

don’t miss your opportunity to toss a star.  it matters.

community ...

my mandala prompt was community .... i have a number of communities ... overlapping circles of friends ... church friends, school friends, art friends, pottery friends, tennis friends, book club friends, neighborhood friends, suthers center friends, college friends, family friends .... many people are in more than one of those circles ... there are also friends who know the garage door code ... friends with their own key to my house .... i didn't have a notion of how to draw community, my community, when i saw the word at the top of the email ... but in the body of the email, the candle was given as an image ... i like that ... being each others' light .... and then i felt like i found the perfect quote to go with it... nice how that happens ...
as we lead up to thanksgiving, i must tell you all that i am thankful for my community  ....

intuition

my month of mandalas course suits me. i like having an assignment each day. i sometimes find the assignment too hard and skip it and do my own thing ... my plan is to go back to the hard words .... the day i did this mandala, the word was intuition ..... at the time i was doing it, i really knew that i was doing intuition well ... and right .... but now, a week or so later, i have trouble knowing that i felt that. did i really? it looks pretty to me. and i know i had certain ideas and notions and feelings while i created it .... but i can't really wrap my brain around that when i look at it. i love how it looks in fact... but is that because i felt successful as i made it? quite the conundrum .... like my intuition left!
i guess all art is like this ... you feel a certain way while you make it ... and maybe even want to capture that ( i can imagine this with mandalas, painting, music, writing) ... but when you are done, did you capture it? will other people who see it, know it too?

ok. my next blog post i will be less mysterious and rhetorical. less intuitive. more matter o' fact!

poem, poet, poetry, poetic

i've been having a poetry year. i've read a lot of billy collins .... i've read an anthology of poetry .... i've been marching my way through the collected works of ee cummings. wow. i need a teacher to sit next to me while i read it. lots of it is just too ambiguous or abstract or unknowable ... i read a poem i thought i got ... i asked girl.beck.artist to read it. we totally read it differently. who was right? no telling. hopefully it was meant to be ambiguous and we both had a correct notion ... do you have a favorite poet? ....

helen keller and joy

how was helen keller so smart? so intuitive? so new age earth goddess knowing? it just seems so unlikely. she was the first deafblind person to get a college degree. extraordinary. and even as a deafblind person who could not see and depended on touch for everything, she could state something so concise as this? was her heart more able because other senses were diminished to the point of not existing? blind people have a greater sense of hearing.. does someone deafblind has enhanced heart? i'm guessing probably.

change

changes

change your clothes

change your mind

change your point of view

change your plans

change of heart

some people think change is good.

some people despise change.... work against it ... fight it tooth and nail.... 

but

change in the weather

change just happens whether you want it to or not .... 

i like change

mixing it up

the surprise

different

you? 

anatomy of a painting .....or ombre disfunction

begin a painting by having a feeling .... a notion ... a color sense .... ah ... i feel blue .... gather all the blueness from around the studio ...  

 once all blueness is gathered, realize just how horrible you are to your paint brushes ... get side tracked .... soak them all in alcohol .... while they soak, work on tidying up the studio ....

 while tidying up, take a better picture of your best blues ... marvel at just how many blues there are .. marvel at the different brands of paints .... miss your old favorite store pearl art supply. i tried to write that sentence just by saying miss pearl .... but as a standalone: miss pearl .... it comes off as a ma'am not a sentiment of nostalgia .....pearl is the next to far right paint brand .... the shop is long gone .... living on in a few near empty acrylics ....

 decide that to do blue you need to get organized.
paint dozens of dictionary pages blue. paint them in such a manner that the ombre blue look stretches far and away around your studio, table, floor, counter ....

 let the blue ombre dictionary page dry for days .... or weeks .... walk in and admire all those blue pages .... yay for blue.... hesitate to stack them or use them because they look so beautiful as is. dream about paper art installations .....ombre dictionary paper a whole gallery one day ....

 keep dreaming in blue.....

decide that you love ombre so much that you need to ombre a canvas. paint on the far side of the studio where you aren't supposed to paint so that you don't have to pick up the ombre'd papers of dictionary beautifulness

 admire that blue. come up with a plan. woefully pick up the papers so that you can plan a reverse ombre flower collage ......

 realize that you have enough blue papers to go through years and years of a blue period. good enough for picasso, good enough for e.beck.artist.

there's just nothing blue about blue.

pear pair, why are you so blue?

this is a 24 x 36 foot painting .... undocumented this year ... but released into the world .... i think of it as a painting of a very happy couple ... the pear pair that leans in to chat ...to whisper ... to comfort .... i hope it is in a dining room watching over family dinners .....

mandala prompt: question

sometimes there are more questions than answers.

sometimes there are questions and you are just supposed to think about them.

you don't have to find the answer.