I hope you will consider a purchase of her image during the month of October 2014, so you generous dollars can go to a great cause. Find out more here!
…That whole contest thing was a little stressful. Any time I do something new or outside of my comfort zone, I pretty much freak out. Hives, burning ulcer, sleepless nights… it’s not easy being me. But how terrifying, to put my art out for everyone to see, offering it for free! … and knowing only like 2 people would care. But those are the type of thing I must do. Hopefully you will be a witness from my humble beginnings to my wild success! LOL
And art is one of the many things I do to combat the paralyzing anxiety i can get. Anxiety, depression, blah, blah blah. There… now you all know. I’m a hot mess. Besides the yoga, dance and all that jazz…the art has been some of my best medicine. It’s helped me on my darkest days, and it definitely beats any prescriptions they put me on.
I’ve always been drawn to gypsies… specifically what I imagined they would wear, or what I would wear if I could be a gypsy of some sort. Coins, hip-scarves, long flowing skirts… and then I got to drawing these awkward figures, with their quirky belly dancer outfits and dangly jewelry, and well… the only thing I could think of that they were gypsies. Anyway, I just found some photos of the original Yoga Gypsy drawing… before she got glued and painted into the painting seen on the December page of the calendar.
Also you’ll find some of the other gypsies from my sketchbooks. I hope to get some of my other drawings out there and available for your collection. 🙂
What would we find in your sketchbooks?
Don’t forget to stop over at the Sky Blue With Daisies Facebook page, and like the Dec 9th Post for your entry! Deadline is Thurs Dec 12th at noon.
You may be tired of hearing about Yoga Gypsy, but it’s hard to explain how much of my heart dwells in her. It’s like that with my art sometimes. Besides, I’m hoping you can bring her home for free!
Anyway, you can like that Facebook post here! 🙂
And you can learn a little more about Yoga Gypsy here!
More artsy stuff soon I hope. Yoga Gypsy is getting tired of standing there like that. 🙂
I know you have all been sitting by your computers dying to know where I’ve been and what I have been up to. I’ve been here, and there, not sure if I’m coming or going. I probably have a dozen half finished posts and I can’t seem to finish a single one. It’s always a photo I’m missing, or a paragraph that makes no sense. Sometimes I just lose my nerve and I am afraid to post.. Afraid? That’s silly. Maybe my post is stupid, and nobody cares… but no one has ever really been mean to me on WordPress, or anywhere online for that matter. In fact most everyone has been super nice! And I’m pretty sure I’m not going to cause much controversy or ruffle anyone’s feathers with my silly little blog about dragonfly’s, kitty cats, daisies, flea markets, cupcakes, holding hands, ice cream, willow trees, sunrises, dancing, cups of tea, love birds, rainbows, best friends. Actually… i haven’t written about at least half of those items yet, so I better get to work.
Speaking of getting to work… November came and went and I still haven’t posted the giveaway for the Sky Blue 2014 Yoga Gypsy calendar. I’ve spent way too much time trying to make sense of the Facebook rules, trying to figure out if i need to use a third party app, worrying that only one person will enter… what i need to be doing is making some art. Writing, and making art. But unfortunately these are all necessary evils, part of sharing your art with the world. I’m just going to do the best I can and get done what needs to be done, and hope I don’t get kicked off Facebook.
Tomorrow, Monday December 9, I will be posting a Facebook giveaway for the Yoga Gypsy calendar. Does Yoga Gypsy have healing powers? I’m pretty sure she does. The longer you look at her, the more at peace you feel. How did the calendar come about? One day, I thought it would be fun to play with the original pencil drawing in my photo edit software, and I couldn’t stop looking at her in every shade of blue, and orange, and pink, and on an on… each color making me feel a bit different. I thought others might enjoy her zen-like presence in many colors as well, and a calendar can offer that. Besides… once the year is over, you are left with 12 adorable prints, with which you can make an Andy Warhol-ish collage, give to friends, or keep to enjoy her peaceful glow in a rainbow of colors every year. Read more about Yoga Gypsy’s story from this earlier post.
I hope you will visit (and Like if I’m lucky!) the Sky Blue With Daisies Facebook page, and tomorrow, I hope you will be on the lookout for the giveaway post.
The winner will be announced later this week!
