Waiting for Baby G…

My niece Mrs G is expecting her first baby. Not to say she will have more — or not. Remember having a baby? You’re still walking funny and people are asking when you plan on having the second!! I am assuming her close mommy friends have already prepared her for the onslaught of unsolicited advice and backseat parenting she will receive when Baby G makes his or her appearance next week.

Anyways, we are waiting for the call, email or text. Bets have been made on the exact date of arrival. Also the very scientific needle & thread data tells us to expect a girl. We collected most of the data at a shower held a few weeks ago. I offered to make a diaper cake. I had made one for The Analyzer’s baby shower and wanted to take it on again. And yes, the first one had turned out completely awesome, so I wanted to experience some more awesome.

Of course I had forgotten the details — how many diapers were needed, which size and style (the plainer the better), so I accosted grocery store customers down the diaper aisle — they had babies with them, so I figured they should have the scoop on the latest & greatest. Most weary parents were very nice and helpful, others tried to politely squirm away.

I was happy to learn that Baby G’s room colours are grey & yellow — yes!!

You may not be able to tell from the photo, but the cake is sitting on a cake stand.  So when they have used up the 96 newborn diapers, they can make a cake. And to accompany that cake — the bottle of merlot hidden inside!

Next, I knew I wanted to try creating something for Baby G’s room. Using the new line of paper called Carolina Breeze by Teresa Collins  as my base, the following 6×6 pieces evolved.

I was pretty happy with the result. I don’t know where these canvases will be hung, but in my mind they are right above the change table, where Mr & Mrs G have the chance to look at different parts of the canvases a little bit at a time, over their countless trips to change diapers. I can hardly wait!

Next, I am taking on bunny making!


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beyondCRAFT Show and Sale

I am so excited to be a an artisan at the beyondCRAFT Show & Sale happening this weekend at Nineteen on the Park in Stouffville. Here is a sample of my newest collection. If you are in the area, drop by and start your holiday shopping!

Fall is Show Time!

It’s that time of the year, craft shows, conferences, exhibitions — I want to take part in  everything!!! Alas, there is only one of me….

Friday, October 12 to Saturday October 13, I will be with Pointer Gifts & Crafts at SCRAPFEST in Oshawa. I will be doing make’n takes Friday from 5-7:30pm, and Saturday from 1-3:30pm, and of course, shopping.

I am very proud to announce I was selected to be a participating artisan at the beyondCraft Show & Sale, November 8 – 11, 2012, located at the Latcham Gallery in Stouffville, Ontario. I will be displaying my jewellery, custom cards & mixed-media canvases.

I will be teaching  mixed-media canvass classes at Pointer on October 18 & 25 from 5 – 8pm. In November, I will also be teaching this class at the Georgina Art Centre & Gallery. When the date is finalized, I will post it.

My next post will showcase the jewellery I have been inspired to make. A teaser to leave you with – think, turquoise, copper, silver, leather…

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right now

My license plate reads “RT NOW”, and I try to live by that motto. Right now. Live in the moment, enjoy it or at least experience it, because you never know what is lurking around the corner. Most times it is a slow, controlled turn, predictable and sometimes boring, but familiar. Other times (and we hope they are few to nil), as we take that corner we have to slam on the breaks, everything happens in slow motion in a split second, and sometimes it changes the course of our lives. And still other times, we have to break, but thankfully the ABS system in out our vehicle kicks in and we are able to maneuver through the corner without too much turmoil and confusion in our lives hereafter.

That is how I have ended up this beautiful fall morning at the emergency room with Miss Know-It-All. What seemed like a manageable twist of the ankle during cheerleading practice last night — I know, I know, I can feel the judgement — which is exactly the exasperated attitude I gave her last night when I picked her up — kept her from telling me information that had she, I might have been a little more compassionate.

So when she hopped into my room this morning, shaking with pain, it was then I realized the extent of her injury. Just a few days earlier, when someone I knew found out my daughter was the one that gets thrown in the air I had had to endure terrible flyer stories. You know like the horror stories people feel compelled to tell you when you’re pregnant. Maybe if I hadn’t allowed myself to be won over by these stories I might have been a little more in-tune and approachable.

Of course I then felt the need to lecture Miss Know-It-All once again on being “careful” — actually said that to her as she was getting out of the vehicle when I dropped her off at practice. Exactly what that means, “be careful” when we say that to someone, I don’t know. Maybe it’s just a residual autonomic response of having babies. A phrase I must have emitted several thousand times a day to my toddler.

