Two Cuties in Two Tunics

These two cuties are wearing my most recent custom tunics.  They both wanted something unique to their personality. Suzanne wanted fleur de lis’ on her tunic. Joanie had  a floral in mind with specific colors. When I work, I take the information from the client, process it in my designer head and paint a way. Well, sort of.  I do a little more planning than that.  I might do a sketch first for the idea, test a sample piece of silk and show the concept to the client.  I know these ladies would have been happy with just about anything but I think it’s important to grasp what’s inside their minds so they are thrilled with the end result.

The floral piece took a bit more planning because I wanted to make sure the rosette flower did not sit over her chi-chi but carefully placed above it and the other flower near the waist on the other side.  To add more magenta accents, I added rose ribbons on the arms.  On Suzanne’s blue top, I added rhinestone grommets and gold french crowns for the tassels.

If you know someone who needs something unique for a special day whether it’s an anniversary, wedding, party, or just for every day, I’d love to create that one-of-a-kind piece for them.  Maybe, it’s you!!

As Good As It Gets

“As Good as it Gets” is one of my most favorite movies of all time.  The best part is when Jack Nicholson tells Helen Hunt the weirdest but the greatest compliment.  Here it is if you want to  listen to it!

It’s the funniest and most heartfelt Jack Nicholson has ever been, I believe.  I also love the part when the the gay artist, Greg Kinnear sketches Helen while she takes a bath.  You see he lost all his ambition when he was beat up by some radicals.  He did not paint for months, was completely distraught, depressed and broke.  Helen’s beauty sitting by the tub inflamed a tremendous moment of inspiration.  The artist confidence restored.

Sometimes, that is all it takes for an artist.  We need to get out in the world more often, like I did a few weeks back to see the art exhibit in Palm Desert, California.  We are visual people and if we see the same thing day in and day out…we’ll get stale. This info is not just for artist but let’s just say…you sit at your same desk day after day.  If your job is not inspiring enough to keep you there, you’ll need a distraction, a hobby, an escape.  So, when you are feeling down and blue… just get out of your current environment and look around, go for a walk, see a movie, talk to a mentor….but whatever don’t get stuck.  If you fall down, just get up and dust yourself off!.  Move! Laugh!  Force yourself to…or just watch a comedy!

Sciatica or No Sciatica? That is the question.

You may think this is an odd subject to speak about but any artist who suffers from sciatica pain, knows that it zaps your energy.  How does one feel like creating when your hip and knees hurt?  It isn’t much fun and usually I’m icing my body soon after a silk painting session.

Today, I’m exhilarated and wanted to share my good news with everyone out there.  I found a self healing method that has restored my self esteem and cleared my depression over what I thought was no turning back.  I’m a feisty one and not one to sit down.  I’ve always been a self-help guru, a personal trainer and I eat good food.  I was completely sickened by the thought that I might be afflicted with pain the rest of my life.  I passed if off as my old back injury, inheriting my mother’s scoliosis and aging. I couldn’t bear to get old now.  Not now!  I’m just getting started.  I felt old.

OK, I won’t keep you in suspense.  It is the Egosque Method.  If you are in pain, and have symptoms of sciatica, back pain, etc, etc, get Pete Egosque’s books.  If you are not in pain but you care about your life and your children’s health, I suggest it for anyone.  I had this book for over 20 years and I held on to it.  My dear uncle came all the way out from Syracuse, NY to see what this clinic was all about.  I never knew he was in pain.  He was the most amazing man, racing catamaran’s, golfing and loving life.  He must have been concerned enough about it to take me all the way to the clinic in San Diego.  He purchased two books for me.  One for me and one to give to my mother.   We both never read the book.  You see, I broke my back when I was 17 but recovered wonderfully because I was young.  I also became the fitness queen for about 12 years of my life and I felt fine.

Speed the film reel up now to 2009.  That is when I really started noticing a change in my back.  Was it my injury now just kicking in?  Possibly, or was it the stress of this lovely recession we’ve been in for the last three years or more?  Was it just walking incorrectly or too much training and my cartilage is breaking down?  All of the above but tie it together with a change in life, moving, and not actually moving like I use to.  I’ve spent several months going to a chiropractor, doing some yoga, and swimming.  It just wasn’t cutting it.

