tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3664504476947795422024-02-24T17:21:20.605-06:00An Artist Labyrinth: Ginny Stiles CZTThis is the first, wildest, wisest thing I know:
the soul exists...it is built entirely out of attentiveness.Ginny Stileshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05398435606793199775noreply@blogger.comBlogger1826125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-366450447694779542.post-44979484383122313922024-02-24T17:20:00.000-06:002024-02-24T17:20:49.670-06:00Fun With Journaling <p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"> I am posting today for a couple of reasons...one, I am behind in posts again (oh no). AND I would like to post some of my favorite books about journaling for a presentation here in Madison in March so the class can just come here for the resources. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">So let's begin with the books. All of these are available although I will mention that two are out of print and you have to buy used. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Here is the list of fun book resources for journaling:</span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">1. <i>How to Make a Journal Your Life </i>by d. price</span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">2. <i>Art Before Breakfast </i>by Danny Gregory</span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">3. <i>How to Draw without Talent</i> by Danny Gregory</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">4. <i>Draw Your Day</i> by Samantha Dion Baker</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">5. <i>The Complete Decorated Journal </i>by Gwen Diehn now out of print but available used for about $7.50 including shipping</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">6. <i>An Illustrated Life</i> by Danny Gregory</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">7. <i>A Life in Hand</i> by Hannah Hinchman (1999 available still...roughly $15 for a used copy. This book is, I think, considered a sort of "journalist's bible". Hannah is sort of the founder of modern journaling. Note Danny Gregory reviews this book <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F0_DJOEVe04&t=4s">here</a>. You might actually find this even better than getting the book! I believe it's a two part video if you want to watch both. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">I'll finish the blog today with a few photos of some of the Zentangle® valentines I used to inspire the classes I taught here at Oakwood in February. Here are 3 I created for my great grandchildren!</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjSP8-oMjdGbObtpVbV8lOqWPT5OyF_qjAhHzEElNxye9saYL_LGULBbdegEdoZoy_hKIkxH3GC4XoJd1HzrZgPTjzBktMPQPPcdVKsYo9dUzW9vC_Y1iFPhxBYTjVxRj31Y9ZAqlJZCugZ-psfvs8BYghhXtpp3r4ypRXo_zJXL3oxGjZNn7uLzgE-Igk" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="549" data-original-width="640" height="549" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjSP8-oMjdGbObtpVbV8lOqWPT5OyF_qjAhHzEElNxye9saYL_LGULBbdegEdoZoy_hKIkxH3GC4XoJd1HzrZgPTjzBktMPQPPcdVKsYo9dUzW9vC_Y1iFPhxBYTjVxRj31Y9ZAqlJZCugZ-psfvs8BYghhXtpp3r4ypRXo_zJXL3oxGjZNn7uLzgE-Igk=w640-h549" width="640" /></a></span></div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /><span style="font-family: inherit;">And here are a few more assorted ones to inspire my class.</span></span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj_DYdNvb0iEu68NFAz2L9dFhDSZfraJHsM0lZpY8oKXyYi13czxBKJDrgM7JWWUgF-vF1OTrJDfPTOPIW9cZlXdAPo12CBBXW3R3udFDzN3aStM-JThpAGwo-V2xauSJ-0BbM1Gjuq9SEUo-RB6JKCUZ9ARRarYvwZedTkWN0Wi-WVvgTEJUTooDTR__A" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img alt="" data-original-height="513" data-original-width="640" height="514" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj_DYdNvb0iEu68NFAz2L9dFhDSZfraJHsM0lZpY8oKXyYi13czxBKJDrgM7JWWUgF-vF1OTrJDfPTOPIW9cZlXdAPo12CBBXW3R3udFDzN3aStM-JThpAGwo-V2xauSJ-0BbM1Gjuq9SEUo-RB6JKCUZ9ARRarYvwZedTkWN0Wi-WVvgTEJUTooDTR__A=w640-h514" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><br /></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p>Ginny Stileshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05398435606793199775noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-366450447694779542.post-46737247244236790232023-12-25T15:46:00.003-06:002023-12-25T15:46:12.597-06:00A Long Time Coming: Christmas Day 2023<p> <span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;"> </span></p><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><p></p></blockquote><p> <span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">So now here I am writing on Christmas Day afternoon. A little spot fell into my time frame between events where I suddenly thought of all the photos I've been dropping into the "blog file" as time as gone. </span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">My goodness but it's been a LONG time since I pulled up my blog. You surely have thought I'd given it up. But no...I just needed a break for awhile. The big decision now is </span>just<span style="font-family: inherit;"> what is </span>important<span style="font-family: inherit;"> to share. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;">I'll start from now and work backwards a bit...here is my family (missing 5 people) but that is pretty darn amazing to get THAT many in one place! Held here at Oakwood on Dec 9. Some of my blog followers already saw this picture. But I just had to share it again. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEimmK0sn2cjmlGuHQ5NZYjVjhv2urtlUIGxXYT7RJoaae8L5YWyv9N9Ao7Pu6EB49fwwyqLqOL4gfF_pAsVwQ7tdOUs4VgZ6efGshbX1901ox1rZGInolnL1ZGsnmnnClxaUYwCVT3zRYmM6UDTB8GejL8dhLa3E_ey4yqI5_x8odjQ4_usMZhBtm_VmkY" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="617" data-original-width="640" height="385" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEimmK0sn2cjmlGuHQ5NZYjVjhv2urtlUIGxXYT7RJoaae8L5YWyv9N9Ao7Pu6EB49fwwyqLqOL4gfF_pAsVwQ7tdOUs4VgZ6efGshbX1901ox1rZGInolnL1ZGsnmnnClxaUYwCVT3zRYmM6UDTB8GejL8dhLa3E_ey4yqI5_x8odjQ4_usMZhBtm_VmkY=w400-h385" width="400" /></a></span></span></div><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /><span style="font-family: inherit;">My last blog post was spring and summer so I pretty much slipped over autumn. I'll just drop two little sketches here about autumn...a little sketch walking in the prairie here at Oakwood and then under the lovely Sycamore Tree next to our apartment. It was a nice autumn...not as bright as some in the past but still pretty. We left the cabin a bit early this year--September 8--although others followed and used the cabin up to the closing in early October. </span></span></span><p></p><p><br /></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"></span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhaBjzpZ5oYr_toEn56usYCP1YBXFHwiB89K9ocUv61z8Bsnh9MchmrUQZhDCg9V8YGho82gkCAcdbx23bNwuUh3DPFoJEplGNJkPBDaKTsBpTb_qk8ixKMZNeHjFjMMxPwy0Ug9L9eeE8S39o2ZourtOjdUCP9CAhDaO1jlGnsdow1LlvzTAlTZmgMV7s" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="465" data-original-width="640" height="466" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhaBjzpZ5oYr_toEn56usYCP1YBXFHwiB89K9ocUv61z8Bsnh9MchmrUQZhDCg9V8YGho82gkCAcdbx23bNwuUh3DPFoJEplGNJkPBDaKTsBpTb_qk8ixKMZNeHjFjMMxPwy0Ug9L9eeE8S39o2ZourtOjdUCP9CAhDaO1jlGnsdow1LlvzTAlTZmgMV7s=w640-h466" width="640" /></a></span></span></span></div><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /> </span></span></span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"></span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgmB9EVSHSoF5LQIkvFT0fnureBgGo3a-qtqxAMCoqIfLzd1TEVqVIB3OSt6o8Bfd9M9UEdbRwrmwntNXqAKBm2J2IAw013IBJXkm0ra5M1-Txvnhje6JvswMUHFx6n_Kq-U_7-gOs8L_5bxJt51EhaG3sFX5yOBZMyCip10KOCWCEs36tDqef0d7cLPVo" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="640" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgmB9EVSHSoF5LQIkvFT0fnureBgGo3a-qtqxAMCoqIfLzd1TEVqVIB3OSt6o8Bfd9M9UEdbRwrmwntNXqAKBm2J2IAw013IBJXkm0ra5M1-Txvnhje6JvswMUHFx6n_Kq-U_7-gOs8L_5bxJt51EhaG3sFX5yOBZMyCip10KOCWCEs36tDqef0d7cLPVo=w400-h300" width="400" /></a></span></span></span></div><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></span></span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEghJmGyAWFkLO2tySngkvPLfDtDUOTRuVHzU04EXMd-KDN5lLTFZdGdlivhUKh2ttOMCJjDA_ZWa90BSlZn_nMzgJuAAd0PqI5vddtw2CAPhdXS8jMFFlTBWwaW53dZJwSExzxmCuy5lWaSibwuFhLXH_6xfdeTEKwLcI7vOzFabj0AMbonBenas0AJyoc" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="517" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEghJmGyAWFkLO2tySngkvPLfDtDUOTRuVHzU04EXMd-KDN5lLTFZdGdlivhUKh2ttOMCJjDA_ZWa90BSlZn_nMzgJuAAd0PqI5vddtw2CAPhdXS8jMFFlTBWwaW53dZJwSExzxmCuy5lWaSibwuFhLXH_6xfdeTEKwLcI7vOzFabj0AMbonBenas0AJyoc=w517-h640" width="517" /></a></span></span></div><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br />And a small sketch done in late October at my step daughter's home in Poynette, WI. One of the last days of autumn...80 degrees and this was overlooking their pretty pond. We were enjoy watching Oliver, our great grandson (almost two) play in the leaves. </span></span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large; text-align: center;">Oliver will have a baby sister in May. Our 4th great grandchild!</span></p><p><span style="text-align: center;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjD-hTtWs2zbinoCiWfG4YYhV4S1kgHULKOe-Gs1dZJ4qyStrOkmNSTJ9_Yd9DadCLHwI23h5dHXzjo1_XiCiMngu5nudc2_mDTU3dcA8qZ07OEJt4qcexVkee1ywl4uy5p9jFlugYcsdCcon9JanATi_ajeDUtDH8_IfwnQQwcgUwP60hO0V8vfB07ebk" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="545" data-original-width="445" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjD-hTtWs2zbinoCiWfG4YYhV4S1kgHULKOe-Gs1dZJ4qyStrOkmNSTJ9_Yd9DadCLHwI23h5dHXzjo1_XiCiMngu5nudc2_mDTU3dcA8qZ07OEJt4qcexVkee1ywl4uy5p9jFlugYcsdCcon9JanATi_ajeDUtDH8_IfwnQQwcgUwP60hO0V8vfB07ebk" width="196" /></a></div><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;">I had an 84th birthday in early November...the 4 Old Fashions were not all for me! "Likely story" says friend, Deb. </span><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEh59ky7b-o-cq9yPSbSGeBGvuOcguhBcTIZ0noe3bsf6HK8Tn83PiV25aIBuQIQugnTEuiD_HygyhB_lUVznv0yBzFLM4WOjaidsLDoMHObf69TNClxpZlQUO0TYNP7Qx0jetBen2jSBb2XWKYfuRPBpgLoYilIDfTbK2nNvIDpCQPWiKNE_yz2OT9w8E8" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEh59ky7b-o-cq9yPSbSGeBGvuOcguhBcTIZ0noe3bsf6HK8Tn83PiV25aIBuQIQugnTEuiD_HygyhB_lUVznv0yBzFLM4WOjaidsLDoMHObf69TNClxpZlQUO0TYNP7Qx0jetBen2jSBb2XWKYfuRPBpgLoYilIDfTbK2nNvIDpCQPWiKNE_yz2OT9w8E8=w480-h640" width="480" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEilhE8d3crV600OpeS0ncP-j0C4XvbYACbMz-tC0_bbvp1vWpXcngU4PgCmmGhfapLehqfs_E4L7W9zjByHCVX44Pcc39737zoyYuT8WTNnuUYnC-_pgK3FjPKti2XuNdWllcNfgIE1QaUZZc_BJHXxm0DH4xYv1mAoixbjVAsKKLRMewxdaAA4tjM9eY8" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="513" height="374" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEilhE8d3crV600OpeS0ncP-j0C4XvbYACbMz-tC0_bbvp1vWpXcngU4PgCmmGhfapLehqfs_E4L7W9zjByHCVX44Pcc39737zoyYuT8WTNnuUYnC-_pgK3FjPKti2XuNdWllcNfgIE1QaUZZc_BJHXxm0DH4xYv1mAoixbjVAsKKLRMewxdaAA4tjM9eY8=w400-h374" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">A farewell card for a church member<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">on hospice who loved labyrinths...it's a finger labyrinth. Folks signed their names.</span></div></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Below are examples of some of the </span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Zentangles™ from the </span>Project<span style="font-family: inherit;"> Pack #22 </span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">offered just before </span>Christmas<span style="font-family: inherit;">. </span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">I'm hoping to teach another class here at Oakwood in January. </span></span></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj1AG9IL09a4YM99o1DJMBDUlcxv0ElDeGkj8kqSrC2QrT4uFJvDu4llmttOEtUjRXOOM7u3YWeuP00A6nw1vBUMB0vkqfOGYlvoV-ZL7zlg9rgexLvOqDb3b6qjXDEZLjqcXEHlO6rBAI22GhRCkrxdcckjfiuiKPIto6kDJX1yI6HG6ZuzzHZwg5Imqw" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="499" data-original-width="640" height="499" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj1AG9IL09a4YM99o1DJMBDUlcxv0ElDeGkj8kqSrC2QrT4uFJvDu4llmttOEtUjRXOOM7u3YWeuP00A6nw1vBUMB0vkqfOGYlvoV-ZL7zlg9rgexLvOqDb3b6qjXDEZLjqcXEHlO6rBAI22GhRCkrxdcckjfiuiKPIto6kDJX1yI6HG6ZuzzHZwg5Imqw=w640-h499" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgXE8bU04eYUdysjLKCLyxN2UD1xDHNp-Al5eI6XB-u0etCEtwjAwFagmYl1nMwGk1oXUuMD7can7-E2SvbZUnPy2Vs1EP74UvbP-2t0wB_GbjzvpGXHUXbvrj8mdCRaeY_ipGvhNMtOgdgAWXOJY_SQlbzcTgOXzE5U3jvM69GvJnnYXSP52cRZhN3Xww" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="574" data-original-width="640" height="358" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgXE8bU04eYUdysjLKCLyxN2UD1xDHNp-Al5eI6XB-u0etCEtwjAwFagmYl1nMwGk1oXUuMD7can7-E2SvbZUnPy2Vs1EP74UvbP-2t0wB_GbjzvpGXHUXbvrj8mdCRaeY_ipGvhNMtOgdgAWXOJY_SQlbzcTgOXzE5U3jvM69GvJnnYXSP52cRZhN3Xww=w400-h358" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjLWb6BQMkZVFEV428MTcezrDwRyAvvToZ8uvpGDOUTWhzvUifNX0WLk23KMB3Qc8pbE0jd9gm8v8aDIU_svEs6VuFZpKkPZPaDO7UzNeqdaWkl6kllmlkkrgDQRmRuf0ZDETgcPeEeBzkSYkeje8v8yJqDMM5Q3gZFGd8qvjtp3tMyUAts9_GXiBC-xxo" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="632" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjLWb6BQMkZVFEV428MTcezrDwRyAvvToZ8uvpGDOUTWhzvUifNX0WLk23KMB3Qc8pbE0jd9gm8v8aDIU_svEs6VuFZpKkPZPaDO7UzNeqdaWkl6kllmlkkrgDQRmRuf0ZDETgcPeEeBzkSYkeje8v8yJqDMM5Q3gZFGd8qvjtp3tMyUAts9_GXiBC-xxo=w395-h400" width="395" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">My mini journals really suffered this year. Most of these pages I complete take about a month or two...but this page took a whole year to complete. I guess I sort of took breaks from a lot of things this year. I have promised to do better on the next one. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjIV_stegfopO-61Lcf8razwTM8PeyVdSupC5xqTHxxA4ay_EtWJPbINJ-HA4SgUokFq9aG4pFBJbp6Fp0rzkC33lizKdn2IebpawuTV-CCD269TDeUn0xaaBcOOC-D9c3b9ttm4O-YhmZUPvTcxwRUczy2OJTlfBj0FD4xjUg6bNq7dDRic2tGWfBiMnI" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="453" data-original-width="640" height="454" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjIV_stegfopO-61Lcf8razwTM8PeyVdSupC5xqTHxxA4ay_EtWJPbINJ-HA4SgUokFq9aG4pFBJbp6Fp0rzkC33lizKdn2IebpawuTV-CCD269TDeUn0xaaBcOOC-D9c3b9ttm4O-YhmZUPvTcxwRUczy2OJTlfBj0FD4xjUg6bNq7dDRic2tGWfBiMnI=w640-h454" width="640" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Julie and I had fun playing with a different kind of wonky house in watercolor and ink. It was awhile ago...I may have posted this before?</span><p></p><p><span style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj0iMaeMJEdoBkRcTHVZAj093bVFFYiURWbuhJXnNT4fCcVudtcsET_ipRvtL4bP9GtUElRNUtUIxgc4fHmMrvLpJVf50kYHtT5Gid4H4ilxsBckd2qbROcdYLIvjRVTBoXL8L5vWeRzbWE_O0ra-HhDN0fg1i2ymLiJ-w1nMHj1UUoKl_bn2MgNVXEPaI" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="448" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj0iMaeMJEdoBkRcTHVZAj093bVFFYiURWbuhJXnNT4fCcVudtcsET_ipRvtL4bP9GtUElRNUtUIxgc4fHmMrvLpJVf50kYHtT5Gid4H4ilxsBckd2qbROcdYLIvjRVTBoXL8L5vWeRzbWE_O0ra-HhDN0fg1i2ymLiJ-w1nMHj1UUoKl_bn2MgNVXEPaI=w280-h400" width="280" /></a></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">I'll let our other two great grandchildren sign off for me.</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Viggo 4 and Violet 5 (she just lost her first tooth two days ago).</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">They now live in Michigan so a little closer than CA! </span></div><p></p><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><p><span style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhS8_gwlEeAgDHmNUN0Bf7Jfu3way2MtcPRuxIDClOWE-MEkgr15LnQq8kA6Hu7hQBTXnnMUP-oXuoM7NB94KCQmdHN9kHu7dror8bR8t3OpnH4n5WYB2KN72OXIDpljzxEZJXRtySTQO6rOsigETYHckwI2jzAEb7X30_S87UniApE7RHHiTMVIA2uZDA" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="506" data-original-width="720" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhS8_gwlEeAgDHmNUN0Bf7Jfu3way2MtcPRuxIDClOWE-MEkgr15LnQq8kA6Hu7hQBTXnnMUP-oXuoM7NB94KCQmdHN9kHu7dror8bR8t3OpnH4n5WYB2KN72OXIDpljzxEZJXRtySTQO6rOsigETYHckwI2jzAEb7X30_S87UniApE7RHHiTMVIA2uZDA" width="320" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br />I wish you all a New Year filled with hope and courage. Filled with rest and walks in forest, time for old friends, good books and creativity. Here's to 2024. </span></div><p></p></blockquote><p><span style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /><br /></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></span></div><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /><br /></span></span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"> </span></p><p><br /></p><p> </p><p> </p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><p></p>Ginny Stileshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05398435606793199775noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-366450447694779542.post-19009351827392898572023-09-11T12:26:00.000-05:002023-09-11T12:26:09.123-05:00A Summary of Spring and Summer thoughts...