Magical and Majestic

Some days, I feel restless sitting at home all day and doing nothing.  It feels wrong.  But today, it just feels right   Because..

  1. It has been raining and is still overcast.  A cozy day.
  2. Its a day off from school, so I’m supposed to be resting.
  3. I have a pretty bad cold.  Not terrible, but pretty bad.

So today I am going to rest and do nothing.  And by “nothing” I mean read, watch TV, draw, look at Pinterest, maybe even start knitting something.  Anything that requires sitting and not putting forth too much effort.

Sounds marvelous doesn’t it?

Something else that is marvelous is my current Desktop picture.

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It was taken on the Isle of Skye in Scotland, when Ryan and I were there in August. The majestic Cuillin Hills. I try to “x” out of all my windows when I finish using my computer, so that the next time I sit down in front of it, its like “BAM.” Beauty. That’s what it was like a few minutes ago, when I sat down to write this blog post. BAM.

That little path on the bottom of the picture led us to the fairy pools, which is a beautiful series of waterfalls.
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Man, I feel so blessed that we got to go there. On the Isle of Skye, you half expect to bump into a hobbit or centaur or some other magical creature.  It a majestic, magical landscape.

This book just came in the mail.

I ordered it when we got back from our trip, but it just got to me a couple of days ago. Maybe that will be part of the “nothing” I do today–start that book.

Man, I have a lot of nothing to do, better get on it.

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No Worries

It about time for a now post! (I meant to say new post, but I think “a now post” might work for me too)

I got this fun book recently with lots of great ideas.

And then drew this.

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(And of course it is available at my shop).

I’m working on another one also, but things are moving much more slowly now that school has started. It is going great so far by the way.
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It’s so great to be in my 2nd year and not my 1st anymore! There are still good days and bad days–but I am sleeping much better than I did this time last year!

About a museum and poo

I visited the Museum of Biblical Art yesterday. It’s an art museum in Dallas I hadn’t heard of until a couple weeks ago. I really enjoyed it and would recommend it if you enjoy art and/or things relating to the Bible.

They have a special exhibit on display right now about the King James Bible. One interesting artifact was the Wicked Bible. It was published in 1631 and has a pretty big typo.

Oops!


Almost all of the 1,000 copies were destroyed, but a few stuck around–and one of them is at the Museum.

They also have an exhibit of Marc Chagall prints. He is one of my favorite artists. He was Jewish and did a lot of artwork based off of biblical stories.

Speaking of the 10 Commandments

I also enjoyed the art of Father John Guiliani.

Choctaw Madonna and Child


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He is the son of Italian immigrants, but it known for “depicting Jesus and the saints in the faces and imagery of Native American peoples.” (Quote from this article)

Anywho, it’s worth checking out. They also have a great audio tour if you are into that sort of thing.

There are also three drawings that I have yet to share on my blog, but that are already on my Society 6 shop.

Lamp Post

Lamp Post

Rising

Rising


Color Wheel

Color Wheel

I just feel like they aren’t really official until I have them on this blog. Sometime maybe I’ll get a more professional looking website or something… Probably not anytime soon what with school starting in a few weeks and all.

One more interesting thing. I haven’t used shampoo and conditioner in over two weeks–and I’m loving my hair. Read more about the no ‘poo technique here.

Zoom Zip

I’m going to stop calling these things doodles.  That’s just me being shy.

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They’re just art, ok?  Whether they are awesome and world-changing or not.

I need to take better pictures though. I’ve been using my phone camera.  Having uploading difficulties with my Canon.

 

I believe I’ve mentioned this before, but part of my inspiration for filling up these sketchbooks is this book.

 

In it, you peak into the private sketchbooks of various artists, illustrators, and random joes.


One artist (Rich Beerhorst) is quoted in the book as saying “Perhaps the best thing to do is draw often and everywhere. See it as an opportunity to live more deeply.” And Christin Castro Hughes says, “Once in a while I make a masterpiece, but usually, I just make a mess.”

I am also inspired by my students.
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I feel like I’ve been working on this blog post for way to long. And it’s not much. Just publish already

British Bounty

I had some extra time yesterday so I filled two more pages of my sketchbook with some fun color.

