FALL LAUNCH ~ My Art, As a Toss Pillow {..."comfort art"...}

I will be doing my second annual "fall launch" very soon...and I couldn't be more proud of this year's new things:





This piece started its life as a mixed media original, that sold rather quickly.  This winged-girl simply says, "In her life, youth and old age met in the middle and gave her wings to fly..."

She is only $25 for the cover (no insert), or $35 for the pillow cover with insert.



"Wings to Fly" has been one of my most beloved pieces - you've loved it as cards and prints, and now an 18"x18" pillow.  You'll want to get your order in soon...she WILL "fly" out of here.  {I have only 6 for a first run...I can make more, but the wait will be ten days to two weeks.}






This sweet little redhead says, "She chose to believe everything God says about her..."

Who doesn't need to be reminded to choose THAT?




DO you know?  I mean, do you really know?

Knowing this is a life-long quest, and full of delight.

These will be up in the shop soon!

New Cards In The Shop {...the handwritten note is making a BIG comeback...}



Did you know?  The handwritten note is making a BIG comeback.  It's all over the design blogs, all over Pinterest, all over...everywhere.

I want to help you bless others with your words, so the inside of each of my cards is blank.  I am offering a large assortment of my art pieces, as sets of 4 cards, with envelopes - and even as single cards, with its own envelope.  All my cards are printed on luscious paper.  Enjoy...

..and check them out here...

{And thank you so very much for all your care and support.  It means the world!}

My Best Art Show Yet {...an emotional weekend...}

Thank you, Knoxville. Thank you, Whittington Creek community. Thank you, clients and friends. Because of your support, I broke my record for sales in one show!













The Preacher and I loaded down his F150 on Thursday. We worked so hard to set up an inviting space, and fill it with my original art.














Friday, Saturday, and most of Sunday looked like this. I met so many great people, both vendors and customers.















I so appreciated that so many of my friends dropped by. This is Jonathan and his beautiful girl, Elisa. LOTS of others came by...this is about the only picture I had time to capture, though.














...she sold! She is only my third sculpture, and she went to a lovely home, and a new client. And you know what? I miss her.



Come Sunday at 5, we had to take down my tent and pack everything up. Then we went to see my youngest son at the MEPS (Military Entrance Processing Station) location - a downtown motel. We shared dinner with him there, and when we had to leave him, I waited until The Preacher and I got to our truck...then, I cried until I couldn't breathe.


Then, early Monday morning, we went back downtown to be a part of this...
























He was sworn in, officially, and just like that...

...he was gone. He is on Parris Island as we speak, receiving the best training in the world...to become the less than 1% of world population...

A United States Marine.

The boy will beast it, we know.

But this week....I am careworn and weary to the bone. I'd appreciate your prayers.





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My Calling, My Privilege, My Joy {Telling the Stories of Women Through Art...}

This morning, I gathered some of my most recent finished pieces together...
...pieces that I have completed, scanned, and had made (at considerable cost) into the most
breathtaking (if I do say so myself) giclees.

I hung them, gallery style, on my dining room wall.

I wanted to get an idea of the "full effect" when I place the originals all in one tent - my tent - at my art show in two weeks.

Here is what I saw:






I confess...like a proud mother, I almost got teary-eyed.  So, in the interests of clarity and fairness, I called my neighbor to come give her opinion.  {...the fact that my neighbor is one of my daughters should have no bearing on the outcome...}

SHE got teary eyed.  But what happened next, I did not expect.  She then noticed something I. had. never. realized.

You see, I painted all these in random order...at different times...giving each one my full love and attention, never, never-ever thinking about the piece that came before, or what I'd paint next.

Hannah said, "Mom.  Look.  These tell the story of a woman's whole life."

And with a little re-arranging of their order, I saw what she meant.

I about fell over.  {...we say that, here in the south...}

Sure enough - 



You see my piece entitled "Before Her Wedding", lower left.  Then "Expectant", top right.  Then, "The Mother", lower right.  The smallest piece top left represents the community that supported her in those seasons.


Then, the other side -





The top left picture for me represents my twin daughters.  For someone else, that piece could remind them of their own daughters, or of a mother and daughter, or of a woman and her friend - all, irreplaceable components in a woman's life.

The bottom left piece is entitled "Mother and Son".  Oh, that piece alone has a million stories in all its many, intricate layers, and a lot of emotion.  The bottom right piece is entitled "The Grandmother".  And again, the (smallest) painting, top right,  is the second in my diptych;  it represents the "village"...the spiritual community that it took for me the woman to be able to grow and flourish in this fallen world.  

Do you see it?

Do you see how, without trying to, I have by the grace of God created a body of work that tells a story that for me is powerful?  Can you see why my Personal Art Consultation has become the most important, fulfilling thing I do?  {I interview women, hear their stories, and paint something for them that depicts the significance of who they are...}

I have a new dream job.  I can't wait to be hired to sit down with a woman and hear her stories...see the color of her hair...get a sense of her gifts...find out her most significant life events...and go back to my studio and paint six to eight paintings that depict her life stories, from early-on, right up till today...all various sizes, but able to be made into a gallery wall exactly like what is in my home -



I know it will happen.  I feel like I know that I will get to do it.  Perhaps sooner than I realize.


PS.  Every piece here is available for you to purchase as a giclee that can depict your story or stories. As you can see, the impact of creating a gallery wall is beautiful.  I invite you to become a collector of my work.  Feel free to contact me here, with this link.

{I can't believe I finally get to say things like this...seriously.  I am living a dream I have not earned and do not deserve.  All is indeed grace.}