<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjUpzJezob___AlDgXN7JWRcCy_H8RX2Af5pDPJ4VnbFwk3nDCNEHJM4eiLJyOfGTsuFHZxJ25iRFgWKjphhq3DIyh6LvrdxlavBzQGhU3y7dn-HAYPgVXiCY4oDItZ7g5x-Pr3pO8r70myYLjBYNEqpZB9spMm69uKTBAOZSyFDRuV6-M6Qa85rCJ55do" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="481" data-original-width="629" height="489" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjUpzJezob___AlDgXN7JWRcCy_H8RX2Af5pDPJ4VnbFwk3nDCNEHJM4eiLJyOfGTsuFHZxJ25iRFgWKjphhq3DIyh6LvrdxlavBzQGhU3y7dn-HAYPgVXiCY4oDItZ7g5x-Pr3pO8r70myYLjBYNEqpZB9spMm69uKTBAOZSyFDRuV6-M6Qa85rCJ55do=w640-h489" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhXyJowrYRzBQ1AnqiMxrEsEiKI3zpijC02RBZ1g1SLzIFYHJqbGaD8hKFvI5ZZNNSsuzLtld0Duedjd6C_Od-B6aruQ4JNUpvcvdtgJmxj0iuYu6VkgaCvX7WvQBVlVFGQGY5Ya8jLnLfqw8ajZc9QsoO6ZauvX2SqLh8RLmfO5SFq4IHq1SmSu6aZHu0" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="456" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhXyJowrYRzBQ1AnqiMxrEsEiKI3zpijC02RBZ1g1SLzIFYHJqbGaD8hKFvI5ZZNNSsuzLtld0Duedjd6C_Od-B6aruQ4JNUpvcvdtgJmxj0iuYu6VkgaCvX7WvQBVlVFGQGY5Ya8jLnLfqw8ajZc9QsoO6ZauvX2SqLh8RLmfO5SFq4IHq1SmSu6aZHu0=w285-h400" width="285" /></a></div><br /><br /></div><p></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">So summer came and went with alacrity this year...streaming by in a myriad of images from here in Madison to up north at the cabin. Back and forth. This year we went with a 3-4 week on and off plan. The idea being not to </span>have<span style="font-family: inherit;"> to pack and unpack so often which for two old folks is </span>arduous<span style="font-family: inherit;">. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Weather in Madison was on the average this summer was dry and quite hot. Weather in Lac du Flambeau was on average cold, dark, and rainy. So both had their ups and downs. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">So to simply highlight our happiest days...my sister's visit in May as she was making her way across country was splendid and so wonderful. Then in June the visit of our granddaughter, Maddy,and her entire family was amazing. Getting to meet Maddy's fiancé AND our two beautiful great grandchildren. What a special time. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgSvFPoArx6dvrBSRfxMIZzYBMElctfsPmklZyMpJS0JlnBulPQMNXzm-IyYyNmMWXSFrCEiWhpcjYamC_yfAtZDq_pTMLSdKZVKDi_NBduUkuRWUBRRZbqRKDH5s14G0jC62I0rNTN_YbehTUaqR3V1kzFNgg1Y4J9HYNmeY4OuIUHSQUEfRf2RiSFlDQ" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img alt="" data-original-height="366" data-original-width="640" height="229" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgSvFPoArx6dvrBSRfxMIZzYBMElctfsPmklZyMpJS0JlnBulPQMNXzm-IyYyNmMWXSFrCEiWhpcjYamC_yfAtZDq_pTMLSdKZVKDi_NBduUkuRWUBRRZbqRKDH5s14G0jC62I0rNTN_YbehTUaqR3V1kzFNgg1Y4J9HYNmeY4OuIUHSQUEfRf2RiSFlDQ=w400-h229" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"></td></tr></tbody></table><span style="font-size: large;"><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">So summer "up north" was totally full of joyous community and family gatherings. 4th of July was a local potluck of lake folks. Great to see everyone! </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgRCqcj4yd2giyQxqTFKseHU4q3EjmXLNbCPORGTtQWgoGmYn2yxA3dUdfHgdZchpqSdhT-OxRxxY3_p64jpJBqlqPbtPmNxnlHW6IMPjEEjC2HGBWvwG6oBNv7xsZBLbdSjIiL225Q5WCnxp3VlyS44NUrvGT4eHAUSFGnqObL1b8wc_0pkB7E8shlh6g" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="454" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgRCqcj4yd2giyQxqTFKseHU4q3EjmXLNbCPORGTtQWgoGmYn2yxA3dUdfHgdZchpqSdhT-OxRxxY3_p64jpJBqlqPbtPmNxnlHW6IMPjEEjC2HGBWvwG6oBNv7xsZBLbdSjIiL225Q5WCnxp3VlyS44NUrvGT4eHAUSFGnqObL1b8wc_0pkB7E8shlh6g=w283-h400" width="283" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: inherit; text-align: left;">In between family gatherings I tried to keep a little sketching going.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: inherit; text-align: left;">I found the name of the clouds to be amusing as they sounded like perhaps a bad chest cold? When they gather in the north like this it is time to be watchful. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="font-family: inherit; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjM4a-dUeIRRz8fTYULuKjWebo--5GZhibFl_i6hTmyu_FcKNgLnRdU89SEF5xC7QuhzxHtXpRb7-AT2tugumK-jLeO2cuCBNiqVepYef4NVQz7QhaaohaXcYczkUEEVP6u1JzNpXbLCqt56bitL-g7IloLIZ9pN_4sPtXZwwtzGPFSwuOvA3fuer32BxI" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img alt="" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="443" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjM4a-dUeIRRz8fTYULuKjWebo--5GZhibFl_i6hTmyu_FcKNgLnRdU89SEF5xC7QuhzxHtXpRb7-AT2tugumK-jLeO2cuCBNiqVepYef4NVQz7QhaaohaXcYczkUEEVP6u1JzNpXbLCqt56bitL-g7IloLIZ9pN_4sPtXZwwtzGPFSwuOvA3fuer32BxI=w443-h640" width="443" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><span><span style="font-family: inherit;">Beth made the trip all the way from Rochester Hills, Michigan by car this summer to the </span>cabin for<span style="font-family: inherit;"> a sister duo with Julie! Greg's son Mark and his big </span>family<span style="font-family: inherit;"> came and my son Rick and his darling family came. Katy and Chris came as a sister duo and we loved that! Julie and her husband came. What a treat. They all spoiled us so! </span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span style="font-family: inherit;">I found a wee amount of time to keep up with sketching some botanicals around the cabin although I found that walking too far along the verges was harder for me this year.</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiBR9H2Jxn7zqP2uA2SgTsjZc40OW5XabvxovHGLgyHprmKgijP72YLt2WIG6SFA-DxwfsRGg3OAHvBZ4Z25DfWIDhgRaIXWPzjBCAWtzvzYNWizjjjIyk_emub8bDD4oFiQYCgc_cpuwmTSeBVB_fmn5Pz6UInZgqYYup2sc0QlM4TO4eZAQiqF6VlXrE" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="482" data-original-width="480" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiBR9H2Jxn7zqP2uA2SgTsjZc40OW5XabvxovHGLgyHprmKgijP72YLt2WIG6SFA-DxwfsRGg3OAHvBZ4Z25DfWIDhgRaIXWPzjBCAWtzvzYNWizjjjIyk_emub8bDD4oFiQYCgc_cpuwmTSeBVB_fmn5Pz6UInZgqYYup2sc0QlM4TO4eZAQiqF6VlXrE=w637-h640" width="637" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: inherit; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: inherit; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: inherit; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhDbc8LhzpTJ2BNsZOulMjU1nW7zb1fh2T_fBxCmDnURwlU9QDOhxs2VcYPBzpwWk2S9xrAgxtEOYVQ6AwhFh8Om0ZB8A22ChFclNnYBdzXTb8Nz2iaET7u8UtyIJBulwXR8hB3TnMv4vIJvhM3cz3ot0Yq9cpdcsCGXq1-0gPzY7FEG5US-YWf8zefSrU" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="465" data-original-width="640" height="466" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhDbc8LhzpTJ2BNsZOulMjU1nW7zb1fh2T_fBxCmDnURwlU9QDOhxs2VcYPBzpwWk2S9xrAgxtEOYVQ6AwhFh8Om0ZB8A22ChFclNnYBdzXTb8Nz2iaET7u8UtyIJBulwXR8hB3TnMv4vIJvhM3cz3ot0Yq9cpdcsCGXq1-0gPzY7FEG5US-YWf8zefSrU=w640-h466" width="640" /></a></div><br />We returned to Madison on Friday the 8th of September. The summer warmth will linger awhile in Madison..as autumn generally comes on slowly and with sweet colors. Then suddenly as October approaches it will rain and the colors will slide away from us offering us the always bleakness but coziness of November. We are already beginning to think of the holidays in general terms. <i>With a large family one has to plan ahead! </i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: inherit; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><i> </i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><span style="font-family: inherit;">Art wise Julie and I have a few Zentangle® "gigs" in the works. I am helping here at Oakwood to </span>plan a new Art library which should be fun. Choir at church starts this week AND a new Oakwood choral group is beginning here which should be joyful. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span>I brought back a lot of old paintings stored at the cabin that "never made the cut" and so am thinking of collage and gift card making with those this winter. I am sure I'll start up some beginning Zentangle classes here at Oakwood and need to look over the calendar for that. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span>In the spring I did part of the project pack for Zentangle. I'll drop a few of those in so you can just see a sample. It was an odd project which was designed to get one to look at familiar zentangles in the sense of possible botanical implications. Here's an example. The format was unusual to say the least but I enjoyed the challenge of making "make believe" plants. Complete nonsense, of course, but a way to push your ideas into a project that most of us wouldn't have dreamed of. I got five of the 8 done before we went up north but hope to get back and finish the rest this fall. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiioQM50X_Ih5eDFLnCzmGRCUGdqzF30ZyaDVMwrUe7ez95Cv8McCQmGghqhoobqUih8Y92K7LtxiXx1zN_f6hbpi5I44UcTW9KVb4ngvhUXlVDRt32khuswp7JhoH_5OjSAOJ8uOYP3ed9e5ih4EpJbZEQGDWa1k9Pu0xTt41Ie7nW3JZqeRMYX2S6Kc0" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="481" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiioQM50X_Ih5eDFLnCzmGRCUGdqzF30ZyaDVMwrUe7ez95Cv8McCQmGghqhoobqUih8Y92K7LtxiXx1zN_f6hbpi5I44UcTW9KVb4ngvhUXlVDRt32khuswp7JhoH_5OjSAOJ8uOYP3ed9e5ih4EpJbZEQGDWa1k9Pu0xTt41Ie7nW3JZqeRMYX2S6Kc0=w480-h640" width="480" /></a></div><br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi7lLvUkXvYeFDDcnGsW9BKrI2q2RTJNpBUWC2Oj6xESZxIOJ01CocYyvwOI-7Oj5_86mX7IMshybxEb6HNsuOHl00jhvLjMB9LhfRPnoY6CSMrHD-K79UNc09Id0MFpu4XiIwQlYu0KwOQlC5v9rfs5HCP4_ef1JjJPRPE3T123v4Moi6U5oEBSaA2J-I" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="484" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi7lLvUkXvYeFDDcnGsW9BKrI2q2RTJNpBUWC2Oj6xESZxIOJ01CocYyvwOI-7Oj5_86mX7IMshybxEb6HNsuOHl00jhvLjMB9LhfRPnoY6CSMrHD-K79UNc09Id0MFpu4XiIwQlYu0KwOQlC5v9rfs5HCP4_ef1JjJPRPE3T123v4Moi6U5oEBSaA2J-I=w485-h640" width="485" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Wishing you a good </span>autumn. And GO Packers! </div></div></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><br /></span></div><br /><br /></span></div><br /><br /></div></span></div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /><br /></span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p>Ginny Stileshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05398435606793199775noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-366450447694779542.post-20337137686675193912023-06-06T12:16:00.000-05:002023-06-06T12:16:36.720-05:00Entering the Good Old Summertime<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"> "</span><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><span style="color: #3d3d3d;">Way beyond pretty pictures, cool techniques, gripping stories, or fancy footwork, artists make art that’s worth spending time with because it makes us feel like we are not alone in the universe.</span><span style="color: #3d3d3d;">....but you do need to be authentic and unafraid.</span><span style="color: #3d3d3d;"> </span><span style="color: #3d3d3d;">Art is the opportunity to share yourself. Seize it." </span></span><span face="Arial, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Oxygen-Sans, Ubuntu, Cantarell, "Helvetica Neue", sans-serif" style="color: #3d3d3d;">Danny Gregory</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span face="Arial, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Oxygen-Sans, Ubuntu, Cantarell, "Helvetica Neue", sans-serif" style="color: #3d3d3d;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span face="Arial, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Oxygen-Sans, Ubuntu, Cantarell, "Helvetica Neue", sans-serif" style="color: #3d3d3d;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span face="Arial, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Oxygen-Sans, Ubuntu, Cantarell, "Helvetica Neue", sans-serif" style="color: #3d3d3d;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgp1cbBEy8TKWzyCNWwi1jDw8xa1UFvrLsHVkWXPNacFTibITOaOhFp-QCFNcQfzoGcjwXvfUIdHZih2p5S4kM_xXbtqgJn2xFdYPc2T9imTy9RaUiyADecid3zbI_UwSruFEeEeh9Mpg9p5NaM_8dEirY6gNpSHnpXnYudKrak0s_jLFxw8wKa9kJE" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="407" data-original-width="640" height="408" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgp1cbBEy8TKWzyCNWwi1jDw8xa1UFvrLsHVkWXPNacFTibITOaOhFp-QCFNcQfzoGcjwXvfUIdHZih2p5S4kM_xXbtqgJn2xFdYPc2T9imTy9RaUiyADecid3zbI_UwSruFEeEeh9Mpg9p5NaM_8dEirY6gNpSHnpXnYudKrak0s_jLFxw8wKa9kJE=w640-h408" width="640" /></a></span></div><span face="Arial, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Oxygen-Sans, Ubuntu, Cantarell, "Helvetica Neue", sans-serif" style="color: #3d3d3d;"><br /><br /></span></div><span face="Arial, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Oxygen-Sans, Ubuntu, Cantarell, "Helvetica Neue", sans-serif" style="color: #3d3d3d;"><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large; text-align: left;">Suddenly it's June and I haven't posted since April. Cliches about time flying come to mind but I promised myself not to say that. Instead I'll note that life has been and continues to be full of surprises and most of them are pretty okay. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large; text-align: left;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Above and below are a few of the 2" Bijou tiles in the latest project pact from Zentangle HQ. All in all they posted 21 videos of various prompts. I only missed one. Black, white, and </span><span style="font-size: large;">translucent</span><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"> tiles. Quite fun and enjoyable. They are meant to be put into mosaics. </span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg352iz8NRggJYqyZcm8IlTnaIlEz-b22RLJneQLSe8Q8Rxub7iMorz0XtDoIya6J3ErjnDIkqQWyAUPt5psOoazqrfjG2zqXU3qqWz-XQ_q7ecEhFd_Rxq_echMMQRv9HVaoLUyKF-h1tViCLQN7m7xm3rS_t4z7bQklQ4WDiLTRunpwb6FLW6hDsW" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="334" data-original-width="640" height="334" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg352iz8NRggJYqyZcm8IlTnaIlEz-b22RLJneQLSe8Q8Rxub7iMorz0XtDoIya6J3ErjnDIkqQWyAUPt5psOoazqrfjG2zqXU3qqWz-XQ_q7ecEhFd_Rxq_echMMQRv9HVaoLUyKF-h1tViCLQN7m7xm3rS_t4z7bQklQ4WDiLTRunpwb6FLW6hDsW=w640-h334" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">While I am writing this on June 6 here in Madison we are getting a little rain storm. I do hope it lasts a bit as the lawns here are going yellow and brown and my daughter's garden is suffering and I am sure </span></span><span style="font-size: large;">the farmers are worried about corn and soybeans and hay too. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;">Up north for our recent 10 day stay to open the cabin...we had high danger warnings for fire. No campfires allowed. The mosquitoes were swarming so much that most of my sketches were done indoors. </span></div></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi1H8pvRfNaWMvRSeLV6GaUzRInPN0v1GI2bXroVqTvXwBnyv1axvMSpDmh8T3XSuC8ZYoIWutGx7wZuFEd7iG8iMcLzFKEfOOTBzPg3vfowWE-BRM2-GdQYTp1EkZgGxtXukRt4QNd1ldNyi2xcXqP1hTdX7p1gPA06NCcGJqoB58_Vgl2HW2EU5SO" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="469" data-original-width="640" height="470" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi1H8pvRfNaWMvRSeLV6GaUzRInPN0v1GI2bXroVqTvXwBnyv1axvMSpDmh8T3XSuC8ZYoIWutGx7wZuFEd7iG8iMcLzFKEfOOTBzPg3vfowWE-BRM2-GdQYTp1EkZgGxtXukRt4QNd1ldNyi2xcXqP1hTdX7p1gPA06NCcGJqoB58_Vgl2HW2EU5SO=w640-h470" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">I've been able to do a few sketches here at Oakwood this spring..this one in May near a lovely Fountain Pond on the east side of the Oaks. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;">The blossoms were falling fast and floating in the pond like confetti from a celebration. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi4UC4ew2os5RCHoirTEerXLE1Pn8ScpHKmDWUO7twFpCuVs4ZriQoFVuwO_LGNmk5C2fKdgRqqGzhpt4LaFENITusgQOmxRjTM3R4Y0OUi8FyHxMxwOylCZAXbg4g4mNuaZwVPuE5bWGsh7jQpm_VLEu5c3XPgZXFIz5clC9555inmyC6zDkBXpUjF" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="463" data-original-width="640" height="464" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi4UC4ew2os5RCHoirTEerXLE1Pn8ScpHKmDWUO7twFpCuVs4ZriQoFVuwO_LGNmk5C2fKdgRqqGzhpt4LaFENITusgQOmxRjTM3R4Y0OUi8FyHxMxwOylCZAXbg4g4mNuaZwVPuE5bWGsh7jQpm_VLEu5c3XPgZXFIz5clC9555inmyC6zDkBXpUjF=w640-h464" width="640" /></a></div><br />We have a busy month planned for June here in Madison with farmer's markets and garage sales and art shows and outdoor music concerts. We will return to the cabin just before the 4th of July and stay about 3 and half weeks. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;">Wishing you all a good, safe, and creative summer.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div></span><p></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #3d3d3d; font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large; text-align: left;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #3d3d3d; font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large; text-align: left;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #3d3d3d; font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large; text-align: left;"><br /></span></p><br class="Apple-interchange-newline" />Ginny Stileshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05398435606793199775noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-366450447694779542.post-47601320396829492282023-04-18T08:30:00.012-05:002023-04-18T08:44:08.240-05:00April Thoughts<p style="text-align: center;"> <span style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">Graduation</span></span></p>
<p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">By Ginny Stiles</span></p>
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<p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">To graduate is to arrange in a series or according to a scale.</span></b></p>
<p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">“The stones were graduated in height from the lowest near the entrance to the tallest opposite.”</span></p>
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<p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">The longer I live the more I think of time as a spiral and not a straight line. Every ending opens a door to a new beginning. In this way we “graduate” all the time, minute by minute and year by year, experience by experience.</span></p>
