Holiday Festival Season is Nearly Upon Us

After last year's holiday season, the Professor and I decided to limit this year's participation. "Why?" you may be asking. We worked hard to create hand-made journals for months in preparation. And we did not break even. Not even close.

This is not an uncommon fate for the artists you see at these festivals. They pay a fee (sometimes substantial) to just be showing you their creations. Then they often pay a percentage of the sale price (can be as much as 40%) to the organization hosting the event. In order to make even a small wage, prices may appear high to the regular chain, big-box store. Most of these talented artists do not make a livable wage, so they keep a day job to support their passion. When you purchase an item at a local craft festival, not only are you supporting the artist who created the unique item, but you are keeping your funds in the pockets that reside in your area. It is a win for the artist and the community.

And that rant is yours free of charge!

Anyway, I said all that to explain my absence in the local Holiday Festivals this year. We have chosen instead to open our shared studio and provide an extremely low cost venue for other artists to share their creations. We're excited to try this idea out. If it works, we could do it more often.

So if you're around Bellingham either Friday, November 4 or Friday, December 2, plan to come downtown and see what these talented artists have for you. (If you're elsewhere, check out your local artists. They will have wonderful offerings for you, I'm certain.)

Oh, and I'll have a few things available as well. Sure would love to see you. And you, of course, know why. Because I love you. Bunches.

Meet Bekah

After much planning, procrastination and prayer on my part, I have asked a very talented  woman to join my team and keep my online presence in order. Bekah Willis  is a gifted writer who knows the ins and outs of cyberspace. She has fearlessly visited all my online sites and corralled them all into one place. She suggested that perhaps it would be easier for people to find me if I were to use my name instead of the anonymous  "Meanderings Northwest." She's kind of smart that way.

As a disorganized, Creative Explorer, I feel successful if I occasionally post images of studio progress. Never mind that my store (s) and gallery have not had a new posting in ages. My Etsy store listings expired months (years?) ago, never to be renewed. Keeping up with that kind of business is not something I enjoy. I  simply prefer getting my hands into the paint.

Bekah is the solution to this problem. She will be able to keep my store and gallery online up to date. She will motivate me to communicate with you more regularly. She has already taken a mishmash of sites and streamlined their presentation. She is truly a gift. I did go in and tweak some things (don't shoot me, Bekah), but she has the final say. I am so grateful for her willingness to apply her gifts and talents to my work. Once she gets me shipshape, she will be looking for other creative souls to organize.

Bekah is currently located in Florida with her husband, expecting their first son, Peyton, in the fall.

Joy in the Water

The benefits of sharing studio space are numerous:  encouragement, accountability, instruction, inspiration and critique, to name a few. I have the privilege of sharing space with six other artists. We are a diverse group including painters in a variety of mediums, those who collage, recycle artists and even one fiber artist complete with antique 4x4 loom. Our studio schedules do not always coincide, but we all usually come together the first Friday of every month between 6pm-9pm for the monthly Downtown Bellingham Art Walk. Next Friday, August 7, is the August Art Walk.

Many of you know I have been recently working on creating women. Next Friday, many of those pieces will be available for viewing for the first time. The last few ladies in this process have become a series I've entitled the Gaudy Ladies, due to their vibrant primary colors. Most of my ladies have simply been faces, but one of my studio mates challenged me to create a full scale Gaudy Lady on a 5' x 2.5' (really BIG) canvas I had stashed away. After resisting for longer than I care to admit, I began the work I have currently titled "Song of Joy"this week.

It began with collage, using sacred sheet music from my grandmother.

After that I added a sheer coat of yellow as an under painting. I then added my lady.

I particularly like her hair at this point. Everything else is up for grabs...
Next came the flowers I knew she needed.

Yesterday I began the work on the background.

I expect to get her finished this weekend and have her hanging for Friday's Art Walk. Come out and see how she ends up.

This is not something I would have tackled before my association with my studio mates. My fear of failure would have kept me from even trying. In fact, I must regularly tell my Inner Critic (I.C.) that this is simply an experiment... That it doesn't have to be perfect... Or the best... Or sell! I simply must continue doing the work.

So far my I.C. has been held at bay even though he is rarely silent. Perhaps I will surpass his ugly expectations one more time.

Please don't let your nasty, negative, nit-picking Inner Critic keep you from even sticking your toe in the water of your dreams. Thank him (or her!) for his opinion, but you are choosing to risk all those terrible things just this once. That you want to see for yourself what will happen.

And you can even tell him that Jenny thinks he may be over-reacting, the water of your dreams is truly magical and worth ricking a little splash.

I think your dreams are yours for the making. I think that is why they were given to you. Go for it!

Because I love you. Bunches.

Unintended Consequences

When I began my journey of creating 100 pieces centered on women, I chose the ambiguous word "making" to give myself the freedom to use any medium that seemed interesting. I've learned to draw a recognizable female face, both with realism and abstraction in pencil, pen, marker and various types of paint. I've begun to explore highlighting and shadowing to bring dimension. I've grown in confidence as well as skill.

These outcomes I expected.

What I didn't expect was how my day now feels incomplete without creating some kind of lady, how 100 days passes in a heartbeat, how quickly one can assemble a body of work, and how I could easily spend the next year exploring this theme.

But 10 days ago my paintbrush introduced me to my growing tribe of Gaudy Ladies. Who knew I had such joy and delight and color inside me? I can barely wait to get into the studio to see who my brush will create next. What an adventure!

Would I have found them without first doing the 80+ pieces that came before? Who knows. And that no longer matters to me. I'm having the time of my life with these colorful women!

I share all this with you, Precious One, because your own version of my Gaudy Ladies hides inside you wanting to be discovered. Your "ladies" might be songs or dance moves or photographs or poems or stories or flower beds or teachings or massive weights moved or clothes made or closets ordered or books read or any number of skills. You need only choose a task to practice regularly. Your heart is probably giving you hints where to start. Your Creator is faithfully giving you clues on your genre.

I think you may already know where to begin. And what begins as a chore might just develop into incredible joy. Really.

Don't be afraid; dare to follow your heart. Share your task with one other person daily.  Sometimes the accountability of texting an image daily was the only thing that kept me creating!

You truly do have it in you. I believe in the process and I believe in you.

Because I love you. Bunches.