I took 3 pics of the same painting, it was difficult capturing all the things that are going on in them. I had a plan (which i hope to bring to fruition) on the fourth or fifth layer...then check out the outline of the bird peering at the top of this page...'twas an accident i'll use with a painting in the center-ish. i'm in love with you and your class, julie! 

Friday, May 29, 2009
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
New Views From Start to Finish
This is the 3rd lesson with julie prichard, the land of the lost luggage. it was really difficult to get good pics on these...but man, this was fun and i loved the outcome in every single phase and layer.
julie is a really good teacher, i feel like she's right there along with us!
Sunday, May 24, 2009
Layer Love
I am taking lessons from Julie Pritchard on The Land of Lost Luggage
This isn't much of a posting but i am learning soooo much and loving it!
Thank you Julie!
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
The post below this....
I shouldn't post at night. the "sp" post is all backwards...ah well, that's how humorously it's been going lately.
SP with Misty Mawn on Wednesdays
MY TOES
My toes knows where they want to goes.
They flex, they bend, they even pose.
My toes know when I'm tuckered out.
Blame my toes,
they're the ones that goes!
by wanda marie
Dressed in flip flops ready for work...
Sunday, May 17, 2009
Who Sees
Just finished this collage. i never am quite sure how much to say...if don't say anything, Carolyn gets after me, telling me inquiring minds want to know :). and jane, you always let me know you appreciate that too...so here goes...
i started with plain old piece of thin but sturdy cardboard
matte medium on a photograph (rt. hand corner) and various other pictures and words
sketched "la lady's" head, never have i put crowns on heads, but this partial flower fit
fabric paper (my favorite medium) is her body in twigs, same on the rt. side and bottom
and right hand top corner
and various ephemera to finish and pull together
Thursday, May 14, 2009
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
Self Portrait Day
There i am in the middle with my other 3 parts...my darlin' sisters. The other 4 parts were somewhere else, (the brothers).
Monday, May 11, 2009
Dj' Pettit's class / Altered Photo Journals
Original Photo that is altered below.
This is the altered photo.
I did most of it in dj's class, then finished it here at home.
What a magical class this was!
The foundation is canvas cloth she gave us.
Altered photo next: clear gesso,
modeling paste,
acrylic paints.
Then some sewing.
Heat pressed to make it pliable for a journal ( i'm not doing that, going to make it a hanging)
The foundation edges are:
hand dyed cheese cloth
hand dyed doily
strips of various fabrics
stamped tea bags
sewn on oak twig with a minature oak gall on one end
These were all either sewn on or matte medium applied.
And if you enlarge the photo, you will see "caw caw" in the bottom corner.
Sunday, May 10, 2009
Friday, May 8, 2009
Informal Class photo shoot with DJ Pettit
carolyn and i went off the beaten path, away from our group and found this..
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
Back from DJ Pettit's Artful Journey
My self portrait..following Misty is.....
Picture a Huge smile inside and out...
but very very tuckered out!
Saturday, May 2, 2009
Class with DJ Pettit !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
My sister and I are heading to Los Gatos, California, tomorrow morning. We are taking a class with dj petitt! We are so excited, duh. This was a first for me to put together a trade with classmates and i found it such fun! It was really hard to stay on task and not start making something else while gathering all the ephemera. Kinda hard too, wondering, will someone like this?...of course they will...just like i will love seeing what i get and asking lots of questions, yeh!
Thursday, April 30, 2009
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
THESE HANDS / SP with Misty Mawn
Ah, daddio~never thought i could love another man as i loved and respected the YOUNESS, you gave us, growing up. Such fragileness in a strong man in all ways. When you thought mom would die from cancer...I saw soft tears and such faith in my strong daddy as you prayed with us to accept what was to come. Such humor and love I hold in my heart from you. As you tumbled on the floor with all my siblings, tickling, joking, delighting in them, loving them as you do now. Making bikes, scooters, sleds, skate boards etc. for us and then trying them out first. How i loved "ol" blue girl"...going off curbs, slippin' and slidin' in the gutter, the wind in my sweaty hair, oh the freedom! And last but not least, the gift of knowing how a child feels when their parent plays WITH them...baseball in the street, running those bases, teaching fairness and considerations of the younger ones. And not running away when the broken windows looked like the end of all fun! Those neighborhood ladies loved you as much as the rest of us and probably never charged you
for the broken pieces, eh?! xoxoxoxoxo
How I love you mama, for always loving me in all my imperfections, always always unconditionally. Watching you love and hold every neighborhood child that needed extra hugs and kisses or explanations, like... not holding hardness in their hearts against their own parents. For feeding the soul of every person crossing your path. Your sweetness, gentleness yet fast and hard strength to be able to tackle anything and anyone (need be)! Your smiles, your freshness, your innocence...your mama's love to all! xoxoxoxoxoxoxox
Below is my self portrait for Wednesday. I was going to keep it short and sweet, but...
Oh the stories these hands hold. Raising 8 children. These hands reach across the world that have touched and modeled how we all should be.
Everyone that have been in these hands have learned such profoundness in how to...
place our hands in prayer~strength to endure anything~love and accept everyone~the power to forgive, love unconditionally~the power of humor and laughter~giving, giving, and giving some more~reveling in others~walking in the other mans shoes~questioning not, the other man's decisions~learning more, loving more, growing more and more and more...xoxoxoxoxo
Our Mother's Hands
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