Sunday, November 19, 2017

A Wet Weekend and NOT Loving Vincent

I LOVE his paintings and have seen some major exhibits of his work but the movie was hard for me to watch. 
It was BEAUTIFULLY done and so the fault is not with the animation. My problem is that my eye's had difficulty focusing and kept wanting to close. I am lucky I saw any of it, especially the amazing animation of the reflection in water.  I also found the story rather slow, which by itself perhaps would not have been a problem if I was being bedazzled by the animation. 
water reflections
The major bedazzlement for me this evening was watching the rain from under the Sunrise Cafe Canopy. The rain was coming down in buckets, which made the street look magical.

Thursday, November 16, 2017

In the Pink and This and That and Tother

  
  Being "in the pink"  means in good health and spirits and I certainly felt that on my daily walk and came across this scattering of the most glorious fall leaves. 

THIS 
My work at the Wind's Cafe came down and I was so happy to see a few pieces found good homes with some dear friends thank you.

THAT
Despite not having my studio at the moment I am still very busy and just finished helping set up the Holiday Art Jumble at the Yellow Springs Arts Council for the past couple of days. Always fun to open boxes and see what goodies people have donated. 

TOTHER
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As they say in the south
Bless Your Heart




Sunday, November 12, 2017

Starting Your Career as an Illustrator by Michael Fleishman

 A couple of years ago my friend Michael
 asked if he could include my copyright infringement story/saga/nightmare, included in chapter 12, in his new book.

COPYRIGHT: Hall of Shame

I started to find these infringements May 2013 when I discovered Suffice it to say that as soon as I discovered how much work was infringed/used I deleted my jafabrit flickr account, removed many of my images off other sites, put all my blog entries into draft (and republish with low res watermarked images), added a nopin code and no right click code, and reverse image search on google.
If you're starting out I highly recommend Michael's books and NO I am not getting paid in any fashion to say this. I just happen to think Michael is a fabulous artist with over 30 years experience as an artist, Illustrator, teacher and author of seven other books.   You can check out the Art League's review here.





Thursday, November 02, 2017

Ideas for Skyping with a Grandchild

and it is indeed an art when the vocabulary is limited to two or three words. My face can only hold attention for so long before the wee one dashes off exploring.
LOST BEAR to the RESCUE
Bear has been a presence in my granddaughters life since the day she was born, either physically on visits or through shared images. 
Here is a card I recently sent and in the 
toy photography, toy bear
 card I included one of the silk leaves.
So when we skyped today  and I had lost bear on the screen and talking to her she recognized him immediately and laughed.
Bear asked for bao bao (cuddles) and the iphone got a big cuddle lol. 

For some other creative ideas check out this link at grandma ideas

Wednesday, November 01, 2017

Gentle Patter of Rain and The November Guest


My November Guest

My Sorrow, when she's here with me,
Thinks these dark days of autumn rain
Are beautiful as days can be;
She loves the bare, the withered tree;
She walked the sodden pasture lane.

Her pleasure will not let me stay.
She talks and I am fain to list:
She's glad the birds are gone away,
She's glad her simple worsted gray
Is silver now with clinging mist.

The desolate, deserted trees,
The faded earth, the heavy sky,
The beauties she so truly sees,
She thinks I have no eye for these,
And vexes me for reason why.

Not yesterday I learned to know
The love of bare November days
Before the coming of the snow,
But it were vain to tell her so,
And they are better for her praise.

Robert Frost



Time to snuggle down by the warm glow of the fire, drink a cuppa and read a good book.


Monday, October 30, 2017

Boo Time in the VIllage

mextures app
Photo by Corrine Bayraktaroglu
It's always fun walking around the village and seeing all the Halloween decorations and carved pumpkins. Tomorrow night we shall see the joy of little faces as we hand out the sweets and ooh and aah at their costumes.

Back in my day in the UK we didn't have pumpkins to carve but used turnips, nor did we do trick or treat. OF course all that has changed now and UK has imported the Americanized version.

The Very First Jack-O'-Lanterns Are WAY More Terrifying Than What We Have Today

There's nothing quite like visiting a pumpkin patch, finding the perfect pumpkin, then settling in to carve your creation on a cool, fall night. Sure, the "pumpkin guts" are gross and make my arms itch, but the end result is always worth it.

Sunday, October 15, 2017

Letting Go of Your Art Projects

yellow springs, ohio corry street shops and public art
As I plan to move out of state there are projects that were dear to my heart that I have had to let go and one of the them was the jafagirls "peeps in the park" which has now been handed over to the Village Artisans. It will be exciting to see how it changes under new leadership though. 

Letting Go seems to be my theme this year as I sort through my house, letting go of things, the clutter of mementos, of memories and dreams once held dear, and those things that were not meant to be. It can be very unsettling and yet very liberating. 




Friday, October 06, 2017

Thus Sang the Jolly Autumn

Photography in Yellow Springs Ohio
To Autumn by William Blake
O Autumn, laden with fruit, and stain'd
With the blood of the grape, pass not, but sit
Beneath my shady roof; there thou may'st rest,
And tune thy jolly voice to my fresh pipe,
And all the daughters of the year shall dance!
Sing now the lusty song of fruits and flowers.

'The narrow bud opens her beauties to
The sun, and love runs in her thrilling veins;
Blossoms hang round the brows of Morning, and
Flourish down the bright cheek of modest Eve,
Till clust'ring Summer breaks forth into singing,
And feather'd clouds strew flowers round her head.

'The spirits of the air live in the smells
Of fruit; and Joy, with pinions light, roves round
The gardens, or sits singing in the trees.'
Thus sang the jolly Autumn as he sat,
Then rose, girded himself, and o'er the bleak
Hills fled from our sight; but left his golden load

Thursday, October 05, 2017

The Carrier of Hate Bones

There is a poison that has seeped into the bones of this country and set root and the media feeds into it, the politicians exploit it, and Facebook the perfect carrier for this contagion of anger, fear, hate, and despair.

What Constant Exposure To Negative News Is Doing to Our Mental Health


Friday, September 22, 2017

After Van Dyke and How to Draw on the Ipad

STEPS
 PRO Finger Sketch Paint to get down the initial drawing. 
Put through  doubled exposure FUSED filter to get background image patterns/colours.


Import to Procreate and tweak image, blend hair and lighten and darken as needed.
Put through distressed fx filter and then back to procreate layer over older version and erase the top colour of the eye to expose the blue eye underneath. 
  

Wednesday, September 06, 2017

This Art Life: Sketchcrawl, Bubblefest, Felt Food Display and Jafagirl Stripe Mischief

Sunday I went to the Yellow Springs Arts Council sketch crawl and  then took a wee break to blow a few bubbles at the bubblefest in town.
Alas I can't take credit for these magnificent bubbles (just the photograph of them), mine were teeny one's from a teeny bottle. 
Monday Got my work hung for the Yellow Springs Textile Group's exhibit at the Wind's Cafe.


Tuesday I did this and then this happened.




Thursday, August 24, 2017

Felt Food Experiment

I got it into my head that I wanted to see if I could make a piece of craft felt look like a piece of toast. This led to pizza crust, and the challenge of making felt look like anchovies with the magic of paint and embroidery. 
Ha Ha, A Pizza Work

I ended up with 5 plates of felt food just in time for the Winds Cafe Exhibit with my TAG (Textile Art Group) pals.