Drawn from an embroidered throw pillow I have that used to be my grandmothers

Drawn from an embroidered throw pillow I have that used to be my grandmothers

Doodled

Doodled

Both were drawn and colored using Prismacolor Pencils–not the watercolor kind–and both were drawn and colored while watching Doctor Who. It just keeps getting better and better.

Though I do kind of miss the old doctor. Still getting used to this new bloke.

What do you think, fans-of-the-show? Which Doctor is best?

I’ve found myself into a lot of British things lately (hence the silly title of this post).

A novel I’m reading, about the hijinks and dysfunctions of a Britsh royal family

My brother and sister-in-law, of course, who are living in Glasgow (is that still considered British since its apart of Great Britain? Or just Scottish? I’m sure one of them can tell me…)

All very marvelous, indeed.

‘Barn Owl Viewed from the Side’ by Vincent van Gogh (1887)

Loveliness

I’m diggin’ this weather. And this 3-day weekend. It feels like a holiday, sitting here in a comfy sweater and sippin’ a pumpkin spice latte [whoa that kinda rhymed]. Ryan and I just went grocery shopping, and I bought a little bar of Frankinsence and Myrrh soap in honor of the cold weather. Smells so nice.

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No I’m not going to eat it. Or kiss it. I’m inhaling it’s wonderful scent. And I can’t wait to wash my face with it.

I dropped the hint that maybe we should listen to Christmas music, while Ryan is studying and I do whatever it is I do . . . but was shot down. Understandably. I am a Christmas music junkie once that time of year rolls around. But I won’t open that Pandora’s box just yet.

And in the above picture you can see the lovely new curtains we put up in our kitchen, purchased from the lovely World Market. You can tell I’m in a good mood because of all the loveliness.

 

I have more art teacher work I could do, but I might just put it off until tomorrow and rest into this day. Maybe rest into this book.

A Winter’s Tale by Mark Helprin

I read it my freshman year in college, and about the only thing I remember about it is that I loved it. So I’m reminding myself why by reading it again.

I am in this good mood in spite of some sadness. Our cat Scobi has disapeared. I haven’t seen him since Friday morning. This is very much not like him. So I’m hoping for the best but expecting the worst. The worst being that he will never come back at all. But let’s not dwell on that. I don’t want to puncture my good mood too terribly much. Might be too late for that now though.

Empty Nest

Last night was a big deal in the life of our little family (and by “our family” I mean our dog, cat, 3 fish, 6 chickens, and of course Ryan and me). Our little chickens spent the night in their new coop for the first time. The coop is located on our friends’ land, about 10 minutes from our house.

Ryan has been working on the coop ever since we got the chicks, and yesterday it was finally finished enough for them to start living in it. They were getting too big for the little cage they had been living in at our house. So this is their mansion.

Ryan is out their right now, adding the finishing touches to their coop and installing the solar-powered electric fence that lines the bottom to deter predators. He still hasn’t let me know if they survived the night … suspense!

It was kind of sad leaving them out there last night. They seemed scared, all huddled together, clucking and chirping worriedly. They are used to spending the night in our bathroom with a heat lamp on them, not in a big, dark, empty coop … And it was raining …

I’m sure they are fine. Just wish I knew for sure for sure!

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I also finished a really good book this week. I gave this book to my mom for Christmas, having not read it myself but knowing that it was supposed to be really good. Then, when she was finished, I took it back and read it myself. Don’t worry, I gave it back to her. Eventually.

One Thousand Gifts: A Dare to Live Fully Right Where You AreOne Thousand Gifts: A Dare to Live Fully Right Where You Are by Ann Voskamp
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

A beautifully written book. Voskamp takes you on her journey of discovering the transformative power of gratitude–of intentionally naming the gifts God gives us everyday. She is achingly honest about how hard it can be to see God’s grace in all that he gives and takes away. She writes in such a way that you really feel like you are right next to her, experiencing the same pain, frustration, revelations, and redemption. All is grace. This book makes you want to laugh and cry. It really dug down deep into me. Definitely something I need to read again and again.

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Update:
They survived; they are a happily settled into their home after their first night. Of course they are. Their Dad is taking care of them, he sent me a picture of the solar panel.

