I found something to do!
And I'm having a good time. The kids have been good sports and are right there with me! We're tearing the covers off of old books- nothing of any value, I assure you. No, not all books are worth keeping for posterity. We're using the covers for "canvases." Works like a charm. Then we tear into just about anything we can get our hands on: paint, varnish, paper, stamps, tissue, burlap, cardboard, tape, sandpaper... really, there's no end of possibilities. We even use straws and toothpicks. I love to see what the kids are coming up with, too. All so different. All of my paintings have collections of words on them. I flip through the books that are de-nuded of their covers and cut out any words that I like the sound of or grab my attention and they all go into a box. When I'm done with the picture, I pull them all out and make a single thought out of some of them. No plan, just whatever strikes my fancy at the time. It's a stress-free activity- I mean, the more distressed it looks the more I tend to like it. That's just me, maybe. And there's nothing "realistic" about the girls- so accuracy isn't an issue. My arm doesn't mind the light exercise. It's all good. Four more weeks of physical therapy and maybe I'll be out there sewing again. I keep seeing quilts I want to make.
Gotta run! String beans to pick! (The kids are a huge help with all the lifting that canning involves. I wash jars, help pick, snap and pack jars. They move beans, and lift pots. A real team effort.)
|Local artisans at work. My kids and nieces.|
|Don't be afraid- she now has a rooster on the fence by her.|