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Salsa Dancing

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 I don't really dance salsa.  I'm more of a swing dance type of gal. I do enjoy salsas of many varieties along with some delicious corn tortilla chips! This was a piece I started a year ago. And now that I've had some time off between contracts, I'm able to finish a lot of pieces that were percolating in my head for the past year.  

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Seattle's Housing Market

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There's a housing boom going on in Seattle. Back in 2003, when I was married, I closed on a house for 209K. Gone are the days of houses for first time homebuyers for anything under 300K. And even if people are lucky enough to score house in Seattle, the price tag is usually around 700K. I don't know anyone who is a first time home buyer who could afford something like that. 

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However, strolling along my favorite  streets, in my favorite neighborhood, I take in the beautiful houses, the manicured lawn's. And I believe that someday I can actually have a house like that. But for now, it's a pie in the sky. 

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Stages of Grief

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When you have something you thought was real, and then all of a sudden it disappears, you're left holding what you thought was something genuine and wondering how it could leave so quickly. You ride the waves of grief, and then you come to acceptance. And you continue on. 

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Caught a Crescent On My Plate, and Life Changed For the Better

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For the total eclipse, my daughter and I made a makeshift pinhole to safely view the event.

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We caught a crescent on our plate.

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Our shadows were blurry.

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Crescent shaped rays of light spread across our kitchen.

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From an astrological view, this eclipse represents change. How magical it is, the weekend after leaving a toxic work environment, I begin this week enjoying the solar eclipse. 

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Leaving behind a place where I felt the answer was always no, to a place of freedom where I call the shots. Where instead of being told no to my ideas, I'm saying yes. 

Costume Making

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My cousin and I were going to the Venice is Sinking masquerade ball and I had waited until the day before to start making my costume. Luckily, I had some playing cards and an idea.

It's amazing what you can make from a deck of cards and a stapler. 

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We ended up winning Best Couple's costume that night. 

Photo credit: http://www.olgaplastino.com/

Photo credit: http://www.olgaplastino.com/

A Pocketful of Gratitude

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November left me depleted and hopeless. I am pretty sure I'm not alone in feeling this way. Do dreams come true? Or is life just maybe not so great? This gloom and doom mentality is out of the ordinary for me. Even in the darkest times, I reach for a pocketful of reserved sparkle. I draw dancing food and half naked ladies. My life is blessed. But the mood of the past few weeks had me questioning the relevancy in even existing.

A few months ago, I had applied and gotten into the local Bizarre Bazaar to sell work along with many other local artists. This event came just at the right time for me. I set up my booth and within minutes, had my first customer. And then the next and the next and so on. People thanked me for creating happy art. Said they needed the giggle. I had forgotten the joy I get hearing people laugh at my jokes, puns, idioms.

Slowly, I came out of my funk. We are all suffering a little. We all have battles. But what I have learned is this; once you can get through the grieving, there is space for immense joy and the possibility of dreams coming true.

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Inked!

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Over a year ago, I experienced true heartbreak with a chap I'd only known for a month or so, but whom I fell head over heels for instantly. Our relationship was a quick fuze, not meant to last. Funny thing about heartbreak, is we can produce the best work as a result. A few days after crying my heart out, I took to my sketchbook. I produced several ice cream pieces. This one has circulated in a few art shows this past year and made its way onto a greeting card. It has been one of my best sellers. 

I received an email over a week ago from someone asking if they could please get this ice cream piece tattooed on them. I responded back quickly granting permission. Honored, touched. She wrote back and said, "Your work is the best personification I've ever seen of my feelings." 

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And today, after a rough week inside beige walls, I received this email with the finished tattoo. It looks amazing. I can't stop looking at it. The tattoo artist captured it perfectly. 

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I should send a thank you out to the universe for sending in that chap to break my heart, which in turn produced a great piece of art work that also went on to touch others. Thank you, Man Cake. 

Send in the Clowns

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When I was a little girl, I loved clowns. I only really knew of the cartoon clowns or the ones illustrated in books. Or the ones in the freezer section of Baskin Robbins. I was so enamored with the clown cones, I begged my father to buy me one. I carried the fragile clown home in a tiny box on my lap. When we got home, I took time to admire the bright colors of the clown face staring up at me. I bit into his shiny colorful face. But the taste was not bright or shiny. The flavors were bland. It was my first food disappointment.

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I still think clowns are ok. And I sketched out 2 clown cones. 

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And then colored them in. Because my thoughts are currently of Halloween and my upcoming show at 55 Bell Art Gallery, my color palette was a bit darker this time around. :)

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Just Around the Corner

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Today on my drive to the other side of town, I noticed a ladybug on my windshield hanging on for dear life. I was on a major interstate, so I couldn't reach her. So I drove, watching her shake against the glass with the wind at her back. I planned my rescue attempt once I was off the fast moving highway and watched and observed. If only she knew that if she moved one way or the other off my windshield, she would be free. The fall might be a bit treacherous, but she would no longer be pressed against the glass hanging on for dear life. 

But she didn't know that. In the moment, surviving was all she was capable of. 

If only we were all so brave to let go, knowing there would be freedom on the other side of fear. Instead of just clinging on in order to survive. Maybe the universe is always showing us this. And we are too caught up to listen.

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Once I reached a stopping point, I parked the car, scooped up the ladybug who was still, thankfully, alive. I carried her to a small patch of greenery and laid her down.  For the rest of the day I thought about this lesson the ladybug demonstrated for me. 

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Later on, I wandered unknown streets in my neighborhood to find a pea patch nestled in the middle of the city. This place is magical. Ethereal at sunset. 

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Today I am grateful for ladybugs. And lady friends!

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