A little bit every day

A little bit every day, that's how I am keeping my hand in play! Creative play that is, and it feels good. It is also lovely to be blogging and documenting again. I do admit I only got to this place by giving up something . . . the amount of time I spent reading & writing on Facebook. I have signed off there for a bit - and for me, this was a very good decision. I now have more time to concentrate on my art and my own blog, hooray! I feel calmer (yet energized by art). I also have let go some of the depressing news cycle that was in my feed.  I still follow some news of course, but it is less in my life, I find I am less upset and that is better for my psyche. 


life is...

better this way!

This pocket journal page is one of the smaller ones. One-half of it was already done - a leftover gelli print! Very quick to do yet so satisfying. I used an "onion skin" stencil that looks like leaves, to me. I sprayed Distress Spray stain in mermaid lagoon (blue) and filled in with the Distress Oxide Pistachio and a sponge. This ink pad is still on my counter & I like the color, so I keep using it!  

 ❤ These little forward motions in a creative way have my spirit soaring . . . . 

Updates to the website: 

  • I have created another page showcasing my 2017 ICADs. Another small effort each day that really adds up!

  • In the Photography section I have added Wolfe Island 2017 and Wolfe Island Sunsets. Beautiful Island in Ontario, Canada where Steve's family is from!

  • My Dad's birthday was yesterday (he passed in 2011) and his page is HERE. He was very talented and creative, especially with small wooden boats. He taught Steve a lot about woodworking!

  • The Urban Journal Remix page has been updated as well. A very cool journal. I loved making it via Roben-Marie's Workshop and even though it takes more time than the pocket journal, it is very enjoyable to fill!

You will not ‘get over’ the loss of a loved one; you will learn to live with it. You will heal and you will rebuild yourself around the loss you have suffered. You will be whole again but you will never be the same. Nor should you be the same, nor would you want to.
— Elizabeth Kubler Ross