Knocking at the Right Door
Laugh Along WITH Me

Recently I went to yoga, which had moved to a new location. In order to enter the bathroom at the new location, you have to enter a code.  I went out into the hall, entered the code, red light flashes. Hmmmm. 

I enter the code again, hit enter, red light flashes. 
I enter the code again, hit enter, red light flashes. 
I enter the code again, hit enter, red light flashes. 

You are getting a hint into a personality trait of mine.  Maybe someone is in there?  I leave.  Then I return. 

I enter the code again, hit enter, red light flashes. 
I enter the code again, hit enter, red light flashes. 
I enter the code again, hit enter, red light flashes. 

"Maybe I am not doing this right," I think.  
Class is about to start.  
I abandon my mission and go to the class.  

The next week the same thing happens. I go out to the hall, I enter the code, hit enter, red light flashes. Hmmmm.

I enter the code again, hit enter, red light flashes. 
I enter the code again, hit enter, red light flashes. 
I enter the code again, hit enter, red light flashes. 

I like to figure things out on my own.  But that doesn't always work well.  I'm learning. 
Finally, I decide to ask the leader of the class for help.  I sheepishly say, "I guess I'm not as technologically skilled as I thought I was because I cannot get into the bathroom.  Can you give me a little tutorial?" 

The teacher kindly walks into the hallway, gets to the door I had been entering the code into, and keeps on walking to the door which has the sign "Women" over it.  

It's okay, laugh along WITH me, because I laughed.  I'm learning that sometimes to knock on the right door, you need to ask for help.

Experience

This doll should be named Experience because she has gone through many changes. She sat on a shelf in my workroom for a long time until this week, when I decided to stitch a body covering on her.  I was dissatisfied with the messy paint marks on the body which needed covering up. 


She started as a cloth doll where I experimented with a different paint type.
But I didn't like the slick surface.  


So I added a layer of tube bandaging.  
Then I painted two coats of glue on top of that.  


Then I painted over the glue. 



Now working on a body covering and she should be done soon.  

The Yesterday Tree

A few weeks ago, I took the day to drive to the coast here in Maine.  The salt air clears the head in so many ways.  On the way, I stopped to look again at the house that was built by one of my ancestors. I've written about that house here.  I am fascinated by the house but also the TREE that stands so majestically next to the house.


Who knows how old this tree is?  Was it there before the house was built or did someone plant it? Someone at some time either planted it, or decided to let it grow when they were clearing the land for the house and farm. Over the years, subsequent owners let this tree be, and it has grown to be majestic.



We all make decisions like this - what to plant, or what to let grow. This tree is a metaphor. What will I intentionally establish, protect and nurture today so that future generations will benefit? There's a lot to think about in answering that question.  What do I wish I had done yesterday?  There's a list for sure. Some of those things I can still do.  Time to get crackin'.  Er...preserving.


Thoughts Over Coffee -
What I Wish I'd Done Yesterday


I'm glad I made this mug with 
my younger son when he was a toddler!

(A repost from the past - something I still want to think about). 

I start my day with coffee.  And with thinking.  Sometimes I write my thoughts and prayers in a journal. Today as I was creeping down the stairs trying not to wake the dog or the kids I was a bit mad at myself.  Usually I make coffee the night before, and I hadn't done it.  That made me think of other things I hadn't done.  So I was mentally making a list of all I hadn't done and wish I had.  This is dumb.

But I might be wrong.  Maybe making a list of what I wish I'd done in my yesterdays can inform today's to-do list.  Do I wish I had exercised yesterday?  Yes.   Will I wish I had tomorrow?   Yes.   Shouldn't that be on today's list?   Yes. That way I can turn regrets into something positive.   Pssst!  It's called learning, Dixie.  There are other things on the list that are as important.    Maybe my list should be called "What I Will Be Glad I Have Done."  And then do it.

An Art Goal: Use Only Supplies on Hand

The comedy show we were planning for Project Graduation 2017 was a success. It made a decent amount of money. That is good! It was a tremendous amount of work, but the event was a tremendous amount of fun, so there was a built in reward for the work. Juston McKinney did a superb job performing for a crowd consisting of students, parents, teachers and grandparents.  When we booked him, he agreed to do a PG show appropriate for teens and adults. I think he hit the mark spot on. I would recommend him without reservation for your event, if you are looking for a comedian for a show. 


So now I am working on taxes.  Printing out documents of last years art supply purchases steels my resolve to only make art from materials on hand.  I got some books and supplies at Christmas that I am looking forward to using in the coming months. I have a few areas I want to learn about - the books above give a hint.  I will probably be working on two dimensional works for a while as that is easier to fit into how life and family are working right now.  


"Do not let what you cannot do
keep you from doing what you can do."

John Wooden




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