My girl showing off her new silver 'Alice-in-Wonderland-shoes' and the hostas blooming behind her. The daisies are also in bloom.
We are very interested in the British Science Fiction show, Doctor Who. This little plumpy is a creature from last season, called an Adipose Baby. I made this glow in the dark one for Azalea, who always gets to be the Dr. when we're playing.
My last post proclaimed my readiness to hit the studio and create....so I did, accompanied by my imagination machine daughter and charming baby son. I unleashed my creative prowess making miniature sweets out of polymer clay! I asked Azalea what she thought we should do while daddy was away at the Best Bead Show in Baltimore and that's what she picked. So, we rolled out polymer, textured it and glazed it, the process similar to actual baking. As you can imagine, we enjoyed ourselves immensely!
Now the kids are asleep and I'm taking the opportunity to collect my thoughts at the end of the day. Sometimes I think I should be more focused, more driven to make art. There are so many thoughtful quotes to remind artists to let nothing come between themselves and their art, or how art is everything and should consume our every moment. I wonder at this notion. My days are occupied mostly by tending to my baby boy and little girl, marveling at their brightness, their brilliant energy. How can my work compete with them? What kind of artist am I that I prefer the whims of a child to more serious work? Its ironic, once I had so much time to make whatever I wished, yet I was empty of anything worth making art about, now, I'm bursting and have no time. Actually, I do have time, I just choose to spend it as Azalea's personal toy factory. Ah well, I keep a sketchbook to catch all my good ideas and there is that magical, quiet time when the house is silent and everyone is asleep. Then I get to work.