Low and behold, I’m not tolerating this very well.  I call a friend who had sciatica and asked her if she was still having problems.  I was paranoid this would be my way of life.  She told me that she had switched her chiropractor and went down to the Egosque clinic.  Since it was a bit to drive, she found one of their skilled trainers in Orange County.  She put her on the right track after suffering from sciatica for 10 years..  She no longer has pain.  Was I was relieved to hear that.

So, I called her gal.  It’s not too expensive but I put off the appointment with her for a couple of weeks.  I started reading the book.  Instantly, it all made sense.  Non movement or the wrong type of movement and posture over years can really do some damage.  What if Mr. Egosque told you that you can reverse it and you can grow cartilage back.  Would you be excited and willing to do the exercises? What if you encouraged your children to the proper posture and exercise routine when they were young?  It would be very interesting to see.

I was desperate so I’m working very hard on this ol’ bod.  Guess what?  I walked about two miles today.  That might not seem like much but for those in pain, you understand what I mean.  Hooray and Hallelujah!  I’m walking better, straighter and not limping!  However, you can overdo it so you’ve got to follow the step by step plan or you’ll re-traumatize the areas your hurting.

I’m too young to get old.  Ya, hear me!  It’s all up to us to take control of every area of our life and not wait for someone to say, “You just need surgery”.  I was told that back in 2006 and almost spit in the doctors face.  I opted for physical therapy and worked myself out of the trouble back then and I’m doing it now.  I may not get to 100% but I’m gonna try like hell!

Starving Artist No More

Last blog I wrote about “Starving Artist”.   Today, I’m writing about my success as an artist that has never hit the big time but starting to receive attention.  This past year, I’ve been fortunate to sell some of my favorite pieces of art.  They were displayed at a very exclusive restaurant in Newport Beach, California called Traditions by Pascal.   I sold two pieces on exhibition night and then they sat dormat for several months.  Starving no more!  In the past two months, I’ve sold four great pieces that I would not have a problem holding on to myself.  Actually, one very smart waiter who realized my offer for a percentage of sales, sold them.  Thanks to Tony!  Thanks to Pascal!  Love you!

If you are a famous artist, you are fortunate.  People will rush in on the opening night to put their money down.  If you are not, you’ve got to prove your worth. I think it is harder at outdoor events.  It always seems like a swap meet to me.  If I feel that way, I think others might have that same attitude and look for a steal instead of a lovely piece of art for their home.  Maybe I’m wrong and it’s a numbers game.  In my case, it took my customers several dining experiences at the restaurant where they sat underneath my art.  “You’re work improved the environment of the restaurant from the previous decor”, a client told me.  Another exclaimed how they collected art from places they held their best memories. .  Pascal’s was one place they loved to dine.   They did not purchase the first time.  They went back time and again.  Eventually, they bought.  Familiarity, good feelings, inspiration, what have you, to each is own.  People are moved, or they are not but you cannot push them to buy something. 

For all artists I’d like to say, “Think out of the box!”   Read this great blog I found by a new mentor in my collection,  Dustin M Wax.  His slogan is, “Photographer, curator, museumist, and all around art booster.  How great is that?  He’ll give you some ideas.  I love the one about taking a shower if you are blocked.  That is so perfect for me as I do most of my creative thinking in the pool or shower.  It’s true about water.

So get out there, be seen in the world.  Make it happen!  Create exhibitions in your home, places you feel comfortable exhibiting, online, networking in groups of people and always know there is someone who will just love your work.

Let Her Eat Cake!

I can’t stop my self! Someone help me!

I was recently telling a friend how distracted I can get with my own curse of being a creative type. I just can’t sit back when it comes to a special day for someone else.  I’ve got to make it pretty or exciting somehow.

For me, it’s so much fun! However, I can run amok doing my little “Martha Stewart” act and lose a day. I should have been working on my wearable art line, or sketching a new piece of art.  But, Noooooo! I just had to make a cake! Don’t get me wrong, I really wanted to make the cake. I couldn’t stop there. I had to make sure the table was decorated and the packages were set just right around the table.  The floral arrangement didn’t look right so I made a display to raise it.

Do I sound anal?   This was truly fun but I just wonder why I put something like that first, instead of the money making.  I love it and most often the person I’m creating it for! This day was for my daughter-in-law.  She works very hard, takes very good care of my son and grandson.  She deserves alot more than I can give but this was the least I could do.  It is easy to do something special for someone you care for.