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<p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">The spiral starts out tight and small and “graduates” outward as time spins on. At least my spiral does. I could see that some folks might see it the opposite, getting smaller and tighter as they age. Dark hole style.</span></p>
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<p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">But my spiral is headed for the stars. As the serendipity of life is arranged through both my choices and my chances…through luck and planning, through the best and worse…the spaces get wider and you see farther. There are more “thin” places in the spiral where you can see beyond your spiral…just every so often.</span></p>
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<p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">We gather a little star dust along the way and when the spiral gets wide enough…and you get to the end…it will feel like home.</span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgUKs8nxhHPAHc_ZpE-P3CzvwBS_gVhOoPeZjIXfryw4YeE-A8_oTK0hfO5uktmyfMBm2AJFoN_Cp16ucn56bnZA366jJ9hDTR8_JIw8i5x-UFMjVE3FG5wsWF26bS85cUooysdoSQy6DCIIUuO8VT5p7cNU97BC5JEFHuENBjAJt_04saWJLQa3e_H" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgUKs8nxhHPAHc_ZpE-P3CzvwBS_gVhOoPeZjIXfryw4YeE-A8_oTK0hfO5uktmyfMBm2AJFoN_Cp16ucn56bnZA366jJ9hDTR8_JIw8i5x-UFMjVE3FG5wsWF26bS85cUooysdoSQy6DCIIUuO8VT5p7cNU97BC5JEFHuENBjAJt_04saWJLQa3e_H=w300-h400" width="300" /></a></div><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"><br /></p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">A little birthday card painting for my grandson Patrick's 17th birthday. </span><p></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Watercolor and Gouache<br /></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><br /><p></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiOEW0dSPX4addnZgzN-LEfR2l3QKGGNsRyrgWVeCacUKWcB_MKdfnUn67LbDT5Ydw8tPLdViydrRO96IB9ffJXJv8KvJ6pONj0K5GYR_GWY_sSUaTODcnbvitiYQMaL88UtLLI41ZWzeuutCSnOOEMXck5_H5dwwnnMgECEGeIyq6yM_HuReIw3VLV" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="469" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiOEW0dSPX4addnZgzN-LEfR2l3QKGGNsRyrgWVeCacUKWcB_MKdfnUn67LbDT5Ydw8tPLdViydrRO96IB9ffJXJv8KvJ6pONj0K5GYR_GWY_sSUaTODcnbvitiYQMaL88UtLLI41ZWzeuutCSnOOEMXck5_H5dwwnnMgECEGeIyq6yM_HuReIw3VLV=w293-h400" width="293" /></a></span></span></div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /><span style="font-family: inherit;">The Wonky House project was part of a Sketchbook online challenge series this spring. (Ink, watercolor, white pen, white gouache)</span></span></span><p></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></span></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-size: large; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg3T2bgf2j4OQwpcH0a6ee6ogr2EF0sP6foteEbVPw_JKeMPTjyY_L2fvOY6y-IC-wa98Sg6PVro8201VXkKCPbSrrV_onRm1kaHzfYA69fus07Lis4-1Wq_kOAUP6tNFPDc4cAs-mMrQU5BLTLPvX2_bZUWYENou33M0DhHAfEqUSuTDxf1kgTwzsq" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="640" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg3T2bgf2j4OQwpcH0a6ee6ogr2EF0sP6foteEbVPw_JKeMPTjyY_L2fvOY6y-IC-wa98Sg6PVro8201VXkKCPbSrrV_onRm1kaHzfYA69fus07Lis4-1Wq_kOAUP6tNFPDc4cAs-mMrQU5BLTLPvX2_bZUWYENou33M0DhHAfEqUSuTDxf1kgTwzsq=w400-h300" width="400" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Ginny teaching Zentangle last week out a Prairie Ridge on the East Side of Madison.</span></span><p></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgmaZmSBGcaK97Rpp1nkEcs_BYxzqMZL686G9FJuouy3Ecwp2CxPltPlw1P02cKgOKtLi-nL-vfcypJ4p7Kuy2Dndn5xi1hDeQR7MjtMO9DWTvRblKJMt1k5nR6lc1XAOMbf4-v7v04zEeF65RITFO2ElHRqPoXCgcnqeWyqmc97qmdXtKGOXTB7etU" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="640" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgmaZmSBGcaK97Rpp1nkEcs_BYxzqMZL686G9FJuouy3Ecwp2CxPltPlw1P02cKgOKtLi-nL-vfcypJ4p7Kuy2Dndn5xi1hDeQR7MjtMO9DWTvRblKJMt1k5nR6lc1XAOMbf4-v7v04zEeF65RITFO2ElHRqPoXCgcnqeWyqmc97qmdXtKGOXTB7etU=w400-h300" width="400" /></a></span></span></div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /><span style="font-family: inherit;">My sister and I had 5 days to enjoy each other's company here in Madison and now she's off to new adventures in California.</span></span></span><p></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></span></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></span></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; 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text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;"> </span></div><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;"><br /><br /></span></div><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;"><br /><br /></span><p></p><div><br /></div>Ginny Stileshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05398435606793199775noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-366450447694779542.post-81799707904998180392023-03-28T22:15:00.007-05:002023-03-28T22:15:49.725-05:00The Easter Season<p><br /></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">The end of March draws near. It's truly been a month that I have almost lost in terms of time. I've done many things...we've been busy and not a month where I noticed many spare moments although I am sure there were. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Spring fever hit me hard in mid-March. A few 40-50 degree days slipped in, the time on the clocks moved forward, the vernal equinox that celebrates the season slipped in, and the local Farmer's Market sent their start date in April... but outside things looked VERY wintery in Madison for most of the month! Last Saturday we had 12" of snow! We NEED spring and it's almost painful. Under the snow, Julie's snowdrops and crocus are poking up. Or they were when we could see them! And I have seen my first robin! </span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">On the 18th of March the Urban Sketch group went down to sketch in the capitol dome here in Madison. Oh my it was a blustery wintery day! It was fine inside the dome but getting there was a very cold walk.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjT8mEOeo2CLns-lgZtKUnQb7rqKmvZxUeahnW-d97XRx1Hol2bH2YeHKdg6kqdK2W45J5fTdUhjfztuV5olDHyoP_p0G7uIFWLykKGbXGGGkeWwB4ckrKlQLsHRp5huZNh2NfS7M9LVxJPu5MpP2d1lxnd-VJ2xUm6Wf0uu-5lhGTVjy2kVOaWYQXQ" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="475" data-original-width="640" height="476" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjT8mEOeo2CLns-lgZtKUnQb7rqKmvZxUeahnW-d97XRx1Hol2bH2YeHKdg6kqdK2W45J5fTdUhjfztuV5olDHyoP_p0G7uIFWLykKGbXGGGkeWwB4ckrKlQLsHRp5huZNh2NfS7M9LVxJPu5MpP2d1lxnd-VJ2xUm6Wf0uu-5lhGTVjy2kVOaWYQXQ=w640-h476" width="640" /></a></span></div><p style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">I've been obsessed with Zentangle® during these inside days...teaching an advanced class we call the "Zentangle Club". They have been doing a great job... First project we worked on a "Zendala". These two on top were the way it looked to start and then my finished sample. The 3 on the bottom were my "variations on the finished piece". </span></span></p><p style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgouSfPsDNFNckHEvivee048-Y-1Ms18kfcFfBWzLvHbA4MrD6o4DDPiHFVAaXnz9BYMQ0QYZs5IA4Ud1mJNudy3ERk-QvBEpbRohMmvWtYcAKqv39R_LTex-9kJExuC0U2WA1VFBRgEhsChQLX-_TSi8pk28CXFDZGDGDg6EnTeWcre8YvspFrXsXH" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="447" data-original-width="640" height="448" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgouSfPsDNFNckHEvivee048-Y-1Ms18kfcFfBWzLvHbA4MrD6o4DDPiHFVAaXnz9BYMQ0QYZs5IA4Ud1mJNudy3ERk-QvBEpbRohMmvWtYcAKqv39R_LTex-9kJExuC0U2WA1VFBRgEhsChQLX-_TSi8pk28CXFDZGDGDg6EnTeWcre8YvspFrXsXH=w640-h448" width="640" /></a></span></span></div><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /><span style="font-family: inherit;">The students really worked hard on theirs and they turned out quite well I thought. Even though we all the did the same tangle they all turned out differently but then that's the fun. </span></span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjZs1BwlFH3e8xVoWC-KjkSMgdL-gf8x3lbB_MvdL4gwmjrztQtrndimRq3R5x2MOq0XzUU74-kIno8lf2rPZeQwkMox-lmZ784v5mkIB3Utr_PaY-TbYRx7efKazM7cSQvlGISccp92C8LOXFTXwFRveaG2CT9Q359J0WpSZYZS-hhNe005j-RDDba" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="481" data-original-width="640" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjZs1BwlFH3e8xVoWC-KjkSMgdL-gf8x3lbB_MvdL4gwmjrztQtrndimRq3R5x2MOq0XzUU74-kIno8lf2rPZeQwkMox-lmZ784v5mkIB3Utr_PaY-TbYRx7efKazM7cSQvlGISccp92C8LOXFTXwFRveaG2CT9Q359J0WpSZYZS-hhNe005j-RDDba=w640-h482" width="640" /></a></span></span></div><span style="font-size: large;"><span><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">So now we are working on "part II" to </span>finish up in late April. We are working on a "Wonky Village". The second one is my sample in ink and colored pencil that I am working along with them. The top one is as far as I got in the first day of instruction. Neither are completed yet so you'll have to wait to later in April to see how they all turn out! </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhHVH2A5Sog5PkSbMDzB_bXGT2AnaOd6Jau2NeToXw6cU4BOjUvXldXQZRJi30vw5BCMJjjVBqiob56lWRe9iKDc3LWlKN5P2zY6RwJ2xQbz4h9KTIQBFb_bLsyWdNpy5J7Ky0JXmH8rs_WJeQsnWztoWoM0cLF_MzTFQcdWsnREFRVndHban9wa2c-" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="502" data-original-width="640" height="502" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhHVH2A5Sog5PkSbMDzB_bXGT2AnaOd6Jau2NeToXw6cU4BOjUvXldXQZRJi30vw5BCMJjjVBqiob56lWRe9iKDc3LWlKN5P2zY6RwJ2xQbz4h9KTIQBFb_bLsyWdNpy5J7Ky0JXmH8rs_WJeQsnWztoWoM0cLF_MzTFQcdWsnREFRVndHban9wa2c-=w640-h502" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /></div></span></span></div><span style="font-size: large;"><span><span style="font-family: inherit;">Lastly I've been working along with the Project Pack #20 online in </span>Zentangle<span style="font-family: inherit;"> and Day 6 turned out well. This is done on a gray Zendala tile using ink and while charcoal. </span></span></span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjfjqGhRqMRwF4_hrrvvsprm7hHeUQpgTGf3CjLfOhMtCen0QAfZGsZePbUeZ65Abwl8E2zaTKf8rgcQAUDOV7AmXhvuwFj8gOA-ViQXKUSNQqA89MxuiRFqzijE1CCZbLW7_N2vM00J3KDJmYWc2fjjYGoaarmm7uANiByMfUDYHQEGXespxQI_aUF" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="596" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjfjqGhRqMRwF4_hrrvvsprm7hHeUQpgTGf3CjLfOhMtCen0QAfZGsZePbUeZ65Abwl8E2zaTKf8rgcQAUDOV7AmXhvuwFj8gOA-ViQXKUSNQqA89MxuiRFqzijE1CCZbLW7_N2vM00J3KDJmYWc2fjjYGoaarmm7uANiByMfUDYHQEGXespxQI_aUF=w597-h640" width="597" /></a></span></span></div><span style="font-size: large;"><span><br /><span style="font-family: inherit;">Heading right up to Easter now and the choir at church is practicing like crazy as we sing Palm Sunday, Good Friday and Easter!! Family will be here for Easter Brunch and we all have our finger's crossed that the sunshine and spring like weather will arrive in time! </span></span></span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span>Blessings for this Easter Season.<br /><br /></span></span></p><br /><br /></span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"></span></div></div>Ginny Stileshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05398435606793199775noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-366450447694779542.post-11379930705768175502023-02-06T10:56:00.000-06:002023-02-06T10:56:26.883-06:00February: A Time to Dream<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p><p style="color: #404040; font-size: 16px; line-height: 26px; margin: 0px 0px 20px;"><em>“Teach the children… Stand them in the stream, head them upstream, rejoice as they learn to love this green space they live in, its sticks and leaves and then the silent, beautiful blossoms.”<br />— Mary Oliver</em></p><p style="color: #404040; line-height: 26px; margin: 0px 0px 20px;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Here is is the 6th of February and I've not posted for a long time. The holidays have come and gone with all their family and friends and joyful celebrations. The New Year has begun in all it's complexity and bewilderment...all it's wars, earthquakes and gun violence. We have to fight to keep the balance. I've started a Tai Chi class. Lots of gentle movements, breathing, and contemplation. My Zentangle® brings me healing. I share that with others. I led a lovely class last week. </span></p><p style="line-height: 26px; margin: 0px 0px 20px;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #404040;">This month, for a time, I've lost myself in thinking about the outdoor world lying still and silent now under deep snow here in Wisconsin. I walk gingerly over ice and snow and think of the world..mostly silent and sleeping in the woods. There is great beauty in the frosted branches and the long long icicles. </span></span></p><p style="line-height: 26px; margin: 0px 0px 20px;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #404040;">The owls are about...I see sparrows on the branches of my Sycamore Tree. But mostly we are lost still to the signs that spring is ahead. Yet we still we plan for Ash Wednesday and dream of Easter on April 9. It's only two months. So the "green space" Mary Olivers writes of above will come again. We have set the <span style="caret-color: rgb(64, 64, 64);">up north</span> cabin calendar in motion among the family members.</span></span></p><p style="line-height: 26px; margin: 0px 0px 20px;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #404040;">It's a good month to dream of the 9 acres woods here at University Woods. The robins will be back next month. They always come. I so enjoyed putting together a little nature library sign for the book corner by the entrance to the woods. </span></span></p><p style="line-height: 26px; margin: 0px 0px 20px;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #404040;">I loved thinking of each bit the woods I cherish here..the trillium, the Sycamore tree, the oaks, the Lady Slipper and the Bluebells, the hickory and the robins. And then lastly the turkey feather. We have an absurdly funky flock of them that think they own the 9 acres. We have to get permission from them to walk there (well at certain times of year). There were so many things there wasn't room for...the owls...beautiful. All the song birds...many many wild flowers. The list is endless. We dream of spring now. </span></span></p><p style="line-height: 26px; margin: 0px 0px 20px;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #404040;"></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #404040;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEh8iaqPqUXVv6MR9j-vmEVMuvoXxFir51A3F9Z1K4nzY6NMK93XZNm0LJV2wkxVdqw436Tv_sZTtZai_pfDtWFf6jtGBNgzupqXXC1DLOGhYVKSWUaLlnEUZP0E_LdEO7A9fxbxehcML_Bx_y3e3OBkT6GxoJaloeC1KxJ96PlRb6k8BGDJouVSDBSW" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="631" data-original-width="640" height="632" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEh8iaqPqUXVv6MR9j-vmEVMuvoXxFir51A3F9Z1K4nzY6NMK93XZNm0LJV2wkxVdqw436Tv_sZTtZai_pfDtWFf6jtGBNgzupqXXC1DLOGhYVKSWUaLlnEUZP0E_LdEO7A9fxbxehcML_Bx_y3e3OBkT6GxoJaloeC1KxJ96PlRb6k8BGDJouVSDBSW=w640-h632" width="640" /></a></span></span></div><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #404040;"><br /><br /></span></span><p></p><p style="line-height: 26px; margin: 0px 0px 20px;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #404040;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="line-height: 26px; margin: 0px 0px 20px;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #404040;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="color: #404040; line-height: 26px; margin: 0px 0px 20px;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="color: #404040; font-size: 16px; line-height: 26px; margin: 0px 0px 20px;"><em><br /></em></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="captioned-image-container-static" style="font-size: 16px; line-height: 26px; margin: 32px auto; text-align: start;"><br class="Apple-interchange-newline" /></div></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /> <p></p>Ginny Stileshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05398435606793199775noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-366450447694779542.post-51502567416236815132022-12-15T11:27:00.000-06:002022-12-15T11:27:13.557-06:00Closing the Year with Thoughts of Art and the Cosmos<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhczK-b-B1Nm8n2Bh2kP9DxXqVhxzqDEN0sTTLUNwzjw_O3fEWBMEVy487y7MDSOzCbtQM8N3J7XbBurDAA7C35-UdBMxAbui3VWMVMaxjId5qnfZeBsx-UVQG61i9vILaWJSmbrFKIypGrFfSCb3h1Tm675mq3g2Fpm8jd5Ae94hPTV9SeWHvj36lT" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="498" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhczK-b-B1Nm8n2Bh2kP9DxXqVhxzqDEN0sTTLUNwzjw_O3fEWBMEVy487y7MDSOzCbtQM8N3J7XbBurDAA7C35-UdBMxAbui3VWMVMaxjId5qnfZeBsx-UVQG61i9vILaWJSmbrFKIypGrFfSCb3h1Tm675mq3g2Fpm8jd5Ae94hPTV9SeWHvj36lT=w312-h400" width="312" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">One day last month friends here at Oakwood had a "</span>Paint Like Klimt" afternoon. A crazy group decided to look at some of Gustav's work and enjoy it and talk about gold leaf...which he used extensively in his work... and which doesn't photograph very well (by the way). Art therapist, Jennifer, brought in some "fake" but very realistic gold leaf and we talked about using it in a little painting to try it out. Klimt loved to paint women so I just sketched a make-believe one and looking at his many patterns (which you surely know I loved) I threw them recklessly all over her kimono and did a lot of crazy background patterns. Then I glued on gold leaf which you cannot even see on this photo. Many of the small black areas are in fact gold. The medium otherwise is watercolor and ink. 8 x 10. </span></div><br /> <div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiBuLKm-F92gnwRSn-m34cynzxj0qeKAGyBRALREoZXDR4YrskaeXemVIKk8FQHlRxlLcJBCD9ah5qVTpzGFK80uVN--THBFqESbfk-KJm58NQxfcYMeLcOqC2CqZ_m4kZZ4AR5VXENa3RI4JObiD2mRaGWoJBUwcEnpuoTkl8KElpN7I2rady0P8fH"><img alt="" data-original-height="482" data-original-width="640" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiBuLKm-F92gnwRSn-m34cynzxj0qeKAGyBRALREoZXDR4YrskaeXemVIKk8FQHlRxlLcJBCD9ah5qVTpzGFK80uVN--THBFqESbfk-KJm58NQxfcYMeLcOqC2CqZ_m4kZZ4AR5VXENa3RI4JObiD2mRaGWoJBUwcEnpuoTkl8KElpN7I2rady0P8fH=w640-h482" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">This is just a quick little line sketch done in early November that I happened to come across that I'd forgotten to post. I'm in the process of sketching around my apartment home this winter. I LOVE looking back at my in-home sketches from Florida. Just LOVE. They bring me right back to the spots I enjoyed. So I am doing the same here.