Experiments. Addie and Ian are still asleep. (Late night last night so thank goodness). It’s raining. I love this quiet time to do what ever comes. I have projects up the whazoo. But it sure feels nice to just create from my head as it comes. Note to self: must do that more! Must have kids sleep in more. We’ll see where this goes. Inspired from this line.
It’s about time these cards hit the shelves! I just adore these chair cards. They can be used for just about anything….Father’s day, birthday, just because, etc. etc. etc.
I am also selling the giraffe print card separately in honor of Father’s day coming up. My own father instilled in me a love for cards and stationary. It has been said that he has a secret filing cabinet somewhere FILLED with just the right card for just the right person (but the location still remains unknown). My dad worked in his father’s print shop when he was younger, and fell in love with all things paper. Maybe that is where I get it. My dad has given me two cards that I can remember that he had actually bought for me 4-5 years before, and saved it for just the right moment. That is my dad. Why do I mention this? I guess it is my quest to create some cards that make for just the right moment, at just the right time. Anyways…enjoy! they are up in the shop!
I am constantly amazed at the talent I find on ETSY. Mom’s just like me and dreamers just like me trying their talent out in a thriving market. I want to start highlighting the yummy people and products that are out there.
To start, I bring to you Peek-a-boo-Prints by Jenny. She just happens to be my best friend in the whole world , but ever since those college roommate days, I have been so impressed with her artistic abilities (which span far and wide folks!) She ‘gets’ childhood and motherhood, and she has started to draw and sell her artwork! Horray!!! ETSY is the place for artists right now, and I am so glad that she is tapping in on all that ETSY has to offer. Jenny’s work is sweet and honest, and comes straight from her own experience as a mom. Just lovely!
Just a few random favorites of mine that are inspiring a monday morning. Monday’s need inspiration. Here are a few of mine.
Today my very thoughts and interests were answered by a blog post. Crazy, isn’t it? I was thinking deep thoughts about my role as an artist, and voila…I read this just yesterday morning. What is a prolific artist? What about my daily life and life views define who I want to be?
This article doesn’t spell out HOW to be an amazing artist. But what it does do, is reveal 7 Common Characteristics of Prolific People.
I find this very interesting as I seek inside myself which parts of me need to work better to get what I want. It took me a while to say that I was an ‘artist.’ I didn’t major in art, or study under a great mentor…art is just the way that I think and see the world. Now that I have a ‘shop’ it is easier to say. But do you need to sell your art to be an ‘artist?’ NO! There is real power in telling people, “I am an artist.” Just as easy as that. This article outlines some great commonalities in prolific artists, and I think I will be putting this up on my bulletin board. Enjoy!
PS: Thanks for all your comments and sympathy on Wed’s post about our strep-house. Unfortunately, strep has mutated into the croup, and I think today’s article should have been: How to get a full night’s sleep in an hour. Any one want to write that one?
They are gone now to their little beds, but for the past 3 days we have made this of Mommy’s sheets. Hot little bodies, achy muscles, soar throats and lots and lots of lots of snuggles. Babies with strep throat is never welcome, but I sure don’t mind the extra loving. Even at 3 am. Even with pink medicine stains on my shirts. Even with a shop that is a little behind with shipping. Even when laundry is piling. I would rather have snuggles and hugs with my feverish babies than a perfect house any day. I can’t always say that, but something about having sick little ones reminds me that my house isn’t going to grow up and get too big for my lap someday. So dishes in the sink…quit your whining. These little divas come first.
My baby brother (ok, ok…he is 19) has chosen to go on a mission for our church. He will be gone for 2 years serving and teaching. He just received his mission call in the mail yesterday (missionaries do not choose where they serve, they are assigned) and he will be in…dun dun dun…
Geneva, Switzerland speaking French!!! For the next two years, he will be serving the Swiss people, strengthening families, teaching the scriptures and serving in the communities there. He will also travel to Belgium, Luxenburg and Eastern France. We are so proud of you Christopher!
Thanks for the finger painting
The clean kitchen
The folded laundry
The spring flowers
The wonderful dinner
The new blender (no “Father of the bride” moments here:)
The scheduled hair appt (Yes…Kenneth called the salon all on his own)
The new apron
The snuggles and hugs
The first time hearing Ian say “hop-py Mama Day”
And for being my biggest fan club.
I love being a mom, but I love you guys more.