So with all this mind, when Miss Know-It-All hurts herself, does she really feel inclined to give me all the details? She saw the look on my face as I drove up and saw her hobbling towards me. With my judginess in full swing she played it down, which you can’t blame her for. Who needs that?! That night, she limped around, up and down the stairs, sat with ice packs while I lived in the land of Oblivious.

The judgment just has no place. It’s a lose-lose situation. Yes, there are inherent risks in cheerleading, even more so when you are a flyer, but there are inherent risks in getting out of bed. Did the “I told you so” – even if not verbalized, help the situation? To do it again, I should have kept my mouth shut and trusted my daughter and her decision to be on this team. So when she hurt herself, she would have felt more inclined to be more forthcoming, knowing she was going to get sympathy & compassion rather than judgement & an unsupportive parent. I should have remembered my other motto, “It can always be worse”.

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It’s the most wonderful time of the year…

We always feel the summer is too short. We try to cram an infinite number of events into a very small, finite time frame. We practice the art of staying up way to late, then sleeping in ’til noon. This summer we had leisurely conversations on the porch eating our first meal of the day as MR CFO came in for lunch. And although the summer was awesome, and I love them to death — it is so nice to get those children out the door & back to school!

I am back on track and creating up a storm! I am very happy to share that my canvases are now available at a lovely little store in Uxbridge called Elemi Organics.  They offer naturally-made aromatherapy products ranging from soaps, bath salts & eco soy wax candles to cleaning products for the home. My kindred spirit, Ms Over-Analzyer, bought me my first Elemi product back when the store opened.

Owner/founder Ginny van Veghel has created a wonderfully, relaxed & tranquil setting in her store and I am so thrilled that my canvases have found a home there!

Here is one of my latest canvases and its corresponding greeting card.


Both will soon be in my etsy shop or contact me for further information or custom enquiries.

Although today is a sad anniversary of a horrible day, let us remember, but look forward to tomorrow.

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I’m in Canadian Scrapbooker!

It arrived in the mail in a plastic protector. It sat face-down in a pile on the counter, amidst flyers for furnace cleaning and fast food coupons. When I finally began to sort through the mountain of to-be recycling, I squealed. My kids came running — “another bear?!” [That’s another story for another day.]

We stood at the counter, everyone leaning in to get a good look, as I slowly turned the pages of the FALL 2012 CANADIAN SCRAPBOOKER.  

My initial excitement began to allow self-doubt to creep in. Turn slowly, it may be so small a picture we might miss it, I thought. I knew Miss Know-It-All was mind-reading because she caught my eye with a sympathetic look. The more pages I turned, the more anxious I became. Then BINGO, page 109 and my canvas took up the WHOLE PAGE!

We admired the page, there was a round of hugs given, and then everyone went back to their day. Me too, except with a huge perma-grin on my face!

I will be teaching mixed-media canvas in September at Pointer. Hope to see you there!

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Fifty (year old) Shades of Grey

My eyes flutter open and I see my Fifty laying there beside me in bed. I decide that it is time to wake him up! As I reach to pull the pillow out from between my legs — I need it for back support, I feel a sneeze building up. My allergies are in full swing, and before I can brace myself, I sneeze and my mouth guard pops out of my mouth and flies across the bed and hits my man in the back of the head. Oh my.

Now that I’ve got your attention…

I am very happy to announce that my mixed-media canvases and cards are now available at the Georgina Art Centre & Gallery. It is a wonderful gallery located in Sutton and I am very proud to be a member and participating artist.

I recently SMASH-ed our family trip to Paris and completely loved being able to do it as we went. I  documented & collected ephemera (everything from METRO tickets to baguette bags) so by the time I got home and had photos developed, I could stick the INSTAGRAMS and quirky pictures in the places I had stories waiting for the visual. Then I could find the really good 1 or 2 to enlarge & scrapbook or hang. But I still feel the need to …PLAY.

I have decided to try my hand at art journalling. I have been a scrapbooker now for 9 years and as I have ventured into mixed-media, I feel the urge to express myself in more mediums that traditional scrapbooking allows. My first-born-Virgo anal-ness is suddenly being attacked by a dirty-handed hippie. My need for clean straight lines and organized paper and photos is having to fight with my urge to gesso & spray. I’m worried though, because I am not an “artist”. I am not trained — I did take a fine arts university course on colour theory a million years ago when I was in school, but that is all. I am a terrible doodler — hence I have taken up & love Zentangle. But I have always tried & failed at keeping a diary/journal, so this is my attempt.

So here is my first art journal page. Yes, it was back in April, but I was not ready to commit. Julie Fei Fan Balzer is my total inspiration on this journey. Let me know what you think.

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