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiy_tk0OB2amlVdZxEvUVnlZNdacsMkgrCql25ipRKmdNq7YI50tMGaiMhVbcZPshtpZLnKYc1Tlw7SdM0rzjxSsaZzvkxlvt3LOL4qBxwOmQIekX2xLMBvM_5qkR9iJFlyCgS4DuLgbx06ygifmGff4KfIDqhgQjfaqhFUL559pUi-nrlEtlWeUb59" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="640" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiy_tk0OB2amlVdZxEvUVnlZNdacsMkgrCql25ipRKmdNq7YI50tMGaiMhVbcZPshtpZLnKYc1Tlw7SdM0rzjxSsaZzvkxlvt3LOL4qBxwOmQIekX2xLMBvM_5qkR9iJFlyCgS4DuLgbx06ygifmGff4KfIDqhgQjfaqhFUL559pUi-nrlEtlWeUb59=w640-h480" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /></div><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">The window in the sketch looks a bit different from the way it looked then, as it is now in mid-December filled with the lovely snow out on our Sycamore. The holidays are in full swing here now in Wisconsin. The snow comes and goes. So you never really know if it will be a white Christmas. But if we have a little snow to remember, it'll be fine. </span><p></p><p><br /></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhoZ_vPbbRYbuclqwdNZDCYP1WEi_f8iDlgZtRVtIJEnBIn5pZ0uJLJyxqgoN_2jUkQ4QUbwDs3xK8SfpvPSkRbJrelhFWjQ-nb3J98_crCEu-GDaHodti9rNBCHdAa2s7_sCu8LR4nq7MaNiRWzys-briXJ0QDRyXLr40JDxBKo-19ju82tKwCDBmx" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="506" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhoZ_vPbbRYbuclqwdNZDCYP1WEi_f8iDlgZtRVtIJEnBIn5pZ0uJLJyxqgoN_2jUkQ4QUbwDs3xK8SfpvPSkRbJrelhFWjQ-nb3J98_crCEu-GDaHodti9rNBCHdAa2s7_sCu8LR4nq7MaNiRWzys-briXJ0QDRyXLr40JDxBKo-19ju82tKwCDBmx=w507-h640" width="507" /></a></span></div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj1J0PWb_u_Dovt7sylSIP1dZY_8L-xB0FM-mna7ZVKfoNg2VfNkoL3d0FunNNjPXJwrKYLJh6saA2_OqIu8XhplKFqkGjXgLyFkDvAb6bqfgcdxD75em9HwIVikl0e2HmVAOHoUU9ee3iCPCJ8bx5PO6wLTTXwIkBxtqMLjHDyKz6BGZkqFoh6_ccl" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="640" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj1J0PWb_u_Dovt7sylSIP1dZY_8L-xB0FM-mna7ZVKfoNg2VfNkoL3d0FunNNjPXJwrKYLJh6saA2_OqIu8XhplKFqkGjXgLyFkDvAb6bqfgcdxD75em9HwIVikl0e2HmVAOHoUU9ee3iCPCJ8bx5PO6wLTTXwIkBxtqMLjHDyKz6BGZkqFoh6_ccl=w640-h480" width="640" /></a></div><p><span><span style="font-family: inherit;">My friend Lisa recently sent me her collection of all the old Christmas cards that I had hand painted over the years. I had forgotten that I did that many!! I wish it were not SO expensive now to do this. Even the postage is up to 55 cents each! I did love doing them. The cabin in winter card painting is framed and hanging the wall here in Madison. And I </span>wish<span style="font-family: inherit;"> I could find the original of the birch tree shadows on snow at the bottom left...it was the view out our window at 7 mile house. </span></span></p><p><span><span style="font-family: inherit;">The dining room table scene is from 7 mile house...just before all the children arrived to have one of those memorable big family Christmases that you think will last forever...and come to find out they don't. Time moves on. </span></span></p><p><span><span style="font-family: inherit;">Looking at it, though, I can bring back that moment...the sun slanting through the dining room window. All the grandchildren (12 of them) were so young...many still babes in arms. A real fire in the fireplace crackling, hot rum drinks, games and presents, wet mittens, and so much food. Looking at all these cards just brings back so many happy memories. </span></span></p><p><span><span style="font-family: inherit;">I wish you all a hopeful, gentle and sweet Christmas. I know it's just not like that every year. There are so many losses and so many changes. The Christmas cards and email greetings this year were fewer because of that. And old friends and family now live on in our memories. </span></span></p><p>Our church here in Madison is focusing on the stars this year...somewhat based on photos from the James Webb telescope to inspire us! Every song the choir sings has a star theme or a night sky theme. Every sermon refers to our cosmic connection to the universe.</p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjf7IhAs3IlJsN2y9QmxXMalblFxb-AXIOui8PLOXxNI4S32P5AhBZVwgVlGnkp2lVfPsR83DfZk6NcCZaXrcu-xbkzUajeH1onbK6KWQVmCC6wABQ9lDfS0txGG-g-szmuExCgrgALH7IQPkeNdvjIGwFrceBMUh6p09-gWyUVt99JgFiu4WAAmTjT" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="607" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjf7IhAs3IlJsN2y9QmxXMalblFxb-AXIOui8PLOXxNI4S32P5AhBZVwgVlGnkp2lVfPsR83DfZk6NcCZaXrcu-xbkzUajeH1onbK6KWQVmCC6wABQ9lDfS0txGG-g-szmuExCgrgALH7IQPkeNdvjIGwFrceBMUh6p09-gWyUVt99JgFiu4WAAmTjT=w380-h400" width="380" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">This has </span>inspired<span style="font-family: inherit;"> me to do my own personal time line interpretation with a kind of "cosmic" </span>background<span style="font-family: inherit;"> in many kinds of watercolor. The center being a sort of black hole looking back a </span>those who came before me. Then the dots (starlike) on the spiral are events in my life...you know them well from your own time line...births and graduations and losses and joys and the memorable events. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Now as I approach the outward spiral of my life the events are closer and closer together just before I spiral off the time line back into the star dust of the universe. The events are closer together because now I know that EVERY event and happening in the moments of my life are an "event" worth remembering. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year! </div><br /><p></p><p><span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></span></p><br /></span><p></p>Ginny Stileshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05398435606793199775noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-366450447694779542.post-30560241495724170552022-12-01T12:49:00.002-06:002022-12-01T12:49:40.375-06:00The Sycamore Tree Part II<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiEOjlD1eF4fmTUGxa4cHvIS5o1U1vAX1UhUB_2--peHBl-Jt3VbDBS7bg7LwDwaK-rhgyZrB5HWPVrsL0Ah_vELKhKEPUOLaJx8_HKe8GYisPhNc0xvzZV57hwLJdzwJcU3F_dUrBZvxpeFgRy1LbojeirPSyumxcyMSiM3WQpAeEa_X-4kbaByhyx" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="464" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiEOjlD1eF4fmTUGxa4cHvIS5o1U1vAX1UhUB_2--peHBl-Jt3VbDBS7bg7LwDwaK-rhgyZrB5HWPVrsL0Ah_vELKhKEPUOLaJx8_HKe8GYisPhNc0xvzZV57hwLJdzwJcU3F_dUrBZvxpeFgRy1LbojeirPSyumxcyMSiM3WQpAeEa_X-4kbaByhyx=w464-h640" width="464" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">The Sycamore Tree Series continues. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">These three will close out the series for the year 2022. The month of November in Wisconsin was filled with highly diverse weather...for the most part much warmer here than normal...barely light jacket weather many days including the day (Nov 2) when I did this sketch above. And took many photos. I sat directly under the tree and sketched en plein air for this one. People dropping by to look over my shoulder and we </span><span style="font-size: large;">visited about the tree, about sketching, and about life in general. This is one of those plus things for outdoor sketching. And it's probably the last outdoor sketch day for many months. But I took a lot of photos. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhIzE66aQHRzhEhIpPanjst7FPSxr7yP2AgFNEQ5PeHMVftdSqzX9kRT121FqtnAyg8yDOScnYoHrB4sk5MW2h5AUH8E7dKHkK8gIj50TDYTVC1UBg43tVM3atJNnFQuAaGr1BEsQij3KJvs6TwRduQKbll_gVi6YIAq-evXIgxSqYIitY_JDfgYoac" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="454" data-original-width="640" height="454" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhIzE66aQHRzhEhIpPanjst7FPSxr7yP2AgFNEQ5PeHMVftdSqzX9kRT121FqtnAyg8yDOScnYoHrB4sk5MW2h5AUH8E7dKHkK8gIj50TDYTVC1UBg43tVM3atJNnFQuAaGr1BEsQij3KJvs6TwRduQKbll_gVi6YIAq-evXIgxSqYIitY_JDfgYoac=w640-h454" width="640" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">This sketch above was done indoors but directly looking at the tree out our window (and some of the photos I took on November 16). That day was our first very wet and beautiful snow fall in Madison. The snow lasted about a week before disappearing. These branches are highly </span>visible<span style="font-family: inherit;"> from our window in Sycamore Tree House on 4th floor facing east. I used toned paper, and graphite tinted watercolors in muted tones for the branch itself. Then added white acrylic ink for the snow itself. I shadowed the snow with cobalt blue Daniel Smith watercolor. I always love how the seed balls on the tree get a snow cap that look for all the world like a child with a white hat. I've had several folks suggest it would make a nice Christmas card. We've not had any real snow since then but pretty cold temperatures in the teens and single digits at night now. </span></span><br /><br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhYVtFU7-Ow_vSW3QRUl3vWjs2DJcO1goedkVmTXrtSAZMUH-304p48F_cf3xrrL7BcPGQ5lSZlUvmFzBJm2OY711U-babDI1sYjDX1WtpBwgZ5c59hJq_sMxX_yUt66Zxc7BZpRuwRgMp9xvU2tqJLH3fgvRZ4CWiEno-gedrl8sD7RriD9JB5ryJM" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="490" data-original-width="640" height="491" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhYVtFU7-Ow_vSW3QRUl3vWjs2DJcO1goedkVmTXrtSAZMUH-304p48F_cf3xrrL7BcPGQ5lSZlUvmFzBJm2OY711U-babDI1sYjDX1WtpBwgZ5c59hJq_sMxX_yUt66Zxc7BZpRuwRgMp9xvU2tqJLH3fgvRZ4CWiEno-gedrl8sD7RriD9JB5ryJM=w640-h491" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p></p><div><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">This last sketch done Nov 29 is from a photo taken back in early November sitting outside and looking straight up at the amazingly strange bark of the Sycamore. The bark falls off as the tree expands...usually this happens in the late summer. Big chunks of bark fall off and surround the base of tree. The "patchwork" of texture left on some parts of the tree is smooth and in other places hugely textured and unusual. Again I tried out the Derwent Graphitint Paint Pan set. The colors are subtle and grainy. They lean toward pinks, greens, golds and grays. I think they will be nice for painting rocks too. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Painting in a series has some interesting challenges. I've kept the task to just this one amazing tree for now. Looking at it from different angles, using different seasons and using different media.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">There's been a lot of interest in it among the residents of University Woods because it stands close to where some de-construction will soon take place. The tree has been here a long time. It's an unusual tree...probably the only Sycamore on the property and also it's unusual to see one this far north. </span></div>Ginny Stileshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05398435606793199775noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-366450447694779542.post-21664746811035478082022-10-24T11:35:00.005-05:002022-10-24T11:38:26.111-05:00The Sycamore Tree<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><p style="font-family: Meiryo; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;">And yet I know that hope is not a default, it is a choice, it is daily intention and action. </span></p><p style="font-family: Meiryo; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Writing a better story is not a given, it is an intention,</span></p><p style="font-family: Meiryo; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;"> it is how we lean into the next great turning.</span></p>
<p style="font-family: Meiryo; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Carrie Newcomer</span></p><div><br /></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj5MdXGu4nVKmb40rO17b8hV1ULFsiMFipMv7KmtgMOfTPSGGw0n9kf392qDHm7LeaUlXtpd-P5IzGjvlpsSfKh1ZPmrlGTMZelcRt39GXDcDzp_EiCQ5tWYMTLip31XzbuaF2wm5RCcgxGbVmCvBAF2pNCnr1UsGL6deKMSNNQbRFm6Nm8fMVxlkZz" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="446" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj5MdXGu4nVKmb40rO17b8hV1ULFsiMFipMv7KmtgMOfTPSGGw0n9kf392qDHm7LeaUlXtpd-P5IzGjvlpsSfKh1ZPmrlGTMZelcRt39GXDcDzp_EiCQ5tWYMTLip31XzbuaF2wm5RCcgxGbVmCvBAF2pNCnr1UsGL6deKMSNNQbRFm6Nm8fMVxlkZz=w445-h640" width="445" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">The Sycamore Tree to the east of our apartment in Oakwood University Woods is something of a "symbol" of the connection to nature that our community is committed to. Although the campus contains 9 acres of oaks woodland forest through which we all love to amble regularly in all seasons of the year...this lone tree sits by itself as a sort of "welcome place holder" to the entry way to that area. It is not brightly colored in fall...but it turns lovely </span>subtle<span style="font-family: inherit;"> </span><span style="font-family: inherit;">combination of gold, yellow, burnt s</span></span><span style="font-size: large;">ienna, and raw sienna each October. The branches appear </span><span style="font-size: large;">mottled colors of olive, browns, and grays. Hanging from the branches in profusion are the seed pods of the tree (often called a Buttonwood Tree because of the pods). They are perfectly round soft brown balls about the size of a ping pong ball. The pods remain on the tree year round...dropping during the spring and summer as new pods appear so that the tree is never without them. In winter, as you'll soon see, the tree looks as if it's been decorated with them. Each pod snowcapped. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">Those of us who live in the Oaks at one end of the campus and especially those of us facing east...have come to embrace the tree as a an old friend. Indeed in our apartment on the 4th floor it almost completely fills the entire window giving our apartment the name "The Sycamore Tree House". Indeed we feel that we are nestled up in the branches. <i>When we have a stiff wind we almost get sea sick from the illusion of being tossed about! </i> </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">I've challenged myself to sketch the tree in various seasons and in various mediums this year. (An early resolution). Above is watercolor and ink. Below is multi media crayon, ink, watercolor pencil, on toned paper. </span></div><p></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhQ9iJr3cp-TdrIfmKZFXwiafHlA7874YCOz_cmGuRpI-v1hyqegtii4ftj4jyyf2UBDODpGqeVyEIFji0VWdBDIucjgotUV-AMNDInIo7MJMmMj2LVZBf8lv2bF8vlqOMjQdqdRynVn4ItHk8AOq9xLfo91eSsivfc-SAnsqmrLz9J4hPBGZr8f-Qu" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="462" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhQ9iJr3cp-TdrIfmKZFXwiafHlA7874YCOz_cmGuRpI-v1hyqegtii4ftj4jyyf2UBDODpGqeVyEIFji0VWdBDIucjgotUV-AMNDInIo7MJMmMj2LVZBf8lv2bF8vlqOMjQdqdRynVn4ItHk8AOq9xLfo91eSsivfc-SAnsqmrLz9J4hPBGZr8f-Qu=w461-h640" width="461" /></a></div><br /> <p></p>Ginny Stileshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05398435606793199775noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-366450447694779542.post-49327829989944420232022-10-15T13:43:00.003-05:002022-10-15T13:43:28.855-05:00Tangling Time this Fall<p> </p><p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">October and it's time for INKTOBER.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">It is supposed to be done one day at a time through October. But since I had Covid in September I finished it that month! 11 x 15</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEirlVARBYlQQ7_Q29NEGvvzSKZ-ukHtxu6Nu2QCxg70Or8nWckE1mXymy-R0zbv3qdNL8bJJzllvP09cEbDtFoUgcV2uZeiofVu_ofwrQHgM9iC6YR9jHEpk2F2BJZeceknWbtWD_1zcVsDAjyKxOZXoCVrs5InTZbUHVs5Z8xpnoQg5Am_6ajclJWo" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="469" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEirlVARBYlQQ7_Q29NEGvvzSKZ-ukHtxu6Nu2QCxg70Or8nWckE1mXymy-R0zbv3qdNL8bJJzllvP09cEbDtFoUgcV2uZeiofVu_ofwrQHgM9iC6YR9jHEpk2F2BJZeceknWbtWD_1zcVsDAjyKxOZXoCVrs5InTZbUHVs5Z8xpnoQg5Am_6ajclJWo=w469-h640" width="469" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Here I am at Olbrich Gardens last weekend teaching 15 people how to Zentangle®.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">They have a good set up there. The only issue was the sound system was not working well. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">But we got through it. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhSNuou5RzO19yvc9c9vRwR2u1Efpi-H7jNdoubDRudbVR3QUAHZWySTrUxW_oLs8RChzQ0EFKn7ZMa7-duvP7yIX0ifmOyQttiJV6qRch6yyT0OQQ4yAwBClTliOrsX8quPDctZCvvFn15ifuiqTEj3tkTGxAY0gaLEERTJwaMI0UY7C4dI73ZprlW" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="352" data-original-width="640" height="352" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhSNuou5RzO19yvc9c9vRwR2u1Efpi-H7jNdoubDRudbVR3QUAHZWySTrUxW_oLs8RChzQ0EFKn7ZMa7-duvP7yIX0ifmOyQttiJV6qRch6yyT0OQQ4yAwBClTliOrsX8quPDctZCvvFn15ifuiqTEj3tkTGxAY0gaLEERTJwaMI0UY7C4dI73ZprlW=w640-h352" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">A dozen of the participants were brave enough to put their tiles up for a photo. I was very proud of their work. </span> </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi7DE4TnjEKYQrdHoZ2zuuf8HBNdHVbGV4-M-bTzo1yTguJ0LmvKTlJgkfE7rOAlmwQnCvhf3Q0UeWlAGL9ZdyzDtcz6RCgHdWpEnUm-BD7Mw_MhTL9w3BuAroxNkQXEQ9ogKao5Z0bWl0V47HasKB1FiUuXT-UJsnDwIiO1kGTqLDOz9WQnvOq-xLT" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="358" data-original-width="458" height="500" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi7DE4TnjEKYQrdHoZ2zuuf8HBNdHVbGV4-M-bTzo1yTguJ0LmvKTlJgkfE7rOAlmwQnCvhf3Q0UeWlAGL9ZdyzDtcz6RCgHdWpEnUm-BD7Mw_MhTL9w3BuAroxNkQXEQ9ogKao5Z0bWl0V47HasKB1FiUuXT-UJsnDwIiO1kGTqLDOz9WQnvOq-xLT=w640-h500" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /></div><br /><br /><p></p><p><br /></p>Ginny Stileshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05398435606793199775noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-366450447694779542.post-18850907802708751592022-08-27T15:44:00.000-05:002022-08-27T15:44:14.533-05:00Alone: if you are lucky<p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;"> To be alone at your desk or in your studio is not enough. You have to free yourself from the phantoms and inner critics who pursue you wherever you go. “When you start working,” said the composer John Cage, “everybody is in your studio ― the past, your friends, enemies, the art world, and above all, your own ideas ― all are there. But as you continue painting, they start leaving, one by one, and you are left completely alone. Then, if you are lucky, even you leave.” Stephen Batchelor</span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Actually planning for "alone" time is not really luck. It take some planning and some practice. But when you achieve it...then time no longer has any meaning. You float along in a meditative way. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;">This week I've been participating in a challenge program for CZT and other lovers of Zentangle®. The kind of meditation that is very very freeing and hopeful. Against the daily news each day...we all need to find ways to fight depression. Besides a walk in the woods, Zentangle is the next best thing.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">This week I've been working with "</span>translucent" tiles...heavy vellum papers that allow you to see "partly" the other side of the tile. Still working with 3.5" squares. Much of what you see below is on BOTH sides. You may not be able to tell which is front and which is back as they line up by my window in front of my beloved Sycamore Tree.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhj9H5LaXjN4rGL6j4U40cHyXK5v4s4XRMJY9Q5TZ4gwRZkokYMrumgGzThEKxUxAnGnMRZK5C9Dfh1SRC03ae9mY6YTYYJwLvdttVgf5LS0m23HBN_scbJBWNcI4ceVDSExctKzI-yMfQ3JwIQMPAvOK4bQpzsimby04ySGWO_N4nyxHcEGdpo7KbC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="520" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhj9H5LaXjN4rGL6j4U40cHyXK5v4s4XRMJY9Q5TZ4gwRZkokYMrumgGzThEKxUxAnGnMRZK5C9Dfh1SRC03ae9mY6YTYYJwLvdttVgf5LS0m23HBN_scbJBWNcI4ceVDSExctKzI-yMfQ3JwIQMPAvOK4bQpzsimby04ySGWO_N4nyxHcEGdpo7KbC=w520-h640" width="520" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjQA6shwJMA5UYMV3utW4a3Te2oY6TmIpkyH93JoLiH4FxsV-MmQ__SvX_jsRl25Es7fJYUf9WafGv5eCN-XjaxZcV216Yq-aNK6xx0lewr_-NIwA2-zOwLiX_s021sh9DU-QSuq5jW0KJ0X8FhiNujnZs_gZGV4HDzw3pyp0IKn4Tjh6k6kssOtzQI" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="504" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjQA6shwJMA5UYMV3utW4a3Te2oY6TmIpkyH93JoLiH4FxsV-MmQ__SvX_jsRl25Es7fJYUf9WafGv5eCN-XjaxZcV216Yq-aNK6xx0lewr_-NIwA2-zOwLiX_s021sh9DU-QSuq5jW0KJ0X8FhiNujnZs_gZGV4HDzw3pyp0IKn4Tjh6k6kssOtzQI=w252-h320" width="252" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">I've been experimenting on the side with using different medium</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgsjtDwhAn3LFcsyuOL4QGmprZqEwixmNHaOpOBOIhR-CfAgKnoLcC5U0XVwfR-07jbn2ClzjDq435qAFO7GgqxN-NZdaL6ioW-lhFIasVVOcL-BrpZn24IPH9B58gZol3J5H36xT0qGFY9jmLulZrdT1HjZPJmiHP48yZUDwz7fVdxtWlwezCnB92m" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="631" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgsjtDwhAn3LFcsyuOL4QGmprZqEwixmNHaOpOBOIhR-CfAgKnoLcC5U0XVwfR-07jbn2ClzjDq435qAFO7GgqxN-NZdaL6ioW-lhFIasVVOcL-BrpZn24IPH9B58gZol3J5H36xT0qGFY9jmLulZrdT1HjZPJmiHP48yZUDwz7fVdxtWlwezCnB92m=w395-h400" width="395" /></a></div><br /><br /></div><br /><br /></div><br /><br /><p></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><div><span style="font-family: Meiryo; font-size: 10px;"><br /></span></div>Ginny Stileshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05398435606793199775noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-366450447694779542.post-68132397490846033892022-08-16T20:23:00.005-05:002022-08-16T20:23:47.413-05:00Leaning in to Art...Leaning in to life<p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">Thinking too much about painting is perhaps a little like reading about your car’s engine. It may be interesting enough, but it isn’t getting you to the grocery store for bread and milk. To the easel! <span style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal;"> Christopher Volpe.</span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal;"><br /></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Oh my gosh.. I've had such "hankering" or yearning to get back to my painting lately. I am up north right now so I don't have a lot of supplies with me. I can keep up with my sketching...the observation of botanicals around me etc. But I think I need to carry on a bit more. I can't wait to get back to my studio in Madison. </span><span style="font-size: medium;"> (another week to go). </span></p><p><span style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: inherit; font-size: large; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgZd6p5IkTsqlCW59geGwaKyYtDra7b8GERfdL-0lnlMncpeBfh5qzFTZZ3NrYwB43oemjidSXyxtcnnKSBKU6Iszmmr0EaMhfM5Tek5v2fTC2JdVfyFMBnj9ttOs72jFKCGVoGxWojMOL3y2_nzuSbhpZa8lfC8NMv5x5zn4DYD88wEAUNl9g3cvcU" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="488" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgZd6p5IkTsqlCW59geGwaKyYtDra7b8GERfdL-0lnlMncpeBfh5qzFTZZ3NrYwB43oemjidSXyxtcnnKSBKU6Iszmmr0EaMhfM5Tek5v2fTC2JdVfyFMBnj9ttOs72jFKCGVoGxWojMOL3y2_nzuSbhpZa8lfC8NMv5x5zn4DYD88wEAUNl9g3cvcU=w488-h640" width="488" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: inherit; font-size: large; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">So I am, in the interim, enjoying a "challenge" art project in Zentangle®. That keeps my pens and pencils busy at least. Part of the challenge is that the paper (or "tiles" as </span>we tanglers refer to them) are translucent. (Materials purchased from zentangle.com). </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">They are an interesting plastic combination of materials that are somewhat like the clear vellum you sometimes see in notecards. The project above is a multi-media approach to a lovely tangle called <a href="https://tanglepatterns.com/2010/05/how-to-draw-verdigogh.html" target="_blank">Verdigogh</a></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">And actually if you click on that link and scroll all the way down you'll find the video information on how to do the exact project above.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><span> </span>However...it won't look quite the same without the special transparent paper. Heavy tracing paper might work too. Very fun. Other materials are ink pens and pastel or chalk pencils. And a graphite pencil too. </span></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: inherit; font-size: large; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiMhCsHWMf55CMsu9yjAq78TBAPy5-ya--7eVPsBDbJb4uDGSEES6aVVMV5BDoWcJ6MO1rl6Q66WipbocCBqnwB-0nYN54Oqngqo9wn9Ljjajdkxy_2qJ6fbkxuqYcZAyRLUjoMMkIDPfuyIy2EqUyGwrqWrBhhfd2X-sNWQTLHJaqq-j__QHWL-uYx" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="491" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiMhCsHWMf55CMsu9yjAq78TBAPy5-ya--7eVPsBDbJb4uDGSEES6aVVMV5BDoWcJ6MO1rl6Q66WipbocCBqnwB-0nYN54Oqngqo9wn9Ljjajdkxy_2qJ6fbkxuqYcZAyRLUjoMMkIDPfuyIy2EqUyGwrqWrBhhfd2X-sNWQTLHJaqq-j__QHWL-uYx=w491-h640" width="491" /></a></div><br /><br /><p></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><span style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal;">Above is also from the Zentangle challenge project. The major tangle is Hollibaugh and then the little fish-like tangles are actually on the back side of the paper and just show through. There is lovely lovely sparkling silver pink ink for that bit. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">All the tiles are 3.5 x 3.5". The project is every other day for a week or so. So I'll keep you up to date on how this progresses.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">If you are a subscriber to my blog you are going to find that it has dropped off from coming to you temporarily. Feedburner, my subscription service has deserted me. I am in the process of finding another one. And I'll let you know as soon as I do. I have no idea really who is subscribing to my blog so I am just sending this to a few folks and then asking you check back if you are interested in getting a note in your inbox telling you when I post on the blog. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><div><span style="font-family: Meiryo; font-size: 10px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal;"><br /></span></div>Ginny Stileshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05398435606793199775noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-366450447694779542.post-23790777887365210322022-08-01T08:15:00.000-05:002022-08-01T08:15:39.023-05:00Sketches as "Shorthand" in my sketchbooks! <p style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><span style="color: #1e1e1e;">“The sketch hunter moves through life as he finds it,<span style="font-family: inherit;"> </span></span></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: #1e1e1e; font-size: x-large;">not passing negligently the things he loves, but stopping to know them, and to note them down in the shorthand of his sketchbook.”</span><span style="color: #1e1e1e;"><span style="font-size: large;"> </span><span style="font-size: x-small;">Robert Henri</span></span></span></p><div><span style="color: #1e1e1e; font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 15px;"><br /></span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #1e1e1e; font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 15px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjxFKms_ic3q9zaJyrNGRcSCSxwPMDpLZkwQmOolANu1eKJT35s-p-yTRd1qQG5UShIUXkpf_CY9VOPkncwbTIX2rTDpQf1UK4cclRSCc9kfgfUszBVlE-I0TitG_rzJaeFD1z9yyyvmKh7m8tZSfJlvAX41cupWfe2JektHUsjsEVTFkD_z6bBGpwY" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="487" data-original-width="640" height="305" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjxFKms_ic3q9zaJyrNGRcSCSxwPMDpLZkwQmOolANu1eKJT35s-p-yTRd1qQG5UShIUXkpf_CY9VOPkncwbTIX2rTDpQf1UK4cclRSCc9kfgfUszBVlE-I0TitG_rzJaeFD1z9yyyvmKh7m8tZSfJlvAX41cupWfe2JektHUsjsEVTFkD_z6bBGpwY=w400-h305" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #1e1e1e; font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 15px; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #1e1e1e; font-family: inherit;">Never throw art away...well, let me rephrase, at least not without looking at it with a practiced eye. Old paintings that did not work out?...I've tossed a number in my day, of course. But it is a good idea to use a viewfinder or you old mats to see if maybe there might be a little hidden gem somewhere amidst the larger painting. This is what happened here. It's been so long I don't even remember what I was attempting with the larger format...but with a paper cutter or scissors I snipped some little sweet spots out of the painting and tucked them into an envelope to save. This one was cut down to card size (5 x 7) and it was only after I discovered it that I added the ink, the shading, and line work. I added the pine trees, some stones along the shore, highlighted the birch trees (which were there but not highlighted), </span><span style="color: #1e1e1e;">darkened the shadows under the trees. <i>July...high summer now...is green, green, green and this little painting says that.</i> </span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #1e1e1e;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #1e1e1e;">Voila..a lovely little vignette card to send to my grandson for his 21st birthday! I think it's frame-able myself. </span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #1e1e1e; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #1e1e1e; font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 15px; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #1e1e1e; font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 15px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhDppuRGqtoNtYt_Z_kGzSZ9w3iCpUkaAIu71r3MlASPSuiuXC_phTpSA1-9PvGVIf0EnYIPRR76mCHoFROd6PgGKmHRNBvFk1P_BmAZH9Tv-q4rDwE60jkvfxy-kRGDraPj7gRXFaz_9euLEPYxb9IIM9Cp-9OSOC8ntxwW8qb7FBJeSEFzdpTa0-c" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="404" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhDppuRGqtoNtYt_Z_kGzSZ9w3iCpUkaAIu71r3MlASPSuiuXC_phTpSA1-9PvGVIf0EnYIPRR76mCHoFROd6PgGKmHRNBvFk1P_BmAZH9Tv-q4rDwE60jkvfxy-kRGDraPj7gRXFaz_9euLEPYxb9IIM9Cp-9OSOC8ntxwW8qb7FBJeSEFzdpTa0-c=w405-h640" width="405" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #1e1e1e; font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 15px; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #1e1e1e; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Outside Oakwood Apartments in the conservancy is a little home made cage for moth and butterfly cocoons (in season). And dear Gretchen makes it part of her spring and early summer hobby to curate the cocoons and chrysalis and then share them with residents for release. This screened. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #1e1e1e; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #1e1e1e; font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 15px; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #1e1e1e; font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 15px; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgKF5t2ZNJeN2L0Ru2KhhmFzNZSGKqh6mUNK69YQCdl0UWDfoJGCiaOxd40WTO8etKNU_755BD62p-YDydh2drzKwR59tlZc4cFcmVkYHurjSoeJ-nydqoEeKYy6WsRn9IhqjWKOILLv-eKwCQ8tdHOTawEt-SpvIUWKEL6l49NJsaWXuUZpGCwk_I9" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="490" data-original-width="640" height="491" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgKF5t2ZNJeN2L0Ru2KhhmFzNZSGKqh6mUNK69YQCdl0UWDfoJGCiaOxd40WTO8etKNU_755BD62p-YDydh2drzKwR59tlZc4cFcmVkYHurjSoeJ-nydqoEeKYy6WsRn9IhqjWKOILLv-eKwCQ8tdHOTawEt-SpvIUWKEL6l49NJsaWXuUZpGCwk_I9=w640-h491" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /></div><span style="font-size: large;"><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #1e1e1e; font-family: inherit;">The Madison Urban Sketchers have been at it again...this time introducing me to the Biergarten on Lake Monona last Saturday. (Note the Madison </span><span style="color: #1e1e1e;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(30, 30, 30);">capital building in the bottom far right corner.). Pretty amazing view across the lake!</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #1e1e1e;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(30, 30, 30);"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #1e1e1e;">Gorgeous Saturday afternoon about 82 degrees and a light breeze...many folks out enjoying the cold beer (Greg and I had root beer floats.). There were large home made soft pretzels for some folks and also brats. But the sketchers were too busy to eat or drink much...lots of sketching going on. People were paddle boating, canoeing, swimming, and having parties under tents. (No life guard on duty but looks like once upon time there was!). On the beach was this dark old wood box that look for all the world like a coffin! So I sketched it in. <i>Maybe Mr. Olbrich decided to stay in his park</i>? </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #1e1e1e;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #1e1e1e;">You can tell we had a good turn out. I'm standing WAY in the back row. And at that point I hadn't finished painting some things in. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #1e1e1e;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #1e1e1e;">We are in Madison, obviously, for a few weeks. Summer is lovely here and I don't want to miss the whole season...it's been so windy, wet and cold up north. But we'll leave August 9 (after we vote in the primary) for another two week try and hope weather will improve this time!!! </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #1e1e1e;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #1e1e1e;"> </span></div></span><br /></div><br /><br /></div>Ginny Stileshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05398435606793199775noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-366450447694779542.post-58731379574746897502022-07-24T16:44:00.004-05:002022-07-24T19:22:59.521-05:00We are Here to Keep Watch, Not to Keep<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;"> The astonishment is all in the being here. It is the turtle in the pond, the thought in the mind, the falling star, the stranger on Main Street… To all of this, loss, which seems only to take away, adds its own kind of necessary contribution. No matter what goes missing, the object you need or the person you love, the lessons are always the same. Disappearance reminds us to notice, transience to cherish, fragility to defend. Loss is a kind of external conscience, urging us to make better use of our finite days. Our crossing is a brief one, best spent bearing witness to all that we see: honoring what we find noble, tending what we know needs our care, recognizing that we are inseparably connected to all of it, including what is not yet upon us, including what is already gone. We are here to keep watch, not to keep. </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal;">Kathryn Schulz (from her book <i>Lost & Found)</i></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal;">I am not sure why the above struck me as appropriate for today's blog except that it "vibrated" with me somewhat as a tuning fork makes a hum with you wrap your fingers around it...vibrating your whole hand for a short time. </span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal;">Our first long summer stay at the cabin is wrapping up now...Four weeks...28 days. Not so long in the scheme of things. <i>We are here to keep watch, not to keep. </i>The cabin reminds me of things we are blessed with and so much also of what "cannot keep". Our physical and mental selves savor the familiar lake and the Northwood smells and sounds differently now. A real quiet descends upon us. Deep quiet. Wind, waves, pines, eagles, loons, wild storms, campfires, a canoe ride, wild flowers, etc etc. Things my husband has known and loved for well over 50 years. Me, over 30. </span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">This time we spent time assessing things that we won't use again here and dismantling some to make room for the kids who we hope will want to keep the cabin someday and make it their own. We still hope for some years here...but not the same way they "used to be". "T</span><span style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">ransience </span></span><span style="font-size: large;"> to cherish...fragility to defend". My art studio is being dismantled now (a small desk and shelf left by the window facing the lake. We need the storage for other things and I don't need to duplicate a studio here anymore. Greg's train tables came down. He has his one train layout now in Madison. He needs a work table and some storage instead. </span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">It is interesting that in the two summers starting with the pandemic summer in which we did not come here at all for the first time so much has changed. Now it is as if everything has moved slightly so that we are looking at things from a different point of view. It would have happened anyway, of course, but it's just that it's more than obvious now. <i>The change continues as the pandemic goes on.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">We'll be back on August 9 or 10 for another shorter stay with more family headed up with us for awhile. Then there will be more berries, more acorns, more pine cones, and the sumac will begin to turn just slightly as the ferns get dusty and turn yellow on the tips. We've seen it so many times. </span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjTKhp2sO6QT2onLDbPbKX-t-06z86el3oC4s9Eg4J8hAPiMjhbsNAtMCAZRBKL84PIH_5GTicRnHaNDZT3VwyQwwiwcpnrLAVVNTSLtn7jzV_IYcAU5qCd-5HcDy7z9uEUtHHdmkVNK4HtRV_D6Wq4UCpVGu5yAQT_c7VMr3T9bfMZxqfNaVzk0vlq" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="479" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjTKhp2sO6QT2onLDbPbKX-t-06z86el3oC4s9Eg4J8hAPiMjhbsNAtMCAZRBKL84PIH_5GTicRnHaNDZT3VwyQwwiwcpnrLAVVNTSLtn7jzV_IYcAU5qCd-5HcDy7z9uEUtHHdmkVNK4HtRV_D6Wq4UCpVGu5yAQT_c7VMr3T9bfMZxqfNaVzk0vlq=w480-h640" width="480" /></a></span></div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /><span style="font-family: inherit;">Spreading dogbane? I've never noticed it before. What a lovely find and with a silken moth nest tucked in one leaf too!</span></span></div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhlNXkIqADD2Z6VhiBaMvj3p4KsBZe3quoCUCV7ComUg8dYmCA_kpWIndWeoKuNzg10tAjlCGt0gygRXW4hN0R_OqCksCKO-OEA3W4Pa0Vir813uT5M9sKegPK9QjcSUJkdXTgI4Spmw4KiWttK0rl_QjBTkUNpBtU4D2cPHvdpmJ_gA3i23ECmafiN" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="640" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhlNXkIqADD2Z6VhiBaMvj3p4KsBZe3quoCUCV7ComUg8dYmCA_kpWIndWeoKuNzg10tAjlCGt0gygRXW4hN0R_OqCksCKO-OEA3W4Pa0Vir813uT5M9sKegPK9QjcSUJkdXTgI4Spmw4KiWttK0rl_QjBTkUNpBtU4D2cPHvdpmJ_gA3i23ECmafiN=w640-h480" width="640" /></a></div><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">The Boathouse is an older landmark in nearby Minocqua...a somewhat dusty and aging lakeside restaurant it turns out. A bit of a disappointment on a sunny Thursday morning last week. I was immediately taken in by the signage, however, which I found so interesting AND a real challenge as well. Who knew there was a beer called "Bell's Oberon"? Or "Landshark Lager"? I was inspired after reading about a delightful artist named Doris Rifkin who loves to incorporate signs into her paintings. If you google her you'll find dozens of wonderful paintings full of print. </span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><br /><span style="font-size: large;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj_WZh6WlW10REDAIHtA7yF6ddvTGtTY_E-33PNEXm9WSU3n9FOI-nAYtAKa00rDhugH5VUzETULQ9aXQM3dLKaib66Iy8iZNrf5h_mTCUb_dTZdf8hmPdj9JVYnQoA6zNSJmMsriavxfVWXbIDxjHiJg5r2kZMn5jmjl9NMGf-xAV1PRJ-zqCmedoZ" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="371" data-original-width="314" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj_WZh6WlW10REDAIHtA7yF6ddvTGtTY_E-33PNEXm9WSU3n9FOI-nAYtAKa00rDhugH5VUzETULQ9aXQM3dLKaib66Iy8iZNrf5h_mTCUb_dTZdf8hmPdj9JVYnQoA6zNSJmMsriavxfVWXbIDxjHiJg5r2kZMn5jmjl9NMGf-xAV1PRJ-zqCmedoZ=w541-h640" width="541" /></a></span></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEit5oMzt84Qq2BP1OhcFrghayC7j-4bTBT4d_Lb2okJ9NmDHdkAzYCTSu2uDu3FHcELLNfqylHMfaN_pkXs_EcuLd_isuLKpTqeJrz6Bf5Lm5kReqdjfxyy3vOOT7a97gNSooPI-D181htShJmrd1QCxJ335HpDgE0b5kFvpYv69Bq6duAPkgXatXRu" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="415" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEit5oMzt84Qq2BP1OhcFrghayC7j-4bTBT4d_Lb2okJ9NmDHdkAzYCTSu2uDu3FHcELLNfqylHMfaN_pkXs_EcuLd_isuLKpTqeJrz6Bf5Lm5kReqdjfxyy3vOOT7a97gNSooPI-D181htShJmrd1QCxJ335HpDgE0b5kFvpYv69Bq6duAPkgXatXRu=w416-h640" width="416" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I hope I didn't already post this sketch. I may have. It's my bags full of art supplies coming up to the cabin which are now filling up again for the return trip. Done in water-soluble tinted graphite. </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjXVmRGvsjh4OOWY7OxtFhV0fLawp06WiPebY9o4ZYEj1IMZo9VjYB7_agvg9oqyAueiefYGXnuFK4Q5gu2fBZip12nxUC8-tAFu9fSAbT8blvJbM1t93b_69hAR2TEy9rLDHLJPGi-WmkIIWv_ibJgp1YvAaDpZxtrATGMCyUT-3m9hE4ygWqRXDdL" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjXVmRGvsjh4OOWY7OxtFhV0fLawp06WiPebY9o4ZYEj1IMZo9VjYB7_agvg9oqyAueiefYGXnuFK4Q5gu2fBZip12nxUC8-tAFu9fSAbT8blvJbM1t93b_69hAR2TEy9rLDHLJPGi-WmkIIWv_ibJgp1YvAaDpZxtrATGMCyUT-3m9hE4ygWqRXDdL=w480-h640" width="480" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: left;">The cabin nestled into the forest from the road side.</div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">(Lake on the other side.). Our car is covered in a gray car cover off the left side behind the trees. A blue bag of recycle waiting for us to take to the recycle. There's a group of large trees just to the left of the door. One of those fell this spring in a wind storm. Toward the cabin!!!!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">BUT just missed major damage by falling where those trash cans are sitting and then getting hung up in the upper branches! HOW lucky was that. </div><br /> </span><p></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal;"><i><br /></i></span></span></p><div><span style="font-family: Meiryo; font-size: 9px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal;"><i><br /></i></span></div>Ginny Stileshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05398435606793199775noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-366450447694779542.post-86339297237657611472022-07-15T22:01:00.002-05:002022-07-15T22:01:35.602-05:00Summer Thoughts<p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="background-color: white; color: #272727; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">You're braver than you believe, </span></p><p style="background-color: white; color: #272727; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">stronger than you seem, </span></p><p style="background-color: white; color: #272727; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">and smarter than you think.</span></p><p style="background-color: white; color: #272727; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-small;"> (AA Milne)</span></p><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg6xO_LxVZZ9rA_gqDQdVb2NRb5hzhIvwgu0ji5BH0bDI1tVl6VFVwvZIiBJnc9fW6VNY5mRVwhozWgohB3iPEoy1tjQZX6nIKMht0QL5eK5nfzUDNbnXjY9IffhQmp-X-BBuX43PEGHE6M82CBvvgKlcTo8WXjaxPg71CoImeN3cY_ZLP9n2Xp0YBL" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="448" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg6xO_LxVZZ9rA_gqDQdVb2NRb5hzhIvwgu0ji5BH0bDI1tVl6VFVwvZIiBJnc9fW6VNY5mRVwhozWgohB3iPEoy1tjQZX6nIKMht0QL5eK5nfzUDNbnXjY9IffhQmp-X-BBuX43PEGHE6M82CBvvgKlcTo8WXjaxPg71CoImeN3cY_ZLP9n2Xp0YBL=w448-h640" width="448" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">The cabin, as the summer moves along, simmers into the routines that becomes a kind of mesmerizing center of our world. The climate, the smells, the sounds are so </span>different<span style="font-family: inherit;"> from our other life. A life of wood smoke, piney smells, marshmallows and tiny flowers. A life of quiet or wild storms, lapping lakeside water at the pier. Reading on the summer porch, drawing in the studio, examining a weevil, watching caterpillars eat. The gorgeous berry colors, the pesky mosquitoes, baking cookies in the old oven, streaming church on the computer, wearing flannel shirts and jeans, seeing so many stars. SO quiet here. </span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhjIfYzaovZSSTzkkn86Y14oxX4DiHI19gGQVthL6SYOyk863hTc-6PyLTeumOSEJgfndzya8PcGPdIpe9YwsvaXRXS9qpM0pcaodwWmFAZnGcBT5JABePakD_R-_VoY4WRd5KjbBWO2oUTGb4BG--zjMhUWf7h0JunONB-CoGcRDmEAAmeFNT3r_35" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="405" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhjIfYzaovZSSTzkkn86Y14oxX4DiHI19gGQVthL6SYOyk863hTc-6PyLTeumOSEJgfndzya8PcGPdIpe9YwsvaXRXS9qpM0pcaodwWmFAZnGcBT5JABePakD_R-_VoY4WRd5KjbBWO2oUTGb4BG--zjMhUWf7h0JunONB-CoGcRDmEAAmeFNT3r_35=w405-h640" width="405" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Sitting on the pier and looking down into the water. Smiling over the </span>plethora<span style="font-family: inherit;"> of rocks...where have they been for all those years? Rolling around in this lake or along the shores...boulders now broken into stones. Old, old, old. Thinking about that new telescope now showing us photos of our universe beyond our dreaming...surely where those rocks came </span>from<span style="font-family: inherit;"> originally? My grandsons skip them across the dark waves. Sending them back to roll in again some day. </span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Family comes and goes. Good times. Memories. </span></span></div><p style="text-align: left;"> </p>Ginny Stileshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05398435606793199775noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-366450447694779542.post-54105564043722466112022-07-09T18:38:00.005-05:002022-07-09T18:38:44.126-05:00July Cabin Sketches<p style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Ability comes from the doing. </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">And in the meantime drawing is solely for our own pleasure.</span></p>
<p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">You will slowly feel its warming effect on your spirit and I guarantee it will bring happiness and connect you to this wonderful world of ours. </span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Faith in this creative process, and faith in your ability to achieve it, </span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">can change your life.</span></p>
<p style="font-family: Georgia; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Carol Peebles</span></p><p style="font-family: Georgia; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><br /></span></p><p style="font-family: Georgia; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><br /></span></p><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhMN84LnJ82xad_xOQ-YDpCpd1PhcEYQ45QTEAA2bw23TGKWTLHML-dc5G-voZSj7dFHo2zN5E4nVq-3vcNdytwOGyrHhqcNB5cQRb10rbMHmsNvSDqeC4q1vUYlLGdd-KxOQE9G3DwqPF_gbvQXGiDW_0HAI2Laq5Wlr2-7okI_7RP9tWZJ0kgiiGX" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="546" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhMN84LnJ82xad_xOQ-YDpCpd1PhcEYQ45QTEAA2bw23TGKWTLHML-dc5G-voZSj7dFHo2zN5E4nVq-3vcNdytwOGyrHhqcNB5cQRb10rbMHmsNvSDqeC4q1vUYlLGdd-KxOQE9G3DwqPF_gbvQXGiDW_0HAI2Laq5Wlr2-7okI_7RP9tWZJ0kgiiGX=w547-h640" width="547" /></a></div><br /><br /></div>Ginny Stileshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05398435606793199775noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-366450447694779542.post-16005835975318491352022-07-04T11:05:00.004-05:002022-07-04T11:05:55.586-05:00Cabin Time<p style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">And yet I know that hope is not a default, it is a choice, it is daily intention and action. Writing a better story is not a given, it is an intention, it is how we lean into the next great turning.</span></p>
<p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Carrie Newcomer</span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgBDYk-JpBsYUNkLlnDGmjY2VZu721tvOw7w5yz1TQDdNdnw-l4vxQDGIzicCg-QkmKiG6Ub47zbf9Zi0XyaGHCuDSOmlG4FB1MY6LwSAhrPOOuSeeIJfI1iK4VrNaoQwkY2HE0qzjW_8hIdLZhZ_PiMIpXVKPrcOQLXcabvyhQVO83TalwhaOk5Wo9" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="472" data-original-width="640" height="472" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgBDYk-JpBsYUNkLlnDGmjY2VZu721tvOw7w5yz1TQDdNdnw-l4vxQDGIzicCg-QkmKiG6Ub47zbf9Zi0XyaGHCuDSOmlG4FB1MY6LwSAhrPOOuSeeIJfI1iK4VrNaoQwkY2HE0qzjW_8hIdLZhZ_PiMIpXVKPrcOQLXcabvyhQVO83TalwhaOk5Wo9=w640-h472" width="640" /></a></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: inherit; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">There is an amazing "aura" about time at the cabin...it takes about a week for me to "fall" into the ambiance of a the new-old ways of cabin life. Ever so slowly my metabolism slows down and I begin rise and wake with the sun again. To hear the frogs and birds more closely to smell the lake and breathe more deeply. To smile over the smell of cinnamon French toast in the morning, to sit with my book in late evenings and watch the wild storms sweep over the water. To really "see" the verge flowers along the road again. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjzzhxSMnCmApNT1B6uNKg83WDdUnf8WwspMyiCZlhLb-SVb0H7jB8wNwmBvpsL_PB8nWtCyO8LRtV9Oxr7vawH-NErVsxsi_4EdI0TMb3zPmcuYosoEHX7iJ4fNoh_Ob8ZD1RO0ijOunBjHTe5z3FQwVxgpVtfgKlP5axPZ5x53BwfAwLBzyKVgbg1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="461" data-original-width="640" height="462" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjzzhxSMnCmApNT1B6uNKg83WDdUnf8WwspMyiCZlhLb-SVb0H7jB8wNwmBvpsL_PB8nWtCyO8LRtV9Oxr7vawH-NErVsxsi_4EdI0TMb3zPmcuYosoEHX7iJ4fNoh_Ob8ZD1RO0ijOunBjHTe5z3FQwVxgpVtfgKlP5axPZ5x53BwfAwLBzyKVgbg1=w640-h462" width="640" /></a></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">Time on the deck with my sketchbook letting my breathing go slow again...following the flow of the ink and waving at friends at boats going by. Smelling the woodsmoke, sharing stories over wine and feeling the sun on your back. Intent on writing a better story* (based on the old memories). Welcome to summer at the cabin. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">*Having my two daughters with us this week has been SO delightful. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">I can't thank them enough for a wonderful week together. Great food, great stories, great memories, wonderful help, laughter. As we "lean into the next great turning." </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /><br /></span><p></p><div><br /></div>Ginny Stileshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05398435606793199775noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-366450447694779542.post-15482286654911413782022-06-22T08:03:00.004-05:002022-06-22T08:03:41.880-05:00Officially Summer<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgSxKZvNal_eJbQm9NNRUBWsFjcDPe3YgnGYsngkDEEEJxFOMRQQoZHHB3YLMw6qLJSjUAhelL_EXZFwZa6U4OGF9VxJzpjv5yqnB8bzyZld4hAhI78sLBXveleNsqm7n5jIjB4YcJ8x9QcLM6yEZ2d4b01o6RvhNSwkcTHHJnjC48iR2L8VDqBngT5" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="487" data-original-width="640" height="488" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgSxKZvNal_eJbQm9NNRUBWsFjcDPe3YgnGYsngkDEEEJxFOMRQQoZHHB3YLMw6qLJSjUAhelL_EXZFwZa6U4OGF9VxJzpjv5yqnB8bzyZld4hAhI78sLBXveleNsqm7n5jIjB4YcJ8x9QcLM6yEZ2d4b01o6RvhNSwkcTHHJnjC48iR2L8VDqBngT5=w640-h488" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">It was a lovely weather day on Saturday for the Urban Sketchers to gather at Wingra Boats on Lake Wingra. Very festive...lots of families celebrating with balloons, people out padding on various rental boats available, sitting out on the patio or putting their boats in at the public launch. </span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span> </span>I was drawn to a </span>small building<span style="font-family: inherit;"> just at the edge of the walking path which was labeled "Hobbit House" and </span>wondered how it is used. No clues were given and it might just be a storage place. But I had to include it. Along side it were stored many of those new paddle boats that people stand on while they paddle about on calm days. The darling "fish" sign was really quite large by the way...several feet long and wide. Brightly painted. Many kayaks to rent, of course, and a duck paddle boat I'll have to sketch another day.