Red,white and blue

Happy 4th of July

Color with the full box of crayons

PINK ORANGE YELLOW

RED GREEN BLUE

GOLD BLACK SILVER



VIBRANT MESSY EXPRESSIVE



I love serendipity.

Meet Emily Duffy - fellow blogger, artist extraordinaire. I love her work and I only just met her. Two days ago at my favorite haunt. She, up doing the Fremont Fair in an A-frame trailer that is called something like The Candy Shack - where the shingles on the roof are made of NECCO candies, and you can buy all your sweet tooth lovelies from your childhood from an Emily dressed up in her candyware. Friend of a regular at the cafe gathering, up visiting from Cali (I, recently of there myself), and on a course of major life transformation. (I chime in here with a "just like me" he he )

Women, warriors, transforming, transiting, coloring with all of the crayon box.

This is my shout out to the vivacious Emily - nice to have met ya! Come back soon!

Color code

Color consciousness - I was drawn to the same colors all day this past weekend, and this had nothing to do with the slammed finger in the door ( which is a nice shade of purple today, thank you). I just got home, downloaded the photos and thought " here now - what's this lovely bit of unexpected tonal serendipity ?".

Have you ever been to Sienna, Italy? The place where the walls of the city match those charcoal pencils you use in art classes. Years before exploration of the wild world beyond leads you to realize that there is earth that actually matches the pencil you so inexpertly wield in your hand. This color reminds me of Italia.

While in Italy once I had a phenomenal experience with the number 8 - and life was greatly changed after that. I have an 18 kt gold, commissioned in Florence, number 8 charm to help reclaim that poignant moment for me. The above shot is all about memories for me - good memories.

Walking with friends, who hold my paper cup full of ice to sooth my "slammed in the door" digit. Somehow I manage with the rest of my fingers to take random photos that draw me every few yards I walk. My friends wait with patience and understanding. My antics never seem too unreasonable or strange to them. God, I love them.


Biggest score of the weekend - two huge tubs full of neglected yarn and semifinished projects. I need more yarn like another hole in the head - but home it goes. Packaged up candidates to donate to the local senior center, the rest separated by tone and color. What to do to make less than pretty yarn shout love me?

Pom Poms!

I am on a knitting graffiti roll this month - I will be arting out everyday - and this found treasure will be the source of my creative craftivism. Thanks for the gifted materials, Universe.

The Universe provides - even when we feel somehow adrift. Small answers to larger, still pending questions. But I will play with my new toys, smile and dedicate time to the cause. Ever hopeful that a bigger picture is unfolding, but in sure knowledge that today - I have a mission, however small.