Sorry to my lovely friends and followers… I had trouble adding a link to my last post – I am not very good at posting from my I-Phone.
Anyway, here is the link back to the original post: Yoga Gypsy
And here is the link the the store if you’d like to go straight there! Yoga Gypsies for sale!
When I drew Yoga Gypsy, I was coming off of a year of some serious health challenges… I knew I needed to be creating art again, but i just couldn’t find the energy to do much at all. I pressed on the best I could, doing daily(ish) yoga and gentle exercise in my studio… I was not ready to let my body fall apart. It was absolutely amazing how much better I was feeling, just using the most delicate movements from yoga and belly dance.
Soon I became stronger, and sketches started to emerge from my journals as I started to find energy in the art. I used that energy to get more energy and I remember feeling some of that energy in my yoga. It was at that time that i realized that both of these parts of my life were not separate… they existed within each other… because of each other. I knew movement and art would heal me.
Yoga Gypsy was one of the first drawings I knew I wanted to share… in hopes she could help someone else find strength and inner peace. And she is now available at my RedBubble store, in several colors and designs! Kind of a big deal!! 🙂
Greeting Cards, Prints, Framed Art, Canvases… Enjoy! and Thank you!
October is Breast Cancer Awareness Month!
Look inside the studio of an artist, a dancer, a yoga instructor, you might find a window into one’s soul. I am enamored by the spaces these individuals create… whether it’s neat and tidy with a purpose of design, or an organically evolved chaotic jungle of art. There is always movement, color, surprise – nothing ever stays the same for long. There is no type of room or space I find more invigorating.
One can easily find a window into the lovely spaces of artists just by doing a quick Google search or picking up some of the gorgeous magazines that showcase them. Every artist has their own style, process, inspirations – no two are EVER the same. The depths of an artist’s heart and mind are right there in front of you, in the form of a remodeled attic, or a messy backyard shed. Do they surround themselves with clutter and chaos, or colorful bins and tidy shelves? What kind of music do they listen to, or are they surrounded by sounds of the city, or birds? Do they drink coffee, eat Twizzlers or sip exotic tea? I can’t get enough of the books, and art supplies, the beautiful sketches and unfinished paintings. I am not partial to painters… there’s potters, furniture builders, and dress designers. That list is infinite.
Much joy can be found is in taking a closer look. There is so much beauty in the unfinished painting, the piles of random fabric, and the dirty paint brushes that might be found throughout an artist’s studio. I love to stop and notice these moments in the creative process, grab my snappy and capture the spontaneous splashes of color and light that bring you closer to the creator that dwells there. These can be very intimate moments for the artist, not always easily shared or understood. They say a little something extra about the artist and the art that is created there. It feels innocently voyeuristic and exciting, and gives the artwork so much added dimension.
One day I would love to be able to take the time to travel the cities and countryside, visiting artists, dancers and others in their studios. I dream of taking my camera, and my notebook and spending sunny mornings with those who would invite me. I would humbly observe the artist at work, capturing tiny moments in their process, and tiny still lifes in their studios… those that might never be noticed otherwise.
Until then, I can draw inspiration from the images shared on the internet, and from the objects in my own little orange studio. I often get distracted from my work by the lovely little gatherings of treasures and art supplies that move throughout my studio on a daily and hourly basis. I might be making a painting, or putting together a gift-basket, or doing some yoga, when suddenly my snappy takes over. The resulting images are scattered throughout my blog here, but I’ve decided I really LOVE these moments, and get so much inspiration from them.
I share these moments of solitude and joy and beautiful chaos in hopes that others will find theirs, and share them if they choose… in hopes that others will notice them too.
Here goes. This tiny still life just happens to be from a basket I gave dad for his birthday.
Have your own tiny still life to share? Respond and link us to yours.
I often wonder what it must be like to not love art… to not love creating. I can’t even imagine it. People seem to think i am part yoga hippie,part crazy cat lady, and part health nut. I have no idea why people think I’m a health nut. I had a raspberry danish, two cups of coffee, a glass of root beer, and a large handful of m&ms today. The other descriptions are pretty accurate i would say. A day of fun for me would be a few hours at the flea market, another few hours painting in my studio, and another hour or two doing yoga and belly dance.