Aha, there’s another career for me. Maybe, I could be a party planner, table designer, or a cake designer,  a gift wrapper….. Aaagh! Like I said, someone stop me!  By the way, the cake was really good!

I love Paris in the Springtime, I love Paris in the Fall

 

To tell you the truth, I’ve never been to Paris but it seems everyone else has.  I’ve been to Italy a few times but never to Paris.  But, I do have my art located at a famous french restaurant in Newport Beach, California called Traditions by Pascal.  I’ve been extremely fortunate to showcase a collection of large paintings at Pascal’s.

I came to know Pascal and his lovely wife, Christine by doing some interior design work for them.  It was always a pleasure to work and I am so grateful for the opportunity as my work has been selling due to all the traffic.  If you want some eye candy, and some of the best French food around.

 

Sleep Deprivation

My Mind at Night

 

I know many of you out there cannot sleep as I.  I’m lying here in bed trying to get some “shut-eye” and my brain won’t stop.  How many of you can relate?

When you are the creative type, it is difficult to shut off the brain.   It is good to brain storm and it’s a curse.  I’m actually typing with my eyes closed.  Now, is that absurd or what?  I just don’t know how to stop and relax.  I fiddle if I’m bored.  I pace if I’m stressed,  I clean if I’m procrastinating.  If I have some personal issues that are truly bothering me, I opt for thinking about creating a painting.  This helps me get back to me and my best work has come out of the toughest situations.

As I fade into the night oblivion, I wonder how many artists are lying at this same moment contemplating a new design, or are they blocked and frustrated.  I’d love to hear your thoughts on this.  For me, if I research or happen upon another talented artist or photographer, it usually inspires me.  That is the time to have the sketch book by the bed.  I must go out and get a book light so I won’t wake hubby.  I hate it when I wake up in the morning and cannot remember one of the best lyrics or images I saw in my head.

I found some information on sleep deprivation that might create an urgency to turn out the lights a bit sooner each night.

1. “Sleep is needed to regenerate certain parts of the body, especially the brain, so that it may continue to function optimally. After periods of extended wakefulness or reduced sleep neurons may begin to malfunction, visibly effecting a person’s behavior. Some organs, such as muscles, are able to regenerate even when a person is not sleeping so long as they are resting. This could involve lying awake but relaxed within a quite environment. Even though cognitive functions might not seem necessary in this scenario the brain, especially the cerebral cortex, is not able to rest but rather remains semi-alert in a state of “quiet readiness” (2). Certain stages of sleep are needed for the regeneration of neurons within the cerebral cortex while other stages of sleep seem to be used for forming new memories and generating new synaptic connections. The effects of sleep deprivation on behavior have been tested with relation to the presence of activity in different sections of the cerebral cortex.”

I know some of my artistic friends will stay up all night.  I make it to about 12:00 or 1:00 but my bod shuts down and I’m finally paralyzed.  Then, I can sleep!

Info from http://serendip.brynmawr.edu/exchange/node/1690rmation by:

Chi Ca Go Chi Ca Go Chi Ca Go

We just got back from one of the greatest cities in the world.  Chicago.  Although, I’ve not been around the complete planet, I’ve seen enough to know a good city when I see one.  It helps to have someone who grew up there show you around.  You will bypass all the ugly parts of a town.

I’ll never forget the time I took my son to New York for his first time.  He was scared to death.  To tell you the truth, so was I.   My aunt made reservations for us at a hotel  she had vacationed at a zillion years ago.  You might say this part of town became a little forlorn.  Some of the mugs that met us on the street seemed very threatening.   We weren’t used to protective city glances coming from pristine Orange County, California.   This trip was around 1988, before Governor Rudy Giuliani took over and cleaned up the mess.  Before that, it smelled on every corner and I don’t mean sweet!  This trip was a graduation present to my son.  I wanted to take him to see live theater and get some quality “Mom and Son” time before he left the nest.   We stuck pretty close together until we left NYC to visit relatives in Syracuse where we could relax and be ourselves again.

photo by shutter runner

Chicago is the clean “Windy City” due to the beautiful Lake Michigan.  The endless horizon line is filled with crystal turquoise water.  The atmosphere of the lake and Lincoln Park made the perfect setting for the tremendous array of Chicago Museums, and the amazing historical architecture.

