"Once we clearly acknowledge the soul, we can learn to hear it's cries. - Dallas Willard, Renovation Of The Heart."

It takes courage to pursue our dreams. It takes time and patience to unearth buried treasure. But I believe with all my heart that we must do both.

7.30.2009

Two Sweet Gifts

I received two sweet gifts from women I have met through the wonderful community that blogging is. The first gift is from Roben-Marie of Every Life Has a Story. She and I took a stenciling class from Mary Ann Moss. She made these cute little stencil journals and sent one to me in a beautiful stenciled and sprayed envelope. Thank you Roben-Marie, it truly was a bright spot in my day.


Yesterday I received this wonderful book written and illustrated by Martha at Art du Jour by Martha Lever
It is a beautiful book written for "children of all ages" as Martha says. Both the words and illustrations are inspiring. Thank you Martha, it touched my heart.

There is a part of me reluctant to post gifts like this, I do not want to make anyone else feel bad for not having received them. But, I also want you all to know that I do not take these kindnesses for granted. So, I am going to post them. There have been a few of you who have sent me a sweet gift, and I do want to thank you again. Knowing how these acts of kindness touch my heart makes me want to begin to do more of that myself.

I am constantly amazed at how this community has become such a part of my life, how special each and every one of you are to me.

Blessings

7.22.2009

Ramblings

Where to begin with my ramblings, for that is what I feel I am doing most of the time. I ask myself often, more so lately, why I do this? Why do I post my art? What is the purpose? What am I looking for when I do so?? At this point, I have met so many lovely people that to not continue would be hard for me. I would miss feeling part of a special community, and miss seeing what you all are up to.

I have heard it said, that when you are a certain age, I'm 53, you are still 3 and 5 and 10 and 15 and 20............. you are still those ages inside. I believe this to be true. As we grow we learn, adapt to our surroundings, to what happens to us. We learn ways to live, to protect our little hearts that are necessary for our survival. We bring those way into our adulthood (what ever that is). Our growth can be stunted because of circumstances as well. God has been taking me on a journey for many years, but it is just in the last two that I have been awake for it. I feel as if I had sleepwalked through most of my life. Does anyone else ever feel that way?? I think I finally said to God I am ready to face what is really in my heart. To look at why I do what I do.
To look at the motives of my heart - which for the most part are full of self!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I think we get to a point when being full of self just sucks!! I am not putting myself down here. I know I am totally loved and accepted (finally) by the one who really matters!!!!! And because of that I can look at all the junk in my trunk. To look at why I do what I do, why I am so unloving, why I am so self-focused, bla, bla, bla. Even when we are other focused, sometimes there is a payoff for doing so - sometimes that is self as well.

In his book "The Gift of Being Yourself", David Benner says, "The goal of the spiritual journey is the transformation of self - this requires knowing both our self and God." He also says, "Beneath the roles and masks lie a possibility of a self that is as unique as a snowflake." There is a real self under all the stuff I have piled on top of it - the stuff that I present to the world that I think will make me look good, valuable, to have worth. I already have worth - you already have worth.
I wasted so much time and energy - but God is slowly showing me my true heart. Sometimes it is not a pretty thing to see. But it is safe to look. I am deeply sinful, but deeply loved and in the process of being redeemed and restored.

Back to my beginning question. I think I do this for many reasons. To share my journey, to encourage those that are on a similar one - or may be on the verge of beginning there's. I think if I am honest I do this to receive as well. To receive encouragement (that you all do so well). Sometimes I wonder if it is easier to live open and honestly online that it is in person. I think that maybe it is, we only get little glimpses of each other here. But I believe it is a reflection of a larger picture of the person. I believe it is worthwhile. So with warts and all I continue.


May you all have a wonderful day,
Mary

7.20.2009

Humbled

Good morning everyone,

I wanted to clarify something about one of the paintings I posted. The one I titled "Imprint" I think I mislead you on it - unintentionally - but need to set it right.

This painting is actually a copy of one I saw in a book I have - I loved it and wanted to see if I could reproduce it for my own use in my home - I probably should have not posted it. But as I was painting it the meaning behind the collaged pieces below the surface and the elements on top became personal to me and I loved the way it turned out. I probably should not have titled it since it was not an original of mine, but it had meaning to me. I should have given credit for the original to it's proper creator - Douglas Bell. I did not even think about it - it was not left out to try to make it seem like it was my idea - to be honest I did not even think of it in those terms. I am learning here.

On one of the art sites I am a part of a woman, and rightly so, and made a comment about me not mentioning his name. I went back to all the sites where I posted the painting and explained. Actually my first response was to delete her comments and run!!!! I felt so bad, so guilty even thought it was not done with the intention to deceive. But I realized that it was better to be honest about it - I am not perfect - and have no intention to make others think I am. I lived most of my live trying to make others think I had it all together, to make myself look good. So, here is a real moment in my life, and I have learned a lesson.

Please accept my humble apologies - first to Douglas Bell for not giving you credit - and to all of you who may feel like I was trying to "pass one off on you"!!! That was not my hearts intent.

Mary

7.15.2009

One More - Freedom

Still playing - Solitude


I don't know if I am going anywhere with these, but just trying new things.

7.14.2009

First attemp revised - titled - HIDDEN


dirtied the buff at the bottom and added some buff at the top to balance - think I like it better.

First attempt


Hey, I need your opinion on this. This is my first real attempt at an abstract painting. The colors are a little more defined in person, and the white is not as glaring. Does it need something more, or different. I really would like an honest assessment on it.

Thanks everyone!

7.12.2009

Spraying


I am taking this wonderful spraypaint/stenciling class from Mary Ann Moss at www.dispatchfromla.typepad.com It is one of the best online classes I have taken. It is jam packed with information and ideas and great videos of how too's. Here are a few examples - I not sure if I am totally pleased, but I am just beginning.
This one with the big red F is the back cover of the portfolio
This is the front cover of the portfolio


Blessings and Hugs.

Oh, I linked something!!! :)

7.11.2009

The burden of suffering seems to be a tombstone
hung around our necks. Yet in reality it is
simply the weight necessary to hold the
diver down while he
is searching for
pearls.

Julius Richter

7.07.2009

Polished by trials

I picked up a devotional I have had for years, one that has been around for a long time. "Streams in the Desert" I don't know why I had set it aside, unread for those years. Sometimes things in a particular season of life and do not touch my heart, only to do so at at a later time. The same words, I am just in a different place on my journey.

Today's spoke of how the ocean polishes the abundance of stones that pass through it. How they become smooth, soft to the touch, polished, and beautiful. But, the stones left untouched by the turmoil of the ocean's waves remain rough, unpolished, devoid of beauty - for polish is the result of difficulties.

Okay Lord, I see where you are going with this. I know the trials and stuff of life are for a purpose. I can see this when I read it in print, but it is harder to live it out day to day. I can loose sight of the fact that the trials have a purpose. I can get bitter, angry, hard, un- mold - able if I do not remember they are sifted through a loving hand that knows far more than I do.

"O blows that strike! O hurts that pierce
This fainting heart of mine!
What are you but the Master's tools.
Forming a work Divine?"

Nearly all of God's jewels are crystallized in tears.


Blessings,
Mary