I wasn't very fond of dolls growing up. I was the child who was convinced that each of my stuffed animals and dolls knew when they had been slighted, when they had been left alone, and generally thought they were real in a not-real way.
Plus, doll eyes and faces really, really creeped me out.
Barbies, no. Dolls, yes.
Yes, I know. It's great fodder for a therapist.
Paper dolls, however, did not have this hold on me.
I loved the smell of the paper and how uniform everything was.
I loved the little perforated lines from the punch-out kind, I loved being able to cut out clothes and change up whatever they wore.
The hair, the hats. Oh, man. It was good.
Those little foldy-tabs that held everything to the doll weren't so hot. You had to hold the doll just right and not move it to keep everything on it.
But it was worth it to be able to cut everything out.
The other day I was playing around in my journal and doing some lettering. I decided to look through some of my vintage children's primers to see what I could pair with the quotes.
I found this little cutie, but her legs weren't drawn out in the book.
What would happen if I kept looking and found another character in the book with legs?
And a cute polka dot dress?
A few cuts later, I found out!
The perfect Mary Janes and blue socks and the little pinafore as an added bonus.
I scanned and printed out a little bird to add to the fun and then I started thinking about Colorforms.
The rubbery-plastic cut out shapes that you could lay on a background and they would stick? And you could layer and layer and it would all stick?
I loved those. Taking them out of a brand new box, the smell, oh man.
I looked them up and they are 60 years old, and still going strong.
Guess who might get some for her birthday this year????
O.K., what was I rambling about?
I think the Colorforms came up when I glued together the little girl from the primer.
This time the sticky part came in the form of Mod Podge, and then Gel Medium.
Then I started coloring the outfits.
Am I surprised?
It just keeps getting better-I'm finding so many sweet children to put with these quotes.
I've added a water color wash, a kite, drew in the string.
The possibilities are endless!
I found a Dick and Jane book and cut out Sally. Don't you love this face?
I think in this page she was trying to see if she was as tall as Dick.
I put her in my art journal along with Mr. Crazy Bird and gave her some wings.
I'm looking into how I can make prints for all of these, so stay tuned!
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I caught on to this about three years ago. I can't stand New Year's Resolutions. I LOVE words and a word for a year seemed more personal and less like an unknown someone standing over me with a pointed finger saying, "You're not sticking to your resolution."
So I picked a word.
I wasn't clear what to do with this word, but I liked it's definition:
and I liked the way it sounded in Italian- intenzione.
I made it into a sign so it would be a reminder to me of how I desired to live that year.
WITH intention. PAYING attention. Focusing.
It came and went over the year, but the sign always drew me back to my original thoughts and seemed to have a gentle and quiet way of drawing me back to living intentionally. It expanded it's definition in my life over the months and became a back bone of sticking with decisions, believing in my actions and my dreams and how I loved others.
The second year, the word was surrender. It was a tough one, but I needed it.
I would tentatively pick it up and hold it and look at it and think about it through out the year, wanting very much for the word surrender to mean something beautiful in the outcome of holding my hands open instead of the feeling of being stepped on in the act of surrender.
At the end of 2013, during a beautiful bike ride in San Diego, I came up with my word for 2014:
That's a balls-y word to me.
Could I do it?
Could I develop it over the year?
I decided yes and enveloped the word Confident into my life.
Some one on Instagram gave me the latin break down of the word early on in January and I have had it taped up next to my sign all year:
con: (assertive) with
fident: latin is federe or TRUST
So, not just trust that I can do things, but TRUST that my Heavenly Father has all good intentions for me and promises to guide and direct me. He never changes, and there is no shadow of turning in Him. The best One to have trust with!
It's meaning has morphed over the year, which isn't surprising, as that's what these words tend to do.
I have been more confident in defining my abilities as an artist, in trying new things, applying to new shows. The word confident has been in my face even during the season of a broken shoulder, when art work basically came to a stand still.
I have used it in sentences in my head when making decisions, rolling the word around to see how it feels, how it makes me feel.
I love it.
This year, my word is
It's the best. I love everything about it and what it conveys.
Bringing people together.
Bringing beautiful things to be in one place.
Gathering around a table for a meal, to make art, to have coffee and talk.
It's a word that says, "Come on in!" "Welcome!" "Come as you are!"
I haven't made a sign yet, but it's coming as I prep this week for the upcoming class!
Doug and I can't wait to GATHER at our new Summit House and we can't wait to see what happens when we do.
So we have begun gathering there before we have even found an architect!
An art show with old and new friends, Christmas day with friends, a sleep over with a fire in the fireplace, New Year's Eve with friends, young adult's group, it's the best. Throw the doors open wide!!
This New Year, I'm gathering people at the Summit House to find their word for 2015.
I'm partnering with my friend and Life Coach, Sue Robson to bring an evening of friendship, fun, painting, dessert and coffee and we will help your bring your word to life.
We would love you to join us!
Our first night has sold out, so we are offering another class on Friday, January 23rd.
Won't you come? Gather a friend or two, gather your daughter, gather your spouse or significant other, gather yourself and meet new friends.