This is a girl I did back in 2012 however I never painted her. I have went back this year and painted some of the pages in my journals that were somewhat unfinished. People will ask me why were they unfinished “idk” what I do notice is my style is about the same color wise etc. My Only One Word for this year is VOICE.
Good day, So glad you showed up here. I am thankful for you. Remember you are loved and special. Today as I am sitting here drinking my coffee (Starbucks) yes I am partial to that coffee. I will drink any kind but if I have a choice it will be Starbucks or Black Rifle. So back to while I am sitting here I am going over The Artist Way by Julia Cameron. I have read many times in my life. There are times when you re-read a book you will find yourself with new thoughts and ideas and experiences, that really make you reflect or feel something meaningful. It is a good one. I am trying to make this blog happen again for me as I am not really much on posting on social media anymore. I do love posting to this blog. It goes back a long way I don’t remember the exact time but I had started one in 2005 but I deleted it. I slept in this morning so sorry for the delay. I have continued with these leg cramps so severe they wake me up and I run magnesium spray all over my legs. Then they will relax for a bit.
Last night I had this bizarre dream that I was working in a ceramic factory. My first assignment was to paint this giant frog/man that was as huge as a man. I had come to tell the boss that she needed to see that it had a crack in it. She shows up with a can of spray and says all fixed now. In the dream I remember smelling a toxic smell and she had on no mask. I ran over to the door and got in a room until the smell was gone. I was staying with a friend which was one of my daughter’s friends from college. I finished the painting of the ceramic and as I was rolling it up to the storage area of finished pieces everyone was clapping. Then I woke up. So at least I know I got some good rest and a great dream. I used to paint ceramics in my younger days even poured the molds and had all the equipment. When I was around 24 a lady who had owned a ceramic studio passed away (I didn’t personally know her.)
Her daughter called me and I told her to have a yard sale. She said she couldn’t do it as she had COPD. I told her me and Bruce would help her. She made enough money to buy her husband a boat a real boat. What was left in the ceramic shop we bought the pouring table and the pump. She gave us the trailer it was in a 1960 40 foot single wide. I was able to have my own shop. I poured and cleaned my ceramics in there up till Cody was born when I was 30. I would sell these pieces at craft shows and art shows every weekend. I had done this since before I had moved to NC in 1992. At that time I was also working at the hospital. Which was pretty good too as folks would ask me to paint things for them. As Cody calls them knicky knacks. Haha more tomorrow……… sending love and hugs and good vibes. 😎 peace ☮️
Dawn Gallop
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