I can hardly make it a day without creating something. What I find hard to do is write about it!! I've been taking on-line altered art classes. There are so many creative people. If I can find the nerve I will post photos of some of the art pieces I've done recently. I adore Christy Tomlinson at http://www.christytomlinson.typepad.com/ and had so much fun taking her "She Art Classes". If you've never visited her blog.....you should. As she would say......it is so darn cute! I also just love Tim Holtz http://timholtz.com/ and so wish I could attend one of his live classes/events. I almost forgot to mention Donna Downey http://www.donnadowney.com/studio and Donna has the best "Inspiration Wednesday" altered journal creations!!
I've added a new item for My Altered Journey Shop......take a look and let me know what you think.
I just love the coastal lifestyle. When making altered art projects these items remind me of my sweet mother. I miss her so much. I went back and read a few of my blog post from a couple of years ago and the tears started to flow.
I have the most wonderful Christmas memories of my Mother.She loved Christmas and always said “nothing is tacky at Christmas ~ anything and everything goes”!We would take car rides to see the lights and my Mother would clap her hands at every home we passed.I so wish I had her with me so she could see my home decorated.My son Dustin who is now 29 would be allowed to pick one ornament from Mother’s Christmas tree every year.I would try to steer him in the direction of the most beautiful ornament…..but he had to have the ones that looked old and worn.Many of those ornaments adorn our tree each year ~ a unique blend of old and new.For years Mother would buy kits and make her own ornaments ~ Bells, Christmas Trees, Santa, Little Houses, Reindeer with so many beads, glitter, ribbon…..just beautiful.
Yes….we had the “Silver Christmas Tree” with the light that would rotate and change colors….red, blue, green!We also had a fake fireplace made out of cardboard that we would hang our stockings from.Every year Mother would make my Dad put it up…..even though it had faded.Home Fires ~ they are the warmth and the light that sparks our imaginations, kindle our recollections of special people and places, and welcome us home ~ our fireplace did not need real fire ~ our Christmas was exceptional and celebrated traditions.
My Mother Margaret created Christmas magic.I appreciate this now as all the feelings of love come back to me.Nobody could do Christmas better!
Lord, may I truly value every moment spent with my loved ones while this life is so briefly mine.