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">It was our 32nd anniversary this week and so after the sketch time we went out to eat strawberry waffles. Yum. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjNB4GrYIqHM87BbIvMDhHXnaZDLan1wfd3I3Vi3EWiHxb-E9b-spMO5JpBUyZwhmMuQsFLh6LxTWJ3SRdA7cpWiEw_vvlSqHNYgeOwVoUnBC0NlGsoz_nE6mb7fwqoUnZBuwDkwKV4ZKZQP6N7uJfqzc2pRs5o9a5cquksM9zRcvc_aeRhlffjLQao" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="428" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjNB4GrYIqHM87BbIvMDhHXnaZDLan1wfd3I3Vi3EWiHxb-E9b-spMO5JpBUyZwhmMuQsFLh6LxTWJ3SRdA7cpWiEw_vvlSqHNYgeOwVoUnBC0NlGsoz_nE6mb7fwqoUnZBuwDkwKV4ZKZQP6N7uJfqzc2pRs5o9a5cquksM9zRcvc_aeRhlffjLQao=w429-h640" width="429" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Sometimes it just nice to sketch a "moment in time". A quiet little half an hour after supper one evening just off the sun room here at our apartment complex. It has been VERY warm with dramatically hot day time temperatures close to 100 degrees. So being outside for awhile in the evening in a shady spot seemed just right. The signs on the pots tell which of the residents maintain their "pot garden" and the pole is called a "peace pole". They are also resident created. (Mine is in another garden.). </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">This week we'll take a short trip to Poynette to visit family and see our great grandson, Ollie, who is sprouting up like a summer plant! He's 7 months old already! Then on the weekend more family gatherings to celebrate the beginning of summer and a </span>birthday<span style="font-family: inherit;"> party too. </span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">We are headed off the cabin next week over the 4th and through the month of July. So I will no doubt be posting some cabin thoughts and sketches from up there. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><br /><p></p>Ginny Stileshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05398435606793199775noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-366450447694779542.post-52436635562794221452022-06-17T20:34:00.005-05:002022-06-17T20:34:54.594-05:00Lovely June Days in Madison<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgEZ27J4Mn9WCDkYn5veggm21-P7UwHiwmDvDgswhHKu8tkMWszj_yuIwOhkT2sjeGKkhd0_D-MfUfeMy5JvKUuBionLl4zg4f8-xM16q9Rql39-DOU0eHuU3z3qUJ3rQESvC4giDVslAszvX-j1Lk8-TA98UE88G9qidvpUQQLZHsKzQqw-qMCNNGD" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="423" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgEZ27J4Mn9WCDkYn5veggm21-P7UwHiwmDvDgswhHKu8tkMWszj_yuIwOhkT2sjeGKkhd0_D-MfUfeMy5JvKUuBionLl4zg4f8-xM16q9Rql39-DOU0eHuU3z3qUJ3rQESvC4giDVslAszvX-j1Lk8-TA98UE88G9qidvpUQQLZHsKzQqw-qMCNNGD=w424-h640" width="424" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0 0 0 40px; padding: 0px;"><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Today was a sketching opportunity day. It was, first off, a lovely June day in the low 80s with tons of sunshine. No storms heading our way. (We've had a lot of scary ones in Madison lately). </span></div><p></p></blockquote><p><br /></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">So that was good. But also it was our 32nd anniversary! Our wedding day that long-ago June was lovely too. Lucky us. This </span>morning<span style="font-family: inherit;"> </span>University<span style="font-family: inherit;"> Woods had "Donuts for Dads" which was just a fun little Happy Father's Day weekend deal...good time for visiting and catching up with folks. Then I took a short walk in the woods afterwards and sat under the lush green trees for an hour and just listened to the birds! </span></span></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhBmrlnviSL5_1QmZa5iUSPYJoOndU81W54iKanphTowpCjJ1V8fxKktcmVFmsbB4gPIJ9UNaDpGyGVYRCDHXmbmbhlfKQQBIUhNsDOAEjOvTzYNY_0bLkvcjrniDQpvD2Jc3toJ4y-T-joXBTVH0R91lOt5whkrs7TuuvtlMSgx2nSgjaIkIwzgH_t" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="407" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhBmrlnviSL5_1QmZa5iUSPYJoOndU81W54iKanphTowpCjJ1V8fxKktcmVFmsbB4gPIJ9UNaDpGyGVYRCDHXmbmbhlfKQQBIUhNsDOAEjOvTzYNY_0bLkvcjrniDQpvD2Jc3toJ4y-T-joXBTVH0R91lOt5whkrs7TuuvtlMSgx2nSgjaIkIwzgH_t=w408-h640" width="408" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Then after </span>lunch<span style="font-family: inherit;"> we attended a darling little Model A car show in the Heritage Circle and I couldn't resist this one. </span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">A nice weekend will follow with Urban sketching at Wingra Boats in the morning, pancake lunch for our anniversary meal (at our age you get to do whatever you want) and then am hoping that there is time for a Face Time visit with my sister later in the afternoon.</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">About a week until we leave for the cabin again. Lots to fit into that including lots of family get togethers. Hope your weekend is good wherever you are! </span></span></div><br /><br /><p></p>Ginny Stileshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05398435606793199775noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-366450447694779542.post-87709668556433943592022-06-05T20:22:00.004-05:002022-06-05T20:22:22.987-05:00June in Wisconsin<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhhGRJsfTaZ2eF72ID-sh60OUDY3hmMXhbBYRShlUhj_A6-OgU73GOEjccZq4ceFH75hdtmPoHGO9r3t52rjR9E7yGTAGD6LNl7t5ZELDk96qAqrbRPzrizmUPnLJDhSdEV8iXXbFRISfAeZU9vMtKj9LUHTcEVTf2OeLaZXnCg4dnezGoqjTox4DrM" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="457" data-original-width="640" height="458" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhhGRJsfTaZ2eF72ID-sh60OUDY3hmMXhbBYRShlUhj_A6-OgU73GOEjccZq4ceFH75hdtmPoHGO9r3t52rjR9E7yGTAGD6LNl7t5ZELDk96qAqrbRPzrizmUPnLJDhSdEV8iXXbFRISfAeZU9vMtKj9LUHTcEVTf2OeLaZXnCg4dnezGoqjTox4DrM=w640-h458" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">View of Mush Gush Island toward the north end of Lake Tippecanoe</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">wc in sketchbook</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">The 9 days at the cabin over Memorial Day were not the best weather for sure. LOTS of rain, pretty cold, and lots of mosquitoes and ticks. But we've been going there in May for a billion springs so this was not new news. But one always "hopes" for a miracle. Still we had a good week and the drive up and back went just fine (although it cost a fortune in gas just to drive 4 hours!). This sketch on Memorial Day from Betty's shore line shows how our little island are diminished more each summer by high water. There were gray gray skies that day and gray gray water. Later in the week we got high winds and huge whitecaps on the lake. Kinda scary in a woods. Let's hope things look more summery when we go back up the end of June! </span></div><br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjXsVVbE1T-4d7jLKqzw8D66sbQv584WTu8Ld6fqPEcPSwYq2v297FoPpFKlhS27X7-y6gK0PXcg90D-zTMYVxEN1lThkczjntsDaOBJ7GWOK-ABZxWo7i-SpF_E7gu2gFmxqzitmBw7g8PKgYhD3xE7xo7LbBfZLdnrX9OZFPab7agJaAydM7J6EMA" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="640" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjXsVVbE1T-4d7jLKqzw8D66sbQv584WTu8Ld6fqPEcPSwYq2v297FoPpFKlhS27X7-y6gK0PXcg90D-zTMYVxEN1lThkczjntsDaOBJ7GWOK-ABZxWo7i-SpF_E7gu2gFmxqzitmBw7g8PKgYhD3xE7xo7LbBfZLdnrX9OZFPab7agJaAydM7J6EMA=w640-h480" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Acrylic on canvas: 16 x 20</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Hydrangas, Mixed Bouquet, White Lilacs</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">I did bring back some paintings I had stored at the cabin over the years...all painted in Florida over the 12 years we lived there. I have never hung them together before. I was amazed that I picked cobalt blue for the background on all 3 which is nice as it makes them look more like a grouping! I thought they make a cheery summery setting in our dining room here in Madison. Right in front of flowers from Julies' lovely garden!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiPowrSvhKg6BTxqK0nE_DI1f1iDs4pqq_pr4dI4eUySiTXKU4MPv46WOkPZNV-CCyD7PptDxXRUOteKpmFuQPdrEj20ulDDaD8GkmMzmvgEwueGQDJIxbbYcdoW18x_0JTDwH8w7DAlLSR0yPLA2HZ2u2d_eRRIr_95gPiBtZWf2B1UcIdTOuiqbZ5" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiPowrSvhKg6BTxqK0nE_DI1f1iDs4pqq_pr4dI4eUySiTXKU4MPv46WOkPZNV-CCyD7PptDxXRUOteKpmFuQPdrEj20ulDDaD8GkmMzmvgEwueGQDJIxbbYcdoW18x_0JTDwH8w7DAlLSR0yPLA2HZ2u2d_eRRIr_95gPiBtZWf2B1UcIdTOuiqbZ5=w480-h640" width="480" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhqntHd6W9tEU6Q4PLswgeczCoCoGmZ-C-sNKea3kbzsGifuCzSl8qOmlWsIFSx-T50SDpzXuBXeT_p7a-Z0DFkEucOr5hjeayqOnX3_I-5xA6G0XQnKQxK5ZlCSDAlcdJP-2u10lnFasodyFtbyMZ3aI3iEuljQ_2orECIf_j5fh0YF1sND6e-tP9J" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhqntHd6W9tEU6Q4PLswgeczCoCoGmZ-C-sNKea3kbzsGifuCzSl8qOmlWsIFSx-T50SDpzXuBXeT_p7a-Z0DFkEucOr5hjeayqOnX3_I-5xA6G0XQnKQxK5ZlCSDAlcdJP-2u10lnFasodyFtbyMZ3aI3iEuljQ_2orECIf_j5fh0YF1sND6e-tP9J=w480-h640" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Ink and Watercolor sketch in 9 x 12 notebook</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">from photo of Venice</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">This sketch and watercolor was done this afternoon during an online streamed class with Brenda Murray at Studio 56. She supplied the photo that she took in Venice. And she talked about 35 of us through it over the space of about an hour and a half. A very nice afternoon. </span></div><br /></div><br /><p></p>Ginny Stileshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05398435606793199775noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-366450447694779542.post-79551859943393904232022-05-28T12:16:00.004-05:002022-05-28T12:16:57.270-05:00Courage Cards and Hope<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEimEzCGPE6xB2r-2syfVGzKuXnowfzd8VpVSKbb0iPg9ivqYIOL7i3Jl2SuVRR33YSCvctY7kR9QOoLxBPL3gpxf1eKjqZgaaXSX_myFJPhev0iL2_l9OPw_8PzR15OURg07WfeJZIgZxANzT3KKdM1_zq6GROh_xc2bAiOzPheu1mKvxd1VEppj-0R" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="479" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEimEzCGPE6xB2r-2syfVGzKuXnowfzd8VpVSKbb0iPg9ivqYIOL7i3Jl2SuVRR33YSCvctY7kR9QOoLxBPL3gpxf1eKjqZgaaXSX_myFJPhev0iL2_l9OPw_8PzR15OURg07WfeJZIgZxANzT3KKdM1_zq6GROh_xc2bAiOzPheu1mKvxd1VEppj-0R=w480-h640" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">May 14th in Julie's garden in Madison, WI</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Her garden in early spring is to die for. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Really...I can't paint fast enough.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiUt_KQ42Ql2Nl9ZL3ig3-Z4C7Adhn8R5yjha0zBI5rSePJKvwSS6hihF3cNAbPH-hQcFpHbi3pV2a0UNZ0bUlVrvdivuqp2KU3pbYQSP886NkEqY_jQgoU1cLNMk47TW3hPt11Op8BTerWVpNAT841C3wBPdK3qwrQ5rcHnoCSePW1X-7KIKjzn6XL" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img alt="" data-original-height="451" data-original-width="640" height="452" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiUt_KQ42Ql2Nl9ZL3ig3-Z4C7Adhn8R5yjha0zBI5rSePJKvwSS6hihF3cNAbPH-hQcFpHbi3pV2a0UNZ0bUlVrvdivuqp2KU3pbYQSP886NkEqY_jQgoU1cLNMk47TW3hPt11Op8BTerWVpNAT841C3wBPdK3qwrQ5rcHnoCSePW1X-7KIKjzn6XL=w640-h452" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">These are birthday and graduation cards. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Well, the ones on the left and right are birthday book marks.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Zentangle on tinted paper with white shading using white charcoal pencil and white pens.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">The center one is a grandson's graduation card. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEit2gvFHHuu7JJ3cI3u_RLJDRygkYjv0EACnJWmB2t0A0Qik7or9qmM6M3EbDGwq1Zj0Lzzc4S_mYp0LARndaHjZK8BEWq6dGEKeGDyZhHeIUSBlhuBSXWaEJO4BTe8A4JvMZkMlpVMxfrR_2-zx8pbDFiir39dcwgI8DPHIOKB0GxJw4h3Eg3RTWsy" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="647" data-original-width="821" height="504" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEit2gvFHHuu7JJ3cI3u_RLJDRygkYjv0EACnJWmB2t0A0Qik7or9qmM6M3EbDGwq1Zj0Lzzc4S_mYp0LARndaHjZK8BEWq6dGEKeGDyZhHeIUSBlhuBSXWaEJO4BTe8A4JvMZkMlpVMxfrR_2-zx8pbDFiir39dcwgI8DPHIOKB0GxJw4h3Eg3RTWsy=w640-h504" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">This is a 2 part online zoom class called "Courage Cards" </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">given my Esther Piszczek.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">I've just finished Part I so these are just the beginning of the project.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Esther is a Zentangle® artist. Here's her <a href="https://eternalpossibility.com/classes">link</a>.</span></div></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiTKS3fJmlQ09DHd-vnv2OGPtuV4c_sV8xEa9ODr21D-GgM_Ayng59PYCPVuNZG6446jb359K5_Z_8z8TPh0iDBAaNKRrTN_LnSNByQNMliweSKmURJWwx1TnULGyRe0Bi4nc1QAJtZ6SfovEnTxeWDOiq_OD4RE20KYZVIQ_lD4AOa_5dcQOh5j253" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="640" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiTKS3fJmlQ09DHd-vnv2OGPtuV4c_sV8xEa9ODr21D-GgM_Ayng59PYCPVuNZG6446jb359K5_Z_8z8TPh0iDBAaNKRrTN_LnSNByQNMliweSKmURJWwx1TnULGyRe0Bi4nc1QAJtZ6SfovEnTxeWDOiq_OD4RE20KYZVIQ_lD4AOa_5dcQOh5j253=w640-h480" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Back side of the cards in design of your choice. I used spatter watercolor and also some stencil prints as well as Gelli prints glued onto the back of the cards. (about 4 x 6)</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">It seems appropriate to be talking about courage in these dark time.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">The entire world has been affected by wars and mass shootings and pandemics and loss. We need music and art more than ever before to sustain our souls and give us courage. </span></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiq1oqzVWtgvGfkcITWW8OEQgcmRZR_FnGYIdW286qvCEljMs-p39lD_MfQRaVBg-nhpjUCULLPj4rR2D8FDpwR25PGQrehHYJy4KLw7QWfOzbi1HVQjLj-6eIAr7sphSGST5mpVQ5fIVwXk_Z346O2sZjH4bbwKpka8jAjq-zvxmzX-B6TeqKkQAED" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="473" data-original-width="640" height="474" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiq1oqzVWtgvGfkcITWW8OEQgcmRZR_FnGYIdW286qvCEljMs-p39lD_MfQRaVBg-nhpjUCULLPj4rR2D8FDpwR25PGQrehHYJy4KLw7QWfOzbi1HVQjLj-6eIAr7sphSGST5mpVQ5fIVwXk_Z346O2sZjH4bbwKpka8jAjq-zvxmzX-B6TeqKkQAED=w640-h474" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Greg and I are up north at the cabin for a week now (in the rain mostly unfortunately). Of the 4 days up here in Lac du Flambeau it's rained 3 days. Sigh. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">But it's that time of year when we try to get things open and ready for the summer to follow. Hopefully it will follow! It's a sleepy time for baking cookies and looking for the jigsaw puzzles and cleaning cupboards and we had hoped to do a little raking but apparently not this time up. We'll be back up the end of June and through the month of July. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><p><br /> </p>Ginny Stileshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05398435606793199775noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-366450447694779542.post-83836926485625974352022-05-13T08:55:00.002-05:002022-05-13T08:55:12.993-05:00Reminding you to Pay Attention<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiJA5LmZv99dFuSYqnGFqwoLeZdGwiTdIPTQbEOnRyMiOyzaLNmEkyug7Ji8lgNwqIaFnzWA2HAzpK_YOl-WGwEExzWe35bmALUXgIkkklmrBhuh3ENzOJn4TD4QIiXoS6DaNB6TjgKbcvblmjJqz_mt6uS3oCYmTsegbP-Ex4RIuopIyYg2lbD9nKW" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiJA5LmZv99dFuSYqnGFqwoLeZdGwiTdIPTQbEOnRyMiOyzaLNmEkyug7Ji8lgNwqIaFnzWA2HAzpK_YOl-WGwEExzWe35bmALUXgIkkklmrBhuh3ENzOJn4TD4QIiXoS6DaNB6TjgKbcvblmjJqz_mt6uS3oCYmTsegbP-Ex4RIuopIyYg2lbD9nKW=w300-h400" width="300" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">My Mother's Day gift is a surprise!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Julie took this photo right after I opened the amazing gift card to a local art store here in Madison. I may have been a bit extravagant in my reaction but seriously...art stuff is just a lot of fun and it was a lovely gift. And thinking about how to spend it will be VERY fun. My kids are really quite something and I am crazy about all 3 of them. </span><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">(Beth is in CA, Rick is in Lemont, IL and Julie lives 3 miles away here in Madison.)