Sunday, October 5, 2014

Making beautiful things



Some things I've been making.


 Decoupage boxes and fairy pendants.


 Doodles from Teller's Tempest. It was magical.


 More doodles, for nothing in particular.



I'm teaching myself jewelry making.



That's what's been going on in my workshop. How about you?

Best thoughts,

Marilyn.

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“Nobody will stop you from creating. Do it tonight. Do it tomorrow. That is the way to make your soul grow — whether there is a market for it or not! The kick of creation is the act of creating, not anything that happens afterward. I would tell all of you watching this screen: Before you go to bed, write a four line poem. Make it as good as you can. Don’t show it to anybody. Put it where nobody will find it. And you will discover that you have your reward.”
~ Kurt Vonnegut


Sunday, August 17, 2014

Make something beautiful every day.

I've been trying to make a little something pretty every day, whether  it's a doodle, a bead thing, a paper toy, a painting or a cake. Today was this page of stampy farm animals made with tiny foam stickers I bought at the Dollar Tree.



Here is a little pendant I made. I molded the bird and heart from baked clay then textured them with gold paint. I've put some of my "makings" up for sale in my etsy shop.

https://www.etsy.com/shop/TheToymaker

 
 

 I have peaches to make a pie but it's too hot to cook. Maybe tomorrow. What have you been making this summer? What new things would you like to learn how to do?

Best thoughts,

Marilyn.




“Whether or not you can never become great at something, you can always become better at it. Don’t ever forget that. And don’t say, “I’ll never be good.” You can become better, and one day you’ll wake up and you’ll find out how good you actually became." ~ Neil deGrasse Tyson

Monday, July 28, 2014

Gerald Manley Hopkins


















The Windhover

I caught this morning morning’s minion, 
kingdom of daylight’s dauphin, dapple-dawn-drawn Falcon, in his riding   
  Of the rolling level underneath him steady air, and striding   
High there, how he rung upon the rein of a wimpling wing   

In his ecstasy! then off, off forth on swing,             

As a skate’s heel sweeps smooth on a bow-bend: the hurl and gliding   
  Rebuffed the big wind. My heart in hiding   
Stirred for a bird,—the achieve of; the mastery of the thing!   

Brute beauty and valour and act, oh, air, pride, plume, here   
  Buckle! AND the fire that breaks from thee then, a billion            

Times told lovelier, more dangerous, O my chevalier!   

  No wonder of it: shéer plód makes plough down sillion   
Shine, and blue-bleak embers, ah my dear,   
  Fall, gall themselves, and gash gold-vermillion.



 ~ Gerald Manley Hopkins

Wednesday, July 23, 2014

Scarab



Many, many years ago I went on a trip to Egypt. It was a grand adventure, I rode a camel, saw the Valley of the Kings and toured the tomb of King Tutankhamen. I bought a beautiful alabaster bowl which sadly broke by the time I got to Greece and a little scarab made of faience that sat in a drawer, neglected.

Last night I made it into a necklace with some odd beads with a bracelet to match.

I haven't really thought much about that trip in years and it's all a jumble of fading memories, sounds and smells, eating watermelon, hot, dry winds, frentic taxi rides, the dusty mummy of a crocodile high on a shelf in a museum. I found this little sketchbook that had a few sketches.



Sometimes it's nice to remember things from a long time ago.

Marilyn.

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"I am a part of all that I have met;
Yet all experience is an arch wherethro'
Gleams that untravell'd world whose margin fades
For ever and forever when I move."


Ulysses ~ Alfred, Lord Tennyson

Friday, May 16, 2014

Old Sketchbooks

I've been going through old sketchbooks and filling the blank pages with new versions of my old drawings.



The flowers on the right were from a beautiful day I spent sketching textiles in the Victoria and Albert Museum in London a very long time ago.   The new doodle is on the left.

Here are some more bits and pieces...


I found this funny bird toy idea that I think is supposed to have articulated parts, where when you pull on the tail the head and feet move... What was I thinking? Note to past self, make notes about the back of the design.

Pen and ink practice


Old sketch on the right, new ornament on the left... 


I like the soft colors on this page. Rather dreamlike, don't you think?

I would love to go back to London just to fill sketchbooks with little lines.  If you could go on a drawing tour anywhere in the world where would tickle your fancy?

Marilyn.

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 “Art washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life.” ~ Pablo Picasso

Monday, May 12, 2014

Ink test

Working on my inking. What do you think, black and white or in color?







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“To practice any art, no matter how well or badly, 
is a way to make your soul grow. So do it.” 

~ Kurt Vonnegut

Sunday, May 11, 2014

The Young Author Faire

I had a superfun time yesterday at the Young Author Fair, sitting under an umbrella at the Tustin Library making toys and paper flowers with kids. The one thing I learned was that it is so important for parents to let their kids play with art.



 We made  flowers using two pieces of construction paper and tape, no scissors needed. So pretty, don't you think?




When the kids started to stress that "It wasn't right." I told them that flowers aren't made in a factory. They grow in a all sizes and kinds.



This brave young lady had written a book on bullying. There were lots of other young authors reading their work. It was a great day! 

Thanks to Barnes and Noble, I got to hang out with lots of wonderful folks and finally got meet awesome writer and artist, Salina Yoon. We've been online friends for years and finally got to meet for reals. :-)



I also got a peek at her new picture book, "Found". It is a winner!



I also got to meet the adorable Sheri Fink and read her books. Her positive energy and enthusiasm is contagious.

I'm inspired!

Marilyn.

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Reading is everything. Reading makes me feel like I’ve accomplished something, learned something, become a better person. Reading makes me smarter. Reading gives me something to talk about later on. Reading is the unbelievably healthy way my attention deficit disorder medicates itself. Reading is escape, and the opposite of escape; it’s a way to make contact with reality after a day of making things up, and it’s a way of making contact with someone else’s imagination after a day that’s all too real. Reading is grist. Reading is bliss.
~ Nora Ephron