If you want to gain five pounds fast, let me introduce you to a few spots.  Our first stop to celebrate our mini vacation was at Gibson’s Bar & Steakhouse.  I think the martini was the best I’ve ever tasted. The second night at Maggiano’s.  I was bummed that I forgot my doggie bag of flatbread.  After dinner, we joined my brother-in-law, Bob Solone at the piano bar.  If you’ve not heard Bobby, may I suggest you make it an evening.    For crowd-pleasing, he will put on his Elton John rims,  or surprise you with Willie Nelson. His classical side is where you’ll see his true talent.  Here’s what Curt Davis of New York Post said about him, “Bob Solone has a nice classical feel that becomes a flourish in contemporary material.”

Ok, now the third night, I’m starting to get fat!  You cannot leave town until you’ve tried Pizanno’s on State Street.  It’s a must and breakfast for the next morning.  It’s also a good thing that there is a pool in our complex so I could work off some of the poundage.  The next day, for lunch we went to a family picnic celebration.  I’m eating, I’m drinking, I’m gaining some more.  Oh well, that’s what R&R are all about, right?

Chicago is my suggestion for the next big city to put on your vacation list.  What is your suggestion?


Feng Shui Away

They say that Feng Shui is like a magnetic compass.  I believe in this theory because if I’m not in good standing in my home, my mind starts to spin.  You’re good to go if everything is in alignment and if not things seem more difficult.  For me, I must make my bed every morning before I do anything else.  The rest of the house can be clean but if  there are some dirty dishes in the sink, they will call me to finish them before I start my creative juices flowing. I force myself to get past it and just go to work on my art but I find that it swallows me up.  Unfortunately, I think I could be more productive if I could see past the small things.

Clutter is the worst.  My desk mess must be sorted in to one or two piles before I can open my laptop.  I can be in my pj’s but I must have my ducks in a row.  These little duckies above look like they’ve got it all together and are dancing a jig.  I feel that way once I’ve cleaned up as well.  If I’m a bit stressed, I put on Hawaiian music.  It mellows me out immediately.

I have a friend who told me his wife keeps newspapers, all the newspapers.  He has to walk through hourds of papers when he comes home.  Needless to say, he stays out a lot.  Can you imagine? I could not live that way.  My studio can become a wreck in minutes due to the nature of silk painting.  It has many steps in the procedure.  When I finish a piece and unwrap the foil and paper, I almost have to tear it off the roll of fabric.  I must rinse the fabrics after that.  I’ll be pretty tired after a days work and I’ll leave the papers, dyes and complete mess.  When I go out to start the next day, I want to scream.  “Why didn’t the Cleaning Angels come in last night?”  Argh!  How funny that I just used that term.  I just googled cleaning angels and found out that there are numerous housekeeping company’s called that. I thought I was being original.   I guess I’m not alone when it comes to thinking it would be a godsend to have someone come in and clean.

On that note, I think I’ll go clean up my dishes now and get to work!

Success in Baby Steps

How do we judge success?  To each individual the rate of success is different because we are hardest on ourselves.  I’m extremely tough on my own self.  If I don’t get my quota for the day completed, I am stressed.  Needless to say, I guess I’m stressed every day even though I’m feverishly working all the time. I must focus on my smaller goals instead of the gigantic ones daily.   This week I dreamed of designing a car.  Now, is that crazy or what?    I woke up and scratched my head on that one.

What I found works for me is to follow a goal list and I mean follow.  I have created many a goal book, set it aside and come back and found that years later, the goals are all the same.  If I keep three month to six month goals in a tablet that I look at daily, I can scratch off the things that I’ve accomplished.  It is not so overwhelming as the Big Goal Book.   I keep the bigger goals in a binder and break down the monthly in a small tablet I can fit in my purse.  As I look back at the past year, I’m doing OK.   If I rate my success based on my larger goals, I’m disappointed but my baby steps are in progress.  I look back and realize that I’ve actually accomplished quite a bit.

Now, it’s time to kick it in to high gear.  I’m been more relaxed due to the recession as most folks out there aren’t spending but that is no excuse for me.  It’s my time to create, create and market, market, market myself.  Soon, the money will be flowing again and I’ll be in the loop once again.

The best motivation for me is to look to my mentors.  Ok, now that I’ve said that, I’ll keep in mind how they work.  I’ll sleep and dream of big things tonight.  I’ll wake up refreshed.  I’ll go swimming and my brain will be creating on each lap.  I’ll focus on focusing this week!  How about you?