</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">When friend, Bill, recently asked me "what's your blog about". I think I said "mostly art stuff" which is true. But when I look </span>back<span style="font-family: inherit;"> over the blog posts over the many years I've been doing this...it's surely more than that. It may "revolve" around art as a theme but it's about my attention to life in general. Flipping back through posts is a little like a journal of what was up with me at the time. </span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">It's about what I pay attention to. You can see if you read the little "bit" by Mary Oliver under the title of my blog that "paying attention" is totally what I'm all about. And using art as a focus for that is very helpful. </span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="font-family: inherit; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj7tjERRwmUdJwHU00dRl4iIGL9MjW_o9OI4_URAfX0HIBr6O1Z95Q_Rr3QjC0nIO4RRenj9I6JMAXsOwL-FqWMq7-lpJ5iOgIcaep5mXeIcGbPF8gkmLgRY1ML_OGuqbEBiwNtuoFJvTaKcj6n_5v9Qb08XLzhG7bc13XALFoGfsRonWB7EPFPzsyd" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img alt="" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="640" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj7tjERRwmUdJwHU00dRl4iIGL9MjW_o9OI4_URAfX0HIBr6O1Z95Q_Rr3QjC0nIO4RRenj9I6JMAXsOwL-FqWMq7-lpJ5iOgIcaep5mXeIcGbPF8gkmLgRY1ML_OGuqbEBiwNtuoFJvTaKcj6n_5v9Qb08XLzhG7bc13XALFoGfsRonWB7EPFPzsyd=w640-h480" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Cards<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEifb98nlWVRlTd5NbqnWVHWFs_U99SVmVMArY6rFgd6MCAumNY-i7wPhMRKjYqjjFcisursXvMZU8qxS81Em18R88P1pKoddAifJuUyrhWWhE-em-pExYiddjEov5kazYJZy3MMLeSWpSxIBv6AWP1tuAiFFvS53kOe7iLLu6Pu-gU-2FenJ--95k0Z" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="488" data-original-width="640" height="488" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEifb98nlWVRlTd5NbqnWVHWFs_U99SVmVMArY6rFgd6MCAumNY-i7wPhMRKjYqjjFcisursXvMZU8qxS81Em18R88P1pKoddAifJuUyrhWWhE-em-pExYiddjEov5kazYJZy3MMLeSWpSxIBv6AWP1tuAiFFvS53kOe7iLLu6Pu-gU-2FenJ--95k0Z=w640-h488" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div></td></tr></tbody></table><div style="text-align: left;"><span><span style="font-family: inherit;">The latest excursion on May 7 that the Madison Urban Sketch group made was out to the Pinney Library on the East Side. Members of the group suggest places and the leader (Deborah) makes the final decision and usually "hosts" the gatherings unless she can't be there. Some "urban" groups call themselves "expeditionary" artists. I think that's kind of a fun term. Off on an "expedition" sort of says what we hope for. These are often to </span>places<span style="font-family: inherit;"> we've never been to before. Sketching at a library was a first for me. But sketching <i>anywhere</i> is obviously the name of the game. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgmScds_exCs9lYhriPzEmmEOwkx6tRxY5r281J-NZsm4NRfyQuE4P13_MXtNoP03DMuW60bWmpEBIGCJqdWWtlKmmwkT6zsf0rENEOwsEiCfbLd-w2qpAzTYY-mGLApRc0nqDVm3Dfw-xdrLS6-evjV9DmS8O_Sx9Z3D40KZXz_PKiGx_Two6mzE9E" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="300" data-original-width="400" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgmScds_exCs9lYhriPzEmmEOwkx6tRxY5r281J-NZsm4NRfyQuE4P13_MXtNoP03DMuW60bWmpEBIGCJqdWWtlKmmwkT6zsf0rENEOwsEiCfbLd-w2qpAzTYY-mGLApRc0nqDVm3Dfw-xdrLS6-evjV9DmS8O_Sx9Z3D40KZXz_PKiGx_Two6mzE9E=w400-h300" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">This was a small group...can be up to a dozen or so. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiVrT5IJ10XfAWGaGjPzG9NkdwU8HsMZ03K8OrzEHzsKvFOwQ66irt0FCxh9ZG8k-qga891pR30NQS8K892tdJZFNG_EDy0JD12wWMUfHVZK2dGlTCgqF1HW6h-AahuLjOZWy2rSk9bEN9SBxYbH6nMzd-XBxmihh5WvnSJDI9n2UGEdI7_l4sqmHvv" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="303" data-original-width="429" height="226" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiVrT5IJ10XfAWGaGjPzG9NkdwU8HsMZ03K8OrzEHzsKvFOwQ66irt0FCxh9ZG8k-qga891pR30NQS8K892tdJZFNG_EDy0JD12wWMUfHVZK2dGlTCgqF1HW6h-AahuLjOZWy2rSk9bEN9SBxYbH6nMzd-XBxmihh5WvnSJDI9n2UGEdI7_l4sqmHvv" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">At the end of a few hours we throw down our sketches and visit a bit about them afterwards. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">I am hosting the group the first Saturday in June to our 9 acre woodland walk here at Oakwood. Crossing fingers on good weather.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjN7vCb7aHgpup0ocCVGDxKkuhMt__9haHll8qVzJMJ7jL9TijNbruIsXwynp2G8kFQT0jSNHY4t2xlr5xfvb_gVwoYrU5vcOGANtAtlLE-pzzVhNQIVqERTXr3ARFqE52O966_LKrMYxaeBmHST-1A5Dc8gDLdvs_-Pz_tWQXCJANLNx-VlWBJ1xFY" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="551" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjN7vCb7aHgpup0ocCVGDxKkuhMt__9haHll8qVzJMJ7jL9TijNbruIsXwynp2G8kFQT0jSNHY4t2xlr5xfvb_gVwoYrU5vcOGANtAtlLE-pzzVhNQIVqERTXr3ARFqE52O966_LKrMYxaeBmHST-1A5Dc8gDLdvs_-Pz_tWQXCJANLNx-VlWBJ1xFY=w552-h640" width="552" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The walks in our Oakwood nature preserve in spring are amazing. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">And right now (after a week of way above average temps) everything is popping out like crazy!!! I hope to get out there again today to see what's up now! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgaBtLadu98zfQOLhTLGlzO0jXUDbYf2q-eFLBMlXS8ccogJMx22f13_XYbJCkqI-QSuNMGbK57Eapv_9keTTkNhIf3Y6Fiv5OEuctdK3y8Ue6Nw1qCt4aXm_w-J5_ZH97M-LZ4h4r3ZsI6gXQolHInhgy38WZhIARpHw7PmhvYUYdwPopwtAlIdGGG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgaBtLadu98zfQOLhTLGlzO0jXUDbYf2q-eFLBMlXS8ccogJMx22f13_XYbJCkqI-QSuNMGbK57Eapv_9keTTkNhIf3Y6Fiv5OEuctdK3y8Ue6Nw1qCt4aXm_w-J5_ZH97M-LZ4h4r3ZsI6gXQolHInhgy38WZhIARpHw7PmhvYUYdwPopwtAlIdGGG=w300-h400" width="300" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">One last photo taken this past Tuesday...this is the gravesite of my mom and dad at Oakhill cemetery in Lake Geneva. On this grave plot are also my grandparents and their infant son who died at 2 days old. AND my great grandparents are nearby. Lake Geneva holds the roots of my mother's side of the family. She was born here in an old house on Water Street that still stands. And I have lived within this southern Wisconsin town most of my adult life...in Fontana, Williams Bay and Elkhorn. And I taught school in Lake Geneva for over 30 years. It's the "home place" And this old cemetery is now on the historical register. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">This is where Greg and I will someday settle down like in "Our Town" above the lovely old town that is in my history and not too far from Beloit/Janesville where Greg's growing up memories lie. His mom is buried in Clinton. We stopped to put flowers on her grave on Tuesday too. And we visited his mother's sister's grave in Shopiere..Aunt Corkie who lived to almost 102. What an amazing woman! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Now we begin plans for the garden at Julie's...celebrate some family birthdays and graduations coming up. And plan for some time at the family cabin up in Lac du Flambeau later in May. Wishing you all a great month of May!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Our 12 grandchildren and 3 great grandchildren keep us busy. Here is Greg's lovely grandson Eric who will graduate from Luther college and head off to seminary. We hope to stream the graduation which is in MN Saturday morning! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiwkZR1A7kQwDhs8E9Q9A4r6mCu4g5tz68L-FErjBZBQC9-njRoKRcRPY0TE5LqcPSxGAvOS1U_7wj1cix_D97tOmFUuadgPb0eFrv9WG1-h_445QCo_y0kxFPwX4k8IQSSUHUjRk_G4CYaN7t4M_QglLY6EGOtLTO2cPl33bVLXbENudUVKTFwKpIp" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="386" data-original-width="282" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiwkZR1A7kQwDhs8E9Q9A4r6mCu4g5tz68L-FErjBZBQC9-njRoKRcRPY0TE5LqcPSxGAvOS1U_7wj1cix_D97tOmFUuadgPb0eFrv9WG1-h_445QCo_y0kxFPwX4k8IQSSUHUjRk_G4CYaN7t4M_QglLY6EGOtLTO2cPl33bVLXbENudUVKTFwKpIp" width="175" /></a></div><br /><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><br /><br /></div><br /> </span></div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span><br /></div><br /><br /></div><br /></span></span></div><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /> <p></p>Ginny Stileshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05398435606793199775noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-366450447694779542.post-57360813145226721182022-04-26T21:24:00.001-05:002022-04-26T21:24:08.614-05:00Odds and Ends of art fun in April<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhtAigBZFUemA07pGpCuBRjfw_6ga_NZpVTThGpytsHwUl0xvLNZnIssbEi3Vyu44zDHwELPDW8dzGJpiJbhF25z8_8kFqMhPBZv0NUoS572-LBYjjhSFaEtDv2C9neW-wGspW0W7Q793cIQ-fYIYOVOCbMbqDi07Hx9gKBPqbbp67VHBVJdu29Y6Fk" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="395" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhtAigBZFUemA07pGpCuBRjfw_6ga_NZpVTThGpytsHwUl0xvLNZnIssbEi3Vyu44zDHwELPDW8dzGJpiJbhF25z8_8kFqMhPBZv0NUoS572-LBYjjhSFaEtDv2C9neW-wGspW0W7Q793cIQ-fYIYOVOCbMbqDi07Hx9gKBPqbbp67VHBVJdu29Y6Fk=w395-h640" width="395" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0 0 0 40px; padding: 0px;"><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Walking through the 9 acre woods here at Oakwood brings just the tinges of the first spring flowers and mother goose on her nest in our pond.</span></div><p></p></blockquote><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgoW_oNkiGKYJ4GOXEcanscwkPzeDlexJJHlvvwiKqgCRj7UGNcoQ_ouFFOTrZUEXYPK50qcJOJ0sk1Qmw39mnPHd_C4q89nVC6fLW3EeVoJhZDVapINIjebD-tBxlsybf2aZ30Xv4VgCyp1DrDGQ1PAW7tssm_2clcfK-TKZW-Q8AD6N8aHU4Sbb_v" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgoW_oNkiGKYJ4GOXEcanscwkPzeDlexJJHlvvwiKqgCRj7UGNcoQ_ouFFOTrZUEXYPK50qcJOJ0sk1Qmw39mnPHd_C4q89nVC6fLW3EeVoJhZDVapINIjebD-tBxlsybf2aZ30Xv4VgCyp1DrDGQ1PAW7tssm_2clcfK-TKZW-Q8AD6N8aHU4Sbb_v=w480-h640" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">An Easter card for my sister in "cartouche" style Zentangle.</span></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhYKrkZNEbfUYJLx5cYvAnPBnLTmh6DMKr0ly6R-xbDV8RwXYaKqO4vCYqPzqVH1P77-QTHbIdV-DmUlAY9BToK9AN4NL2cF2shtxPNLZGo4LP5xEZAGkgd52tjnm_2u53t7ZsPhRNHuVUspUmkbgSAMDJY3GDq8zZW3tvHraopX3Ve9yEBRs5FerD7" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="450" data-original-width="640" height="450" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhYKrkZNEbfUYJLx5cYvAnPBnLTmh6DMKr0ly6R-xbDV8RwXYaKqO4vCYqPzqVH1P77-QTHbIdV-DmUlAY9BToK9AN4NL2cF2shtxPNLZGo4LP5xEZAGkgd52tjnm_2u53t7ZsPhRNHuVUspUmkbgSAMDJY3GDq8zZW3tvHraopX3Ve9yEBRs5FerD7=w640-h450" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Grandson Patrick's 16th birthday card in Zentangle Framing.</span></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgW2m3JvnCCt7FTRX3gPAVrrlgwpA3bwJzLe7AiffeuOT_yePWBx0IBFOC1NqksAO-_N9RsdzcE1RHRsj_DQYxR0Oe7J0dsJW7-Xfu07mUBBzQNwZW7Lo65UVxBXuA43mDyWA6JHo9DxvV-BZXrtI13rgthbiFvmzrXkVQuOE7R0Y_yZvffE7Wjpqy5" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="538" data-original-width="640" height="537" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgW2m3JvnCCt7FTRX3gPAVrrlgwpA3bwJzLe7AiffeuOT_yePWBx0IBFOC1NqksAO-_N9RsdzcE1RHRsj_DQYxR0Oe7J0dsJW7-Xfu07mUBBzQNwZW7Lo65UVxBXuA43mDyWA6JHo9DxvV-BZXrtI13rgthbiFvmzrXkVQuOE7R0Y_yZvffE7Wjpqy5=w640-h537" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">A little fun with cards for Easter envelopes </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">using Dingbats style Zentangle</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEh52J9VANU5ceRl5404miWLjbq-2-HcZ3wJeCxYCUhrxvxUphsg6-6jNuk4OcWFvN6iFdN97lXeQVmy-5DVSvYnHjSps_XrQOwg9j-mQofz1BPak4Mi3E87fwL8qrzeJBqEHYvN0JV2qqsoOWTYD9KSe1c020DHKqMnn8UF6l877DgpCaEygNyElHtC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="462" data-original-width="640" height="462" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEh52J9VANU5ceRl5404miWLjbq-2-HcZ3wJeCxYCUhrxvxUphsg6-6jNuk4OcWFvN6iFdN97lXeQVmy-5DVSvYnHjSps_XrQOwg9j-mQofz1BPak4Mi3E87fwL8qrzeJBqEHYvN0JV2qqsoOWTYD9KSe1c020DHKqMnn8UF6l877DgpCaEygNyElHtC=w640-h462" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">My favorite Easter Sketch using Zentangle framing. This was done during a commercial being filmed for University Woods </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">at Oakwood on April. </span></div><br /> <p></p>Ginny Stileshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05398435606793199775noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-366450447694779542.post-38024910372851159952022-04-10T20:32:00.000-05:002022-04-10T20:32:06.071-05:00March and April in Wisconsin<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgFZN1wIAJt2lZ7tK1seOx-82xJEzVEv_9TXrJmTPXU6qI7pwzCIFdXeRqFs93MmahXYEUUneehY_4VTWRThl5OZoa7LNreNrOzDObD_swtiFj6nyFmKKnGY7_fHH7zsZ5Ebb6MG7hK5vuRMI1EOsajwgSohQY2hF4csZxAhT26ZrSjcaS8aRXTzPf9" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="589" data-original-width="640" height="294" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgFZN1wIAJt2lZ7tK1seOx-82xJEzVEv_9TXrJmTPXU6qI7pwzCIFdXeRqFs93MmahXYEUUneehY_4VTWRThl5OZoa7LNreNrOzDObD_swtiFj6nyFmKKnGY7_fHH7zsZ5Ebb6MG7hK5vuRMI1EOsajwgSohQY2hF4csZxAhT26ZrSjcaS8aRXTzPf9=w320-h294" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">What's up in March and early April? I </span>can't believe I haven't posted in an age or two. Sorry about that. Let's catch up:</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">Greg had an open house for his train layout in February. I made "boarding passes" for friends here at Oakwood so that no one would have to wait to get in to see his trains. So much fun and a good turn out.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiNi9Dx_-hgfw3fkKzDFSMIJnr3pquN-h0OBQ9GNr4TNr49tWZvrccMuxVD83N21iGkpFuEB3n5vZZmfL_fSsXsniiNX9M7KzIcLpizMw0z_GSJ7D5MY7eGirS46xUW813HFep4JBhyi1DIcnAqj1tsRdIKeZzqrk3rTClQ5uUPFYOw6e3YQfEhe78H" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="452" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiNi9Dx_-hgfw3fkKzDFSMIJnr3pquN-h0OBQ9GNr4TNr49tWZvrccMuxVD83N21iGkpFuEB3n5vZZmfL_fSsXsniiNX9M7KzIcLpizMw0z_GSJ7D5MY7eGirS46xUW813HFep4JBhyi1DIcnAqj1tsRdIKeZzqrk3rTClQ5uUPFYOw6e3YQfEhe78H=w453-h640" width="453" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Here's a series of pages from my small sketchbook. This ink and watercolor black and white sketch from a recent April concert here on stage at the Oakwood Art Center. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgxkAfkGg6E1FpEbtHGB1k5XiUPYkwIgpelmgEX5Bm1njhp6mNleB2dfrueCKa1k7u_IAHDnp8oIzVykMDIjDAAAI6btcm7s3cqSFGwDlIYuxnqIeEzb8KpLeUdw8Nj821gy5TTVEArxlQnzNGK2qRLZ7vGXfkCzcsBeu5-PWLDkudfdBLXNeg1OmjW" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="410" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgxkAfkGg6E1FpEbtHGB1k5XiUPYkwIgpelmgEX5Bm1njhp6mNleB2dfrueCKa1k7u_IAHDnp8oIzVykMDIjDAAAI6btcm7s3cqSFGwDlIYuxnqIeEzb8KpLeUdw8Nj821gy5TTVEArxlQnzNGK2qRLZ7vGXfkCzcsBeu5-PWLDkudfdBLXNeg1OmjW=w411-h640" width="411" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">This sketch is from a March walk in the Oakwood conservancy. We had a crazy warm day sneak in on March 21 and we went coatless (for one day). Then reality came back. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiceg_9ekpCCtXFFfhDxianZFF0Mp8tMm-mtgU3oapKxuA2LsOPys_-R4fg2_QnShN5fNaeymO00XxEbKaWXu01URH5H8BZUrU3PWpyCY-qRj3bmXjccsUL7Kjc8Af_YVIkIXNKKFfXrfXLNGzxBT58rNQyd2K-ykHc6v0EpsHr2P-fepthufC2PxnA" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="409" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiceg_9ekpCCtXFFfhDxianZFF0Mp8tMm-mtgU3oapKxuA2LsOPys_-R4fg2_QnShN5fNaeymO00XxEbKaWXu01URH5H8BZUrU3PWpyCY-qRj3bmXjccsUL7Kjc8Af_YVIkIXNKKFfXrfXLNGzxBT58rNQyd2K-ykHc6v0EpsHr2P-fepthufC2PxnA=w408-h640" width="408" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">This sketch was a March concert at Oakwood but I had fun just sketching some objects on stage instead of all the people.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiVwapz-pb8wBfbEAxNOq-yy-GSMprK5-zfvew7I7GuLTvzduHg3xVos-IJSzFZXptBrD-wmw9YoyyHeSqOLPMnknj4KZM0s2Zi8SOSewkBVHMJAVUhtl7d81ZSAG8nAskxpLjI8LozSuI1ZPEq7wm0_xPodhzWDFIkRgFz4CObGnUBeqQ2Gli_7dCg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="629" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiVwapz-pb8wBfbEAxNOq-yy-GSMprK5-zfvew7I7GuLTvzduHg3xVos-IJSzFZXptBrD-wmw9YoyyHeSqOLPMnknj4KZM0s2Zi8SOSewkBVHMJAVUhtl7d81ZSAG8nAskxpLjI8LozSuI1ZPEq7wm0_xPodhzWDFIkRgFz4CObGnUBeqQ2Gli_7dCg=w629-h640" width="629" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">This is part of Project Pact 17 with Zentangle. I really got a little carried away with it at the end and just wanted to have it look "unique" and so I painted the center gold, trimmed here and there, added some white on black and it's called "kaleidoscope". </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiCjxqGQC2-tadXggkSg3wVkNqF7pTHFgjn8H8QMFdRfgODWfbNOqs32T74yasTlwyAm1Qc1TDPPFClS9kIiyeeKVLJstyzFi0FpEMU1XqSXEVyLLak5QcS0N-rQx7UkK1D6P1w-lCeWZtwKGQd1jlGmm0tUSRVk54y0a9KK7MF77kLv8ltF0o5TbKX" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="504" data-original-width="640" height="504" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiCjxqGQC2-tadXggkSg3wVkNqF7pTHFgjn8H8QMFdRfgODWfbNOqs32T74yasTlwyAm1Qc1TDPPFClS9kIiyeeKVLJstyzFi0FpEMU1XqSXEVyLLak5QcS0N-rQx7UkK1D6P1w-lCeWZtwKGQd1jlGmm0tUSRVk54y0a9KK7MF77kLv8ltF0o5TbKX=w640-h504" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">It's back to my bigger sketchbook and a trip to Garver Mill here in Madison on the East Side which has been renovated into a venue for shops and entertainment. The Urban Sketchers all went together last Saturday for the afternoon. Much fun.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">All is well here in Madison. Spring is taking a LONG time coming this year but we had nice sunshine on Palm </span>Sunday<span style="font-family: inherit;"> (about 50) and so we can now see the daffodils and crocus peeping up. Really, it magical how fast they arrive from nothing one day and 3-4" the next. We'll have two more days warm and then a drop of 20 degrees again for Easter. Such a shame. Maybe they are wrong? Well, we'll survive.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Once it does come it'll be euphoric for us. The robins are nesting and the goose is sitting on eggs by the pond. It can't be too much longer.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhg9V4gIKOFKdPribTQY17tiA25l-d3xQC1o1ZD8lTVkv21czmSI7pLeXf5rReLR37J6_2oChL5G4lA2xoOZ8nEo14hmGlsulJvlEScW9tuiv4AKUbnjzySGPHLIk2s3PlREPEj6_WjIiXmtbjEQrhYX2fpl617InT5ywVvdmlpEnOjX_teucrt5uTE" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="603" data-original-width="753" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhg9V4gIKOFKdPribTQY17tiA25l-d3xQC1o1ZD8lTVkv21czmSI7pLeXf5rReLR37J6_2oChL5G4lA2xoOZ8nEo14hmGlsulJvlEScW9tuiv4AKUbnjzySGPHLIk2s3PlREPEj6_WjIiXmtbjEQrhYX2fpl617InT5ywVvdmlpEnOjX_teucrt5uTE=w400-h320" width="400" /></a></div><br /><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"> </span></span></div></div><br /><br /></div><br /><br /></div><br /><br /></div><br /> <p></p>Ginny Stileshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05398435606793199775noreply@blogger.com0