Wednesday, November 5, 2014

"Tell me the stories of Jesus" in progress II & III

It's time to get this finished. The submission time period has begun. It runs until Feb 2015. I want to get this finished before I begin any new projects. Especially if there is something I want to complete as a Christmas present. 
I did more details on the fireplace and the shadows of the figures. I am having a hard time going darker on the figures. I feel like the paper is already saturated with paint. I need to look at a few books that I have to see if there are any tips that I can use. Wish me luck.
Okay, so I couldn't put the brush down today. Still has a bit of fine tuning. I may need to let it sit for a while so I don't overwork it. Coming back with a fresh eye should help. I have to admit, I am a fan of taking snap shots to see how it is developing. I hope I won't see the point where I should have stopped but continued and messed it up. Yikes. 

And here is the raw, stream of conscious, UNEDITED artist statement.

As the song "tell me the stories of Jesus I love to hear." I couldn't remove the image of our family from my mind to move forward in any other direction.

That in time of need or in question as they find their footing, as their testimony changes from ours to their own. They will recall the moments we talked about. Bore testimony of, tried to teach. That as enos, alma, the sons of helamen. That the words we gave them as their parents they will remember. "The words that my father spoke", "that we didn't doubt, our mothers knew it." That when we look back, we can with no regrets, that we gave them our testimony of the Savior. 

 

Fall School Craft

Having four kids it was only a matter of time before I signed up to be room parent. Luckily this year it is just assistant. Here are the cute crafts we did at our fall party with first graders. I had seen on Pinterest where you took a child's hand print and added veins for leaves. I added the frame made of popsicle sticks. We all know that a craft at school isn't complete without the foam stickers.

So here it is. A cute kid craft for that season in between summer and winter. 

Thursday, October 23, 2014

Polymer clay


My mom and aunt started messing with polymer clay. I figured, why not. Here is what I came up with. I am a fan. I will probably so some ornaments for Christmas this year. 


Earrings


Artists are always reinventing themselves or tying new things. I saw something on Pinterest and had to try it. I feel in love. It was hand shaping wire into flowers then painting them with nail polish. I made them in every color I had and then went to the store to buy more colors. I love them! Cute and dainty. Before you say it, I tried. I had a etsy shop. I can't even remember the name at this point. The Ornamental Flower. Not my time and season to sell. I wish it was sometimes. I am an artist who can't concentrate with all the kids. It is hard to really pour your heart into marketing, and making for that matter, when real life calls you. So for now, if you have a birthday let me know. I'll make you a set of earrings. Or if you are one of my kids teachers, or a family member I'm sure you'll get them for Christmas. 














Chalk lettering

 Can you write on these signs for our son and soon to be daughter-in-law's wedding? Of course I can. Aren't they the cutest trays ever! Loved them. I thought their own handwriting would've been lovely too. On the other hand, I do love any excuse to do a quick project. It didn't take long, and the couple are just sweet hearts. Only problem was we were headed to the beach and we didn't get to go to the reception! I know that it was beautiful. 





Another Nursery Cutie

One more little Nursery sweetness. I grabbed my little stuffed lamb and went to work. I love an excuse to get my paint out. This was for a sweet co-worker of my husband. This is her first little baby. She likes lambs. Who wouldn't right? 

 I'm also trying to illustrate my own cards. This wasn't my design, but I like the way I recreated it. I couldn't get the darn thing in the right direction on this post. Urg. 


Andrew

I knew that had written about my special portraits before. I thought it was from this particular one, but it wasn't. I was remembering the one I did about my mother-in-law.

This is Andrew Page. I copied what I wrote a few days after his passing below. He died October 10, 2013. So this was done a little over a year ago. And as time has its way, it has touched his sweet mother and his sisters. Do they miss him, absolutely. Do they feel our Heavenly Father's love, you bet they do. I have only heard a tiny portion of the miraculous experiences that continue to happen since Andrew died. Like with Jared's mom (my mother-in-law), would we trade those experiences to have her back? We don't get to choose. Are we happy to know that she is still there and loves us, that our Savior knows us and knows what we feel, that our Heavenly Father is real, cares for us, can let us know he is there through tender mercies- Those are the things that get us through this life until we can be reunited with our family and our friends. To know that this life has a purpose. We must grow so we can learn and return to Him. That talent is not wasted in this life or the next.  
That our families are forever. 




"This is the news story about Andrew Page. Jared and I have known this family for a long time. Andrew's dad worked with Jared before his mission and helped him prepare for his mission. When we were first married we went to church with them until law school. Then moving back to Charlotte we moved into that ward again. We were so excited to see them and be with our friends again. Then the last two years I was Andrew's Sunday school teacher. I always thought he was a fantastic kid and a great role model for others, but when I became his teacher I feel like we truly became friends. 

This article says what I wanted to say but didn't know how. He loved the gospel. He knew the Book of Mormon was true. And he was a friend to everyone he met. We will all miss him. He has an amazing family. To say this will be hard doesn't begin to describe it, but they will be with him one day and that brings them comfort. But there is also great power in prayer and prayers are always welcome."

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