Author: Becky

30 Days of Creativity: Day 22

Today, I went back to Keri Smith’s wonderful This is Not a Book, page 156:

Braving the mosquitoes and the heat to go on my adventure, I came to a stop sign, walked ten more steps, and looked down at:

My feet (with professionally polished toenails, because there’s nothing like a good pedicure)
Gravelly asphalt with some dead leaves
A bed of beautiful, pale yellow lantana

I do love lantana, and it’s very forgiving of our heat and soil. We used to have some come up next to the house, but after we turned that area into a stone-covered walking path, it hasn’t come back. I think it will; it just needs to find a way past The Oleander That WIll Not Die. (I secretly congratulate the oleander, even though I know if we let it go unchecked, it’s reaching its poisonous branches toward Tim’s windows, seeking vengeance for that day.)

For 30 Days of Creativity.
Photo shot with my Nikon; I added the Polaroid effect using Picnic.

30 Days of Creativity: Day 21

I went back to the kitchen for today’s creative effort. Here are the results:


Breads: homemade banana nut bread and cornbread
Soup: lentils, beef, carrots, onions, potatoes, peas, green beans, rice, corn, celery
Salad

Oh, and Tim got creative, too, JUST FOR LINDSEY:

Which made Margot smile.

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30 Days of Creativity: Day 20

Happy birthday to my friend James!

The other day, Tim and I were at the Galleria (I know…that IS weird) when I spotted this book:

Er, I guess this is NOT a book, but whatever. It has all kinds of quirky or creative instructions inside, and I liked this one:


So I did it, and here is the stream of my thoughts:


(view large on black)

For more information on This Is Not a Book, you can check out author Keri Smith’s web site and even purchase the book from her. Or find it at your favorite local or online bookseller.

For 30 Days of Creativity.

A soft goodbye

Perfection Wasted

And another regrettable thing about death
is the ceasing of your own brand of magic,
which took a whole life to develop and market—
the quips, the witticisms, the slant
adjusted to a few, those loved ones nearest
the lip of the stage, their soft faces blanches
in the footlight glow, their laughter close to tears,
their tears confused with their diamond earrings,
their warm pooled breath in and out with your heartbeat,
their response to your performance twinned.
The jokes over the phone. The memories packed
in the rapid-access file. The whole act.
Who will do it again? That’s it: no one;
imitators and descendants aren’t the same.

Saturday’s memorial service for Don introduced me to this poem by John Updike.

30 Days of Creativity: Day 19

This is a photo I took of my monitor when it’s showing a new page I created. My One Word Art site is still online, and I also have a page for my True Colors series. This photo is of a page I made featuring other art I have for sale that isn’t part of a series (or may be part of a series in progress). Anyway, if you get a chance, check out my Other Works page sometime. As always, thanks for linking to, supporting, and buying my paintings!

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30 Days of Creativity: Day 17

One of my favorite amateur sleuths of all time is Pamela North from the Mr. and Mrs. North Mysteries written by Frances and Richard Lockridge. The novels were set in Manhattan during the World War II era. When reading one of the books as a teen, I was charmed that Pamela North wore rompers. There was something endearing about a grown woman wearing the same thing my mother used to sew for me to wear when I was a little girl.

In honor of two women who made me want to be a writer, here’s my model Susannah wearing a romper that I sewed on Thursday.

For 30 Days of Creativity. The fabric is a gift of Marika; the ribbon belt is a gift of Laura C. Susannah is posing in front of an unfinished painting by Timothy J. Lambert.

30 Days of Creativity: Day 16

For around ten thousand years, or at least since 2002, I’ve used this tiny sketch pad (approximately 5.5 x 4 inches) to make simple line drawings of things I see in Montrose or around The Compound. There really aren’t that many sketches in it because I keep forgetting I have it. Whenever I find it again, I’m always surprised by how much I enjoy looking back at the sketches and vow to do more of them.

Here’s the first new one I’ve done in two years:

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