PINK IS...OR USED TO BE...

It's 'Roy G Biv' time again and this months color is PINK.

Many years ago I wrote a poem about pink and how I hated it because it was considered a weak color...a 'girl' color.

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PINK

frothy pink party dresses enveloped in ruffles and lace

pink is frilly

pastel pink petticoats peeking from beneath clouds

pink is flirty

sweet pink cotton candy dripping sticky down the chin

pink is fleeting

petal pink cherry blossoms dancing in the breeze

pink is fluttery

pale pink rose buds blushing in the sun

pink is fragile

pink is soft

pink is silly

boys don't wear pink

only girls wear pink

i don't want to be pink

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The years have changed my view.

now... AT THE END OF THE DAY...

I know pink is power...princess power...girl power.

5 SHADES OF GREY

Missed doing Roy G Biv last month because I was on vacation.  Had a wonderful time but glad to be home. 

Grey is not a hard color to find around here during October. 

Rocks always make me feel

GROUNDED

I even found a little grey in

HAWAII

and if I had run out of other places to look...

all I have to do is look in the mirror.

I am glad to back in my studio

as I get ready for the holidays and an art and craft holiday show coming up in November...

AT THE END OF THE DAY...what better place to spend the rainy grey days of winter.

 

A SUMMER TO REMEMBER

...it was a long hot dry summer...

...and then it was gone...

just like that...with a storm unequaled so early in the season...

...the wind peeled the bark right off the trees...

...i'm not fond of the heat but i'm sorry to see summer go...

...we did get a lot accomplished this year...

...stumps were taken out ...a chimney was removed and the roof patched...

...and the new deck just needs a coat of paint which will go on in the next couple of weeks...

...the room that is becoming my office...so i can get all the computer stuff out of the living room...should be complete by christmas...

 

...so now it's time to concentrate on the next week...an art show coming up over the weekend...

...and two days later my daughter and i are leaving for Hawaii on vacation...and a wedding...

...there has been a lot to process this year and of course there will be more...after i get back...like a tree removal before anymore wind storms...maybe a couple of art showings or  sales in October and November...and of course the holidays...

 

...when i come home with new projects waiting lined up in my now tidy studio...and a new year fast approaching...all the thinking i did during the lazy days when it was to hot to do much else will result in some decisions...

...and...AT THE END OF THE DAY...as fall and winter approach...i'll be ready for a new direction...and whatever it brings...

PLEASE...NO MORE BROWN

Like the rest of the country Washington state is PARCHED and brown.

A normal summer for us is sitting by the water

or walking along the shore looking for textures

 enjoying the wildlife

 and leaving FOOTPRINTS in the sand.

This year as we close the door on summer

sportsmen may be SKIPPING HUNTING SEASON this year and memories will be clouded by a haze of smoke nearly all over the state.

AT THE END OF THE DAY...we will give a big sigh of relief as the rains start and the fires become a thing of the past.

 

WHEN I'M AN OLD WOMAN

...i shall wear purple...or if i choose...

...a kaleidoscope of colors...

...after all, every woman needs to have...

 A LITTLE BITE OF MYSTERY

  

  

  SHINING THROUGH

...her life......because it's a...

 

        DAISY JUNGLE

...out there...and...

AT THE END OF THE DAY...becoming an old woman should be an adventure...just like looking for VIOLET or PURPLE...

BOOKS BOOKS AND BOOKED

Learning about bookbinding is intense...

...from beginning...

...to end...

 Just learning about what kind of thread to use is mind boggling, and the stitching, I don't even want to talk about all the different kinds of stitching

My hand is getting tired because I can't cut fast enough because I need a new GOOD paper cutter.  Plus I thought I had enough paper to last a lifetime...until I started making books.

But the fun part is designing them and figuring out all the things I can use for covers.  My brain just won't slow down.  Before I get one finished I have an idea for another.

Between getting enough books done for Art in the Park in September and getting ready to leave for Hawaii for ten days two days after the show...

AT THE END OF THE DAY...I think I'm booked for the rest of summer...

NOT AN EASY SEARCH

...i was of two minds as to whether to even do the Roy G Biv search for Indigo this month... it's not an easy color to pin down...

...but i stayed on the fringe of the fun for too long and this year i am determined to play every month......so i put on some...

RHYTHM AND BLUES

...walked among the flowers...and even used my...

NIGHT VISION

 and...AT THE END OF THE DAY...i just made it...

 BY THE SEAT OF HER (my) PANTS

STUBBORN OR IDEALISTIC

I watched a bird knock itself against my windows all day every day for over a week this spring.

It banged awhile on the studio window then moved to the house and hit the office window then the sun room.

I think it fascinated me because even though all I ever get is a headache when I bang my head continuously against something...

...until I come up with a better answer I tend to do the same thing over and over again because I know what to expect...and sometimes that's easier to live with than the unexpected.

Getting a handle on change is never easy.  

When it is related to aging it can really be a tangled mess...and very hard to face.

One of the harder issues for me to deal with about growing older is getting stuck on the island of physical limitations. 

How do I go from...I can't do it anymore...to either discovering a new way to do it...

or deciding  when to move on in a new direction.

It's all about finding new patterns.  I have begun meditating and journaling again each morning and new patterns are beginning to emerge.  It's an ongoing process...a lifetime process.  The alternative is to become old...

and..AT THE END OF THE DAY...I'm not ready for that...

MY BLUE HEAVEN

...searching for Roy B Giv again...

The  ICY VEIL of winter has finally lifted.

Although the DELICATE BALANCE between rain and sun hasn't quite settled.

SHEEPISH animal mothers are showing off their tiny offspring so driving on our road is slow and careful for awhile.

I am taking TIME FOR REFLECTION...

...while I LISTEN TO THE WIND blow the final dust off of spring.

AT THE END OF THE DAY...I'm looking forward to summer...

MY BLUE HERON