And did I mention the coop has wheels? You move it around every couple of weeks or so. Having chickens is really good for your soil–they till the soil by scratching, they eat bugs, and their poop is really great fertilizer. In a couple of months they will start producing eggs. Having chickens is a fun endeavor. If you want to know more about having your own little flock, this website is very helpful.

Ouch

Things often don’t go quite as planned.

My body learned that this week. For instance, on Tuesday I was sick with a fever all day, plus Ryan had to take my car to work, so I was left to bum around the house — read, watch Netflix, watch the chicks roam around the yard. It was actually a pretty nice day. And thankfully, the fever only lasted the one day, and I woke up Wednesday feeling much better.

Well, Wednesday — my recovery day — was quite hard on my body as well. I cut my left right finger open while slicing up an avocado at lunch. It was a pretty nasty cut, and if you are interested in that sort of thing, you can click here to see a picture (it’s important to document these things). It’s funny how your body responds to things. I didn’t consciously think that is was particularly gross, but I nearly fainted and did throw up a little. Probably T.M.I., I know. It was just very exciting.

My finger is doing much better now, thank you. It’s nice to have a husband that is a nurse. I’ve still not been able to wear my wedding rings. When Ryan and I are out together, people must think he is cheating on his wife — since he has a ring and his date does not.

(I just read over this post and for some reason I think it sounds like it should have a British accent. Is that just me?)

One more thing before I go. I’ve gotten into the habit of sharing my GoodReads book reviews with you, and I might as well not stop now. I even made a separate Books page where you can see all the books I’ve reviewed. I do like to be organized. Anywho, I just finished rereading Catching Fire — the second book in the Hunger Games trilogy — and here is my little review about it.

Catching Fire (The Hunger Games, #2)Catching Fire by Suzanne Collins
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

Just reread this after seeing the first movie. I wasn’t sure how much I would enjoy it the second time around, but it was still a page-turner. Very fun read. Katniss annoys me sometimes, which is why I gave it four stars, but it’s probably pretty annoying inside of my head too.

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That’s all! I know, not a very exciting review. But so much as been said already about the triology, I didn’t feel like being very verbose.

And that was probably the first time I have used the word verbose! Ever.

Okay, one more thing, just because it makes me smile.

Books and Chicks

Just finished reading a big, fun novel. And by “just” I mean like two minutes ago. So of course right away I had to log into GoodReads right away and record my impression of it. That makes finishing a book seem like much more of an accomplishment.

Jonathan Strange & Mr. Norrell: A NovelJonathan Strange & Mr. Norrell: A Novel by Susanna Clarke
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

I very much enjoyed this book. It is like historical fiction, which is one of my favorite genres, but it is set in an alternate history, one that involves the existence of magic. It is a very thick book, with very long footnotes that serve to create the context of this novel — referencing older magicians and places and stories. At times the footnotes did bog me down a bit because I didn’t want to keep leaving the pace of the story, but they were also fun, and made the “history” seem more legitimate.

The story is quirky and doesn’t take itself too seriously. The writing is clever, witty, and at times beautiful. I’d recommend this one.

In other news we got some some chicks this week (I almost put “baby chicks”, but that would be redundant).

Six to be exact.

Their names are Bunny, Goldie, Dobby, Andie, Queenie, and Quail.

Hammock

Today is a day that I just can’t stand to stay indoors. It’s beautiful and I know I need to soak it up while I can, because before I know it will be 100+ degrees and humid. But that is one reason why I like the rhythm of the seasons. Without the unbearable hot, and the bitter cold ( which happens sometimes in north Texas), I wouldn’t appreciate days like today. Days when I like to hijack my neighbor’s hammock

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Read a book under a tree, light-filtering through the leaves.

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That is my Monday afternoon. I have a pretty good life.

And here is something from a book I am reading

Time is a relentless river. It rages on, a respecter of no one. And this, this is the only way to slow time: When I fully enter time’s swift current, enter into the current moment with the weight of all my attention, I slow the torrent with the weight of me all here. I can slow the torrent by being all here. I can only live the full life when I life fully in the moment.

That is from 1,000 Gifts by Ann Voskamp.