Today Remember Then

I will be back the first week of May.

Reduction

Reduction I-III
10 x 14 each
acrylic collage
on paper

Amphora

Amphora I - III
10 x 14 each
acrylic collage
on paper

L'Amour

L'Amour
10x 14 each
acrylic collage
on paper

Lucille

Lucille was a dimestore girl.
She wore plastic baubles and pearls.
Somehow it just fit her personality.
My mother once told me that there were two types of women.
There were dimestore girls and
well, there were not dimestore girls.
This fascinated me ; thus my aspiration began.
I wanted to be just like Lucille.
I guess the sleek, colorful substance of plastic must run through my veins.
My diet is lacking in nutritious gems so
I sustain myself with faux and imitation.
"Rhinestones before noon", I always say.
I believe Lucille said that as well.
For I too am a dimestore girl.Isn't imitation the greatest form of flattery?

Chairs

Chairs I and II
10 x 14
acrylic collage
on paper

East Coast

East Coast I and II

10 x 14 each

acrylic collage

on paper

More New Jewelry

New Jewelry

Three new pieces that I made. The one necklace with the teapot was designed for a dear friend. She hosts a Bible study every other Monday in her dining room that she calls the tea room. It's just perfect. I can't wait to give it to her tonight.

Dog Sense

Recipe II and III
10 x 14 each
acrylic collage
on paper

Dog Sense
Don't feel bad for me chained to this post in the ground.
I am surveying the world around around me
while a gentle breeze blows through my hair.
Oh, the many scents I smell!
This is my yard,
even though
there are no fences to determine exactly
how much is mine
or
how much is yours.
I see no boundaries.
I am free
as long of the length of my chain.

Ebb and Flow

Ebb and flow
arouse a dangerous undertow.
Venturing out too far
she seeks solace
like an elastic waistband
after a heavy meal.
Her plate is full, yet she goes back for more.
And there you see her gazing out to sea propped up by the cushion in her mind.

Jump or Dive

As a child I was very indecisive. I was wishy washy as wishy washy could be. Making decisions, confronting people, and speaking up were not the things I warmly embraced. A good example would have been the time I decided to jump off the high diving board at the country club swimming pool. I must have been around 11 years old. I remember the fear I felt not being able to climb back down the ladder. I can still see the long line of eager kids awaiting their turn with their beady, little eyes taunting me. I was so nervous, I couldn't decide whether to jump or dive. An indecision that belly flopped me at great speed into the hardest of water. There I was desperately choking for air in the arms of a burly woman lifeguard. I avoided the high dive the rest of that summer. Most particularly the side of the pool where she perched high above in her lifeguard throne in all her burliness. I bet she bragged about saving my life to all her friends that evening at the sports bar.

So here I am many years later diving into a decision that has me gasping for air. Although, I am not choking, just gasping. I have matured, somewhat.

I have decided to make jewelry. I have swum way out of my comfort zone and I feel like I may have gotten in over my head.

Yet, I am determined because I have a vision. Hopefully, in won't land me in the arms of that lifeguard again. This vision isn't as dangerous to my psyche. But,who knows?

The china piece is soldered around the edges. The soldering is my biggest challenge at the moment. I will post closer pics later when they don't look so globby.