Sunday, July 24, 2011

Use Your Wings

I have signed up for two really cool artsy, inspiration/confidence building on-line classes that start in the next couple of weeks, and I'm SO excited I can hardly stand myself!  Weeeeee! :) 

The first class is called "Soul Restoration" and is offered by Brave Girls' Club.  Since I can't go off to the mountains of Idaho for a week for the in person version (which would be super AWESOME and which has been entered five separate times on my Bucket List), this will be the next best thing.  My girlie and I are going to do it together. So, we'll pick a day of the week, put on some cute aprons, cover the kitchen table with butcher paper, hang some green/turquoise/yellow streamers, break out the mod podge and do some art that is intended to clean out the clutter and redecorate our soul houses. :)

The other class is called "Taking Flight" and is taught by Kelly Rae Roberts, an artist, writer and "possibilitarian", who in six years has gone from being a part time Etsy artist to running a home decor empire!  If you aren't familiar with her stuff, she does these amazing mixed media girls with simple, positive messages.  Many of her girls have butterfly or angel wings, which emphasize her philosophy that we should not be afraid to, "find our creative wings and take flight toward the sky of our bliss-filled inspiration--a place where your spirt will soar."

I told you in my first blog post about some of the jobs I have held.  Most of those were more "spirit souring" than "spirit soaring".  Since I've been a closet poet, author, artist all my life, I'm ready, ready, READY to get some air under these rusty ol' wings.  I feel a little like the Tin Man, though.  Anybody got an oil can I could borrow?

In the meantime, my pink/turquoise mood continues...only this time it has wings!  "Write your own songs to sing.  When your bough shakes, use your wings!"

May God bless you today and give your soul lots of lift.

<3 Lori

Tuesday, July 19, 2011

My Dear Little Girlies

Maybe I'm the only one.....But I'm going to go ahead and ask anyway and potentially expose my inner psycho.  Have you ever tried on a garment and hated it SO much that you want to buy it just so that you can take it home, chop it into little pieces, break into a pouring sweat digging a fire pit in the backyard where you can burn the pieces, mix the ashes in with the chicken feed, scoop the chicken poop to use as fertilizer for a flower garden so that you can grow something lovely to replace the nastiness that was that garment you tried on?   No?  Yeah, me neither. ::wipes sweat from brow and tries to hide the shovel::

OK! OK!  I confess!  I did feel that way when I tried on the swimwear that was delivered from Land's End today.  There is not much that is more humbling than trying on a swimsuit.  One more reason to really like winter!  It's basketball season; I look better in darker colors; I like fuzzy slippers, and there's no need for swimwear! Sign me up!

My mom gave me a bag of really old letters from the 1920's and 1930's that she's had in her attic for a long time to use in my art projects.  In some of them, a grandmother writes to her granddaughters beginning her letters with, "My dear little girlies".  I LOVE that!  I want to be one of those girls receiving those letters!  So, I used one of the greetings in my new mixed media piece called "My Dear Little Girlies".

Against a background of weight loss schemes, girdle ads, and dress patterns from a 1950's McCall's magazine, my little love note to all the girlies who might have to try on swimwear this summer is this:

Not a size two
And happy to be
The only girl who
Can be perfectly ME.

And feel free to call if you need a hand with your garden. :)

May the Lord bless you today and remind you of how perfectly perfect you are.

<3 Lori