I was thrilled to spend a few hours in my studio this weekend. As I worked on a couple of paintings, I found myself asking, “Why do I love art so much? Why do i long to spend all the hours of daylight in my studio, sketching, gluing, painting…
I haven’t figured out exactly how to answer that question. But i decided (for once) I would not judge every stroke, and second guess every color choice, and worry if my paintings would be good enough, or if they would have anything worthwhile to say… I would instead simply enjoy each stroke, and notice the juxtaposition of colors and shapes. I would just get lost in my paint and let my brushes speak what is in my heart.
These are some close-ups of the series i’m working on for my living room. I love the way paint and canvas unite to make the most interesting patterns and textures from the close-up perspective. More to come i hope. Happy Monday!
“I saw the angel in the marble and carved until I set him free.”
I had this piece of wood. I knew i wanted to paint a picture on it. it took me about two years to figure out just what i wanted to paint on it…
It was the best part of the morning, when the sun starts beaming warmth into my studio. It was a Saturday, my favorite day. I grabbed the piece of wood, sanded it for a while, and made a decision. There i was, with all my best shades of purple, red, orange, and blue, ready to paint some random abstract sketch i found in one of my art journals…
And then i saw her out of the corner of my eye, right in the swirls of wood. she was twirling around and around, her hair flowing, wearing the prettiest skirt. i honestly couldn’t believe what i was seeing. i looked away for a minute, but when i looked again she was still there. i left the room to get some water, came back, and there she still was, kind of sad, twirling and twirling. at that moment, i knew the abstract “whatever” could wait. I quickly traced her silhouette with my graphite, before she could vanish. then i just started painting. When she emerged, I was her. She was me… the dancer inside me. She was so lovely and happy to be dancing, and a much better dancer than i ever was. But there was some sadness in her eyes. i named her Daisy.
i have danced on and off my whole life. Ballet, tap, jazz, modern… In my late twenties i thought i was done for good. I stopped altogether, and it went on that way for a few years, but i always felt the void. In my 30’s i discovered belly dance, and thought i would be doing it until i was 80. For many reasons in 2009, i stopped belly dancing and life went on with all its usual ups and downs… just no dancing. I was surely never going to dance again. i was tired, my bones were creaky, i couldn’t even do a grand plie without groaning.
It seems Daisy came into my life just in time. She reminded me how good it feels to dance…and that i was not yet finished dancing. I realized that i don’t need to go to classes, or perform with a troupe, in order to continue to be a dancer. i could dance right there at home, in my little orange studio, and i could do it my way. Each plie, at my own pace. Every hip shimmy, as gentle or as intense as i chose. I could do ballet, belly dance, even yoga and aerobics, whatever the music made me feel like doing. it would heal my body. it would heal my spirit. and i might even wear a bikini again!
Well, I didn’t wear any bikinis this summer, almost two years later, but to this day I dance and do yoga with Daisy. My body is finally starting to feel stronger and the movement finally feels good again. I intend to be dancing with her until i am 80, or more. Daisy has been hanging on the wall there now since the first day i found her, another unfinished painting, another project procrastinated. Someday I will take her down off the wall, and give her the attention she needs and deserves. But it doesn’t really matter when, or if, i finish her. What matters is that she was there, just when i needed her. And now she is free. Still a little sad sometimes, but free.
p.s. before the comment is posted… i am of course aware that my Daisy is not even in the same universe as Michelangelo’s angels. I just liked the quote. (-:
Have you ever seen an “angel in the marble”? Did it effect your life in some way?
I haven’t been feeling inspired to write for some reason. Or maybe I just get so distracted by Freshly Pressed, and other peoples’ blogs. I do love to read blogs. I would imagine most blog writers do, but i don’t know any other bloggers. Sometimes I read them to learn more about blogging and WordPress, but mostly i just enjoy the blogging world in general. Little snippets of information, inspiration, ideas, opinions… bite size, and perfect for my challenged attention span. I get lost in the stories and photos, opening endless Mozilla tabs, until i get truly exhausted.
At the moment I’m just trying to do a quick press, linked from another blog about something I thought was interesting. Some fun motivational fitness blogs. And I’m also trying to learn how to use Post Tags.
So here goes… some amazing fitness blogs from Tumblr… lets see if it works….