Thursday, June 28, 2012

Hope Note #3

I don't have a lot of time to write, today. It's pretty much the norm for me to say that I have too much to do and not enough time to do it. For example, my closet exploded for the 4th time. It has been professionally repaired so it should hold everything without falling apart, again. But... I have to rush to put everything away before I can leave the house to go do what I need to do.

So... I think a little encouragement is in order. Hope Note #3:


Wednesday, June 27, 2012

New Painting

I have started painting again! The recent stress in my life and my love of shopping (retail therapy? - maybe) has diminished my painting mojo. I hadn't painted anything for a while, until this morning.

I'm always so fascinated by how paintings, especially abstract paintings, take on a life of their own. Well... They do for me, anyway.

I started this one with some vomit green paint, just because I wanted to. Then added other colors, randomly, just because I felt like it.

Here it is: (this is the way I painted it)

Here it is turned upside down (or rightside up depending on your perspective):


And... Here it is from farther away & turned every direction: (does that make sense?)






I'm not 100% sure if it's done and I'm not 100 % sure what to name it. But it's mostly done and it feels really good to be painting again. I'm feeling like I need to find some balance with my activities. I'm also trying to get the courage to start trying to sell some artwork. It's tough for me to put myself out there.

Oh yeah... Here are two of my "assistants" doing what they do best. NOTHING!



It would be super fantastic if I could teach them to clean my brushes when I'm finished!!!!! I won't hold my breath. That could be fatal!

Tuesday, June 26, 2012

Hope Note #2

This is art and inspiration in one fun little picture!


Created by Me!

Monday, June 25, 2012

Ice Cream Truck

It's officially summer, right????? It is SOOOOOOO HOT here in GA!!!!! The fact that it is summer and sooooo hot, made me think of ice cream trucks. Have you ever purchased ice cream from an ice cream truck?????? I have found memories of ice cream trucks. The one I remember looked similar to this one:


But this one is much cuter:



Anyway... I remember getting ice cream from the ice cream truck, when my brother and I would visit my grandparents, in the summer. We would listen for the song it would play and run outside when we heard it. I remember the street being so hot from the sun that it would burn our feet if we weren't wearing shoes. I remember that my grandparents always let us get ice cream no matter how/what we had eaten that day or how we had behaved.

We would frequently get something like this:
And our faces would be stained red and blue, until we took a bath that evening. Such happy summer memories! I miss those days!

One more thing... Since this is supposed to be an artsy blog, have you seen this? (on the subject of ice cream trucks)


AMAZING right? It is called "Hot With The Chance Of A Late Storm" by The Glue Society.

I hope you find an ice cream truck in your neighborhood or travels this summer. So much fun!!!!!

Wednesday, June 20, 2012

Hope Note #1

Due to all of the STUFF going on in my life, I have thought that it might be helpful to write hope notes to myself. Gentle reminders. Inspirational quotes. Anything that offers a bit of encouragement. So here goes:

Hope Note #1

A Year Has Passed


Dear T,

I hope this message finds you wherever your soul rests in the universe, now. I'm sure you're near a fishing hole, surrounded by horses. Maybe you are working in your wood shop, building rocking horses and buzz saws. I'm sure Nana is with you, taking care of you.

It's been a year since you left us. You passed the day after Father's Day, which was so strange since Nana left us the day after Mother's Day, so many years before. I read that grieving for a lost loved one gets easier after the first year. I hope that's true, but I'm not so sure.

There is not a day that passes that I don't think of you and miss you. The world is not the same without you. It is harder to face a new day knowing that the man that loved us so much is gone. Your love is gone.

The little house on the hill that you called home and loved so much, now sits empty. Rick took rocks out of the yard as reminders of you. We wait for someone to buy it, knowing that day will bring horrible sadness. That little house that held so much love for us and so many happy times will no longer be part of our lives. It feels like some of the happiest parts of my childhood are gone. I guess they are gone. They only live in memories now.

I look at your photo albums often. I remember so many things. I see how much you cherished your family. I wonder who some of the people are. I see you in your prime, happy and smiling. I am sorry that Sophie only has pictures of you. I am sorry that she will never have the wonderful, happy memories that I have of a great man who loved me so dearly.

Go rest high on that mountain. I love you.

-Melissa

Tuesday, June 19, 2012

The Truth Behind My Slience

I haven't written anything for almost 3 weeks. This is not a very smart move for a fledgling blog. Therefore, I feel the need to explain why.

My world has been rocked or wrecked. It was not rocked in a good way, but in one of those ways where you feel like everything has fallen to S#!T and you don't know how to pick up the pieces. I was betrayed in a very ugly way. I have lost trust and faith in my relationship. I am sad and disappointed. The best part????? I now doubt pretty much everything about myself. Fun Times!!!!


Initially, I didn't eat for several day because I felt like I had been kicked in the gut. I just wanted to run somewhere that I felt loved and safe. I still do, but I have to think of Sassy. So... I try to offer forgiveness and trust, which is very difficult for me. Until now, I had not wanted to write, to share, or to paint. Hopefully the worst is over and we can move on to brighter days!


Hopefully my heart is healing. I do feel better!