Ok, kind of crappy photos of some fun work I made for a fundraiser! I think yoga mats need tassels, assymetrical me, and yes, I'm wearing a moomoo! If you want to support a good cause buy them! $150 each, 1/2 to Siren Nation.
Wednesday, July 1, 2015
Wednesday, May 6, 2015
I did it! I started painting in my BEAUTIFUL new stu stu studio! Vomiting Rainbows here! Ahhhhh. So lovely. So now, we begin the opening and scheduling of Tara's tiny Art Garage! YES!!!! here we go, I can't wait! OK, now let's get this rolling! Oh and I get to put on a grubby sweatshirt and finish painting the doors and trim. Love that. Owning the space, lace, face, grace, trace, pace, race, zace....
Friday, January 2, 2015
I'M STUCK! I'M STUCK! I'M STUCK!
I feel like Max in his carseat on a a road trip. I'm stuck. I need to finish this and START MY ART SCHOOL!!! and making things! AHHHHHHHH1
I am stuck! OK. So, what I need to do to finish. Get all the crap in there to function. MOVE IN! What is the hold up? Look, it's beautiful, it's ready for me! It's patiently waiting for love and creation. SO MOVE IN! JUST MOVE IN! HOW HARD CAN IT BE????
I don't know what it is, like a giant wierd BLOCK! But really, that is it. I'm in there. All this hesitation and cowardice is over. The path is laid. I'm in. Talk to you later. Guys, I'm on it.
notice path above. yep, I hauled a ton of rock for that! Yep, I'm strong.
Oh and this floor? Yep it's painted. Not perfect but done. enough. and I like how it looks.
Oh and these measurements. They are what I want to put in there.Actually, 'll write them down now so when I shop I know the sizes. Thanks blog for helping me see my direction.
the table dimensions above
OK, now stop all this flaking faking and get it going on.
Tara's Art Garage
Saturday, November 1, 2014
I am trying to clean the garage so that I can finish painting the floor and have a studio and I can't get there. I am so tired I might have slept two hours last night with tired sick boy saying every hour 'My ear hurts mommie.' Knowing that going to the ER on Halloween night is not in anyone's best interest I waited for an Urgent-Care morning. AND then put both boys to bed with "UP" and am now realizing my eyes are burning. I am tired and I want to sit down and cry.
Friday, May 23, 2014
Coming Soon, a completed drawing book! and now then the beginning of something NEW!
I think the amazing thing about finishing a sketchbook is that I have not done this in YEARS! I have not completed much of anything, or so it feels. Except to completely run out of money. Which is sad. But a part of my world right now. However. Things are changing! Do you feel it? I'm ready! And the last picture from the sketchbook is of sweet Max in the hammock. Now I just finish coloring that and really truly! I finished a sketchbook! Well, gel pen therapy.
sucking the sweet nectar out of LIFE!!!!
Tuesday, April 1, 2014
Wonderful world of color. Practicing ways to say things.
So, I was speaking with a new friend and she was pointing out the way that you need to have the confidence to do these things and why don't we have them. And, I think the answer comes down to, how come we don't know how to tap into them. So, we move slowly into these different spaces and figure things out as we go. So, we do have them, they are longer more sustainable types of confidence. Really I don't think so, but it was worth a shot.
I know when I try to channel confidence I get a shock of excitement that makes me think, SHS 150! That's Super Human Strength. My friend Dave Ford and I made that up back in the late 90's but it stuck with me all this time. Right now I need some high vamped up SHS to create this mini summer camp art school, I have my heart set on. I think it is possible, I just need to feel confident in it.
In the mean time, let's finish the project at hand. Focus, do the recycled cd project and move forward.
It is possible and it needs some attention, love and devotion.
Here we go!
Vivir sin miedo.
Wednesday, January 29, 2014
OK, so for the last year and three months I have been without
an art studio. In an effort to maintain sanity I have resorted to
Gel Pen Therapy. Gel Pen therapy is a process of documenting
my life with gel pen drawings. Here are a random few which I
tried to organize chronologically but not successfully.
This first unfinished piece is called, "My friend has a PHD in Google. I seemed to have slipped into the world of perimenopausal status and my first rude awakening to this was all over super dry skin causing me to itch like a maniac. I now slather myself like a turkey for baking, with oil, toner, lotion, and more lotion. Slathered in butter after every water encounter. In the process of figuring out a cure, my friend guided me with her google wisdom with how to help. I ended up at a dermatologist too.
Part of this upsetting peri-moments include mood swings and so a low energy. Remembering the words of a kind nurse practitioner in college when I was at the Emma Goldman clinic in 1991, in Iowa City, IA who asked me, "How are you doing?" and I burst into tears, she said, you know, you might benefit from some B6 and B12 vitamins. With that in mind and a continual thing I go to throughout my life, well, the last 24 years… I buy Vit. B and feel better almost immediately. Now if only I did that all the time.
Crazy hot flashes. Never described really thoroughly to me by another woman. Holy Hot Hot Hot. Please, naked is not cool enough, especially with the heat! So, here is me stripping down to cool off. Makes me want to jump in a cold lake, please.
This is Max's water bottle. At night at least twice a night I hear, cup please, mommie, please. And I wake up, grab his water bottle give it to him and put it back. I wonder what it would e like to sleep through this like normal people. Oh, right, he would have to be sleeping in his own bed. We'll work on that.
This is Max's sweet face as we do a window good-bye. Max was staring a new school, and there is nothing like feeling like a real terrible parent seeing him look out the window for a window good-bye like the world is ending and how could you leave me. OF course, I find out he was fine and so on and so forth, but it is always me seeing him, this tiny person in this giant window looking big eyed, well he has big eyes, watching me drive away. It didn't help that he really didn't like school or the idea of school anyway. I sometimes think he's 15 years old not 3.
Oh yeah, this is me getting the call that Max has been crying and needs me to come pick him up from school. Same school as the above picture! This school has been in action for at least 20 some years, so when I got the phone call, I knew it was bad! I mean people with this much experience know all the tricks and teach me tricks. So, I went picked him up and well, we went home!
I can't actually read the date of this drawing, but I know what I was doing. I use facebook as a way to connect with people and when I feel lonely. I see, what are all my friends in five cities I've left doing today? So, imagine my internal drama when I read my sister likes a fitness page that says, think before you eat…. I immediately think, I'm a hog, as I am messily eating a chocolate croissant trying not to get crumbs on the phone while chowing down. So I switched it to, "Think before you order…" And now I mostly get coffee at home, where chocolate croissants are not an option. Grum Grum grum!
Well this picture I know is from May 2013, which is out of order, but what it is about is that, I searched out this super cool preschool for Max. I was enchanted with it's creativity and awesome teacher and well, everything about it, and then realized that I really needed three days of full days to organize a life for myself. So, I had to pull him out of it. This is me, sad puppy, realizing life is forever changing right when you thought you had figured out one thing.
A couple of my sisters watch tv and talk about different winners they cheer for on different programs and this is what I feel like. So you think you can draw! Get on it. keep drawing.
ANd on that note, I'm going to go do a gel pen therapy and get on with it. Happy year of the horse! 2014!