a few freebies for you to downlaod and print for your altered artwork

Spend all your time waiting for that second chance,for the break that will make it ok

there's always some reason to feel “not good enough? And it's hard at the end of the day

I need some distraction, oh beautiful release

Memories seep from my veins

They may be empty and weightless, and maybe I'll find some peace tonight

In the arms of an Angel, fly away from here

From this dark, cold hotel room, and the endlessness that you fear

You are pulled from the wreckage of your silent reverie

You're in the arms of an Angel; may you find some comfort here

So tired of the straight line, and everywhere you turn there's vultures and thieves at your back

The storm keeps on twisting, you keep on building the lies that you make up for all that you lack

It don't make no difference, escaping one last time

It's easier to believe in this sweet madness, oh this glorious sadness

That brings me to my knees

In the arms of an Angel, far away from here

From this dark, cold hotel room, and the endlessness that you fear

You are pulled from the wreckage of your silent reverie in the arms of an Angel;

May you find some comfort here

and they came, both dressed in my favorite color

bringing gifts of love and laughter

mother's day 2009

IN VINO VERITAS

when i was first given this challenge it looked like an almost impossible feat. the tin lay squooshed on my desk lifeless for days. then i decided to give it a coat of gesso to minimize the thought of it being an aluminum can. more days passed and i could see nothing. then i opened a drawer and found a copper earring that looked just like a hat and i thought of maybe trying Sancho Panza. more days of idleness then suddenly my paperclay faces popped out of the same drawer and i began to paint one that would fit the hat. finally LIFE. from then on it was a labour of love giving him his arms and body. he spoke to me and guided me through the whole process non-stop for about four hours. art from nothing, amazing how it happens.

red, red

and more red

ALTERED BOOK PAGE

using findings, an old book cover, fabric, rubber stamping and beading

my interiors are a never-ending project. it seems like the home is never quite done or ready, always a new set of sheets to buy because last year's are beginning to wear, new seasons warranting new plants, pictures and photographs needing framing or simply technology that becomes obsolete. so have been putting some effort into adding some touches around the house and filling up the empty spaces.

finally got to frame Margaret's (MAMMA) beaded bird. it just stands out so much more now that it is framed. and cathy's took a little longer since the size of the print was so unusual. it now awaits its hardware and it will be ready to hang in the living room.

this week's challenge for MAMMA's is rhinestone cowboy. I much prefer the serenading cowboy who barbecues, rides the wildreness and serenades me by the light of the moon so i assembled an ATC depicting a guitar instead of adding bling to my perfect cowboy, sam elliot, who wouldn't need them anyway, he's totally hot.
now this is my idea of the perfect, I mean PERFECT cowboy.

how can i keep from singing happy birthday beautiful

pete seeger 90 years old today

an american treasure

How Can I keep from Singing?
My life goes on in endless song
Above earths lamentations,I hear the real, though far-off hymnThat hails a new creation.Through all the tumult and the strifeI hear its music ringing,It sounds an echo in my soul.How can I keep from singing? While though the tempest loudly roars,I hear the truth, it liveth.And though the darkness round me close,Songs in the night it giveth.No storm can shake my inmost calm,While to that rock I'm clinging.Since love is lord of heaven and earthHow can I keep from singing? When tyrants tremble in their fearAnd hear their death knell ringing,When friends rejoice both far and nearHow can I keep from singing? In prison cell and dungeon vileOur thoughts to them are winging,When friends by shame are undefiledHow can I keep from singing?

happy birthday beautiful

Sinsemilla by PeregrineBlue on Polyvore.com

"The woods are lovely, dark and deep..." by grace2244 on Polyvore.com