You Can Have My Waffles When You Pry Them Out Of My Cold Dead Fingers

I think I may have developed some sort of wheat allergy, or possibly adult-onset celiac disease. I’m having all sorts of annoying symptoms that I’ve just realized only seem to show up when I eat wheat products. It is inconvenient, because I still have most of a rather expensive 50-lb sack of whole wheat berries sitting in my pantry, and also because I REALLY LOVE WHEAT PRODUCTS. I mean, how do you make waffles without wheat? How do you make PIZZA without wheat??

And frankly, a life without waffles or pizza does not bear dwelling upon.

So I am hoping that it’s something else. I shall stop eating wheat…any day now…and if the itchy rash, the headaches, and the, um, digestive difficulties go away, then I’ll officially know the culprit is wheat.

I’m sort of hoping that they don’t, though. Because then I can try giving up something else that I don’t love quite so much, and enjoy my beloved wheat products with unfettered abandon. Seriously, I would rather be allergic to BEEF or GARLIC or freaking ICE CREAM than wheat.

I mean, this is AMERICA. I’m pretty sure that waffles are one of the basic constitutional rights.

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Wordless Wednesday: September Sunset

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Wordless Wednesday: Bumper Crop

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Apparently I Stopped Being An Artist For 12 Years So My Kids Could Survive Childhood.

This reawakening of my artistic drive has been an incredible experience for me. As long as I limit myself to short 30-minute bursts of working on my Christmas card project during the mornings and early afternoons, and make sure to get plenty of fresh air and exercise in between sessions, the whole thing is one big joyous renaissance of creative bliss. Seriously, it’s like a drug.

But I have learned something about myself: I cannot be a good artist and a good parent at the same time. When it’s time to drive to the bus stop and pick up the kids after school, I have to shut down my computer before I go and leave it off until after they’re in bed. Because as a Solitary Artist I am joyful and inspired and full of happy, but as an Artist Who Keeps Getting Interrupted By The Needs Of Children I am cranky and impatient and snappish. Apparently art mode and mom mode are mutually incompatible frames of mind. Hunh.

So anyway, my Christmas card. I’m creating it entirely from scratch in Photoshop, which means it won’t be quite as polished as what I could make with the Corel Paint program, but it will still be quite lovely. Eventually I will get my Mac’s memory upgraded and then I can get all fancy with Corel Paint.

This is the beginning of something big. I can feel it.

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Searching For A Style

Last November (holy timewarp Batman, was that almost a year ago??) I posted a retrospective of my artistic styles and mentioned that right before I had kids I was making a little money painting portraits of peoples’ horses. I thought maybe now with the Wacom tablet I could get back into doing that, but in a digital medium.

But I’ve realized modern technology has made that too easy to be profitable. Thanks to the magic of Photoshop, no painting skills are needed to turn a plain old photo…

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…into greeting-card-worthy art…

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…in just a few minutes. Why would folks pay for something they could do so easily themselves?

No, if I’m going to make a living at this I’ll need to create my own unique style, something that can’t be duplicated just by adding a few filters in some art program.

Right now my artistic hero is Hayao Miyazaki of Studio Ghibli — his breezy, joyful animation first caught my attention in “Kiki’s Delivery Service” and absolutely won my heart in “My Neighbor Totoro.” I watch his movies with a kind of wistful admiration, studying his images, trying to figure out exactly what makes them so appealing, hoping someday I can be even half the artist that guy is. BUT, his style is his own, and I need to find mine. I have a basic idea for a Christmas card I’d like to create this year; it’s the sort of design concept that will allow for lots of playing around with different looks. I’m hoping by the time it’s finished I’ll have a better idea of where I want to go with my art. Also, handing out Christmas cards with your own artwork on them is practically like handing out business cards and free samples, right? That’s the theory, anyway.

Have I mentioned how unbelievably good it feels to be back in the artistic saddle? Even the dreams I have at night are tossing me ideas!

It is good.

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