tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-331245602012-01-22T21:53:54.010-08:00This blog is like my JOURNAL - if you aren't interested in a lot of text - just look at the pictures or visit my website http://NSDavisArt.comnathaliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03111471864412593611noreply@blogger.comBlogger333125NSDavisArthttp://feedburner.google.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33124560.post-25656265891906419192012-01-22T21:53:00.001-08:002012-01-22T21:53:54.031-08:002012-01-22T21:53:54.031-08:00<p>…but I am back. There is so much on my mind and so much has transpired I don’t even know where to begin. So in no particular order I think I will just start and do a stream of consciousness sort of thing – just what ever comes up.</p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-VuzyW5WAPcM/Txz17oG9NYI/AAAAAAAADHQ/BtEWu9_RkOA/s1600-h/Zelda%252520skyward%252520sword%25255B2%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="Zelda skyward sword" border="0" alt="Zelda skyward sword" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-oaHQ8URdh70/Txz17-QEEpI/AAAAAAAADHY/4itPrpMXBYg/Zelda%252520skyward%252520sword_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="244" /></a>&#160;</p> <p>Rick and I just celebrated our 35th wedding anniversary, He gave me the new Zelda, Skyward Sword game for our Wii. I know that sounds like a goofy gift but I couldn’t think of anything I would enjoy more! I am a big fan of the Zelda games and while I am horrible at playing the game I sure do enjoy it. Seriously, I am the worlds worst player – it takes me months and months to complete a game, but I love every maddening and frustrating second of it. </p> <p>I have a very busy brain, which is very hard to focus and hardly ever rests or shuts down, so it is hard to find a break, distraction or any mental vacation time. However, when I play Zelda – I am hyper-focused and playing it fully, completely, totally, it’s Zelda and only Zelda – everything else disappears. It is a brain vacation – or the closest I can get to one. I come away feeling refreshed and feel like I can look at the world with fresh eyes.</p> <p>And boy do I need fresh eyes these days. </p> <p>I dropped out of the artist mentor program I was in. There I said it. It’s out there, but I still don’t really want to talk about it yet. It was definitely the correct thing to do – but a very emotional decision. Like I said – not ready to talk about it…</p> <p>I haven’t been painting.&#160; I don’t want to talk about that yet either. </p> <p>I wanted to do something artistically fun, something light. Something different. So I found <a href="http://carlasonheim.com/" target="_blank">Carla Sonheim’s SIlly U</a> online and enrolled in a couple of classes. It was fun, a nice light review, with exercises that I haven’t visited for decades. I liked the imaginary creatures best – and I discovered that while I consider myself an animal lover – I don’t really have a lot of familiarity with them. I did a few one-liner drawings from my imagination/memory. That means once your pen hits the paper you don’t lift it until you are finished – and no reference material was used, using a flowing lyrical movement. Exactly what I was looking for. Not great art – but fun.</p> <p>Here is one of my favorite drawings – and you’ll see some more popping up now and then I am sure.</p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-tVHOj0kyJZ8/Txz18BKAxSI/AAAAAAAADHg/KoLnpWQXTL4/s1600-h/giraffe-line-drawing-350px%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="giraffe-line-drawing-350px" border="0" alt="giraffe-line-drawing-350px" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-sO-pg8_sR44/Txz18QQgc5I/AAAAAAAADHo/c6XqMcoghGs/giraffe-line-drawing-350px_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="214" height="312" /></a></p> <div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33124560-2565626589190641919?l=nsdavisart.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>nathaliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03111471864412593611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33124560.post-28550820350439560272011-10-23T06:00:00.000-07:002011-10-23T06:00:01.283-07:002011-10-23T06:00:01.283-07:00<div style="text-align: center;">I Will Persist by Og Mandino</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;">I will persist until I succeed. </div><div style="text-align: center;">In the Orient young bulls are tested for the fight arena in a certain manner. Each is brought to the ring and allowed to attack a picador who pricks them with a lance. The bravery of each bull is then rated with care according to the number of times he demonstrates his willingness to charge in spite of the sting of the blade. Henceforth will I recognize that each day I am tested by life in like manner. If I persist, if I continue to try, if I continue to charge forward, I will succeed.&nbsp;</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;">I will persist until I succeed. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I was not delivered unto this world in defeat, nor does failure course in my veins. I am not a sheep waiting to be prodded by my shepherd. I am a lion and I refuse to talk, to walk, to sleep with the sheep. I will hear not those who weep and complain, for their disease is contagious. Let them join the sheep. The slaughterhouse of failure is not my destiny.&nbsp;</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;">I will persist until I succeed. </div><div style="text-align: center;">The prizes of life are at the end of each journey, not near the beginning; and it is not given to me to know how many steps are necessary in order to reach my goal. Failure I may still encounter at the thousandth step, yet success hides behind the next bend in the road. Never will I know how close it lies unless I turn the corner. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Always will I take another step. If that is of no avail I will take another, and yet another. In truth, one step at a time is not too difficult.&nbsp;</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;">I will persist until I succeed. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Henceforth, I will consider each day's effort as but one blow of my blade against a mighty oak. The first blow may cause not a tremor in the wood, nor the second, nor the third. Each blow, of itself, may be trifling and seem of no consequence. Yet from childish swipes the oak will eventually tumble. So it will be with my efforts of today. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I will be liken to the rain drop which washes away the mountain; the ant who devours a tiger; the star which brightens the earth; the slave who builds a pyramid. I will build my castle one brick at a time for I know that small attempts, repeated, will complete any undertaking.&nbsp;</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;">I will persist until I succeed. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I will never consider defeat and I will remove from my vocabulary such words and phrases as quit, cannot, unable, impossible, out of the question, improbable, failure, unworkable, hopeless and retreat; for they are the words of fools. I will avoid despair but if this disease of the mind should infect me then I will work on in despair. I will toil and I will endure. I will ignore the obstacles at my feet and keep mine eyes on the goals above my head, for I know that where dry desert ends, green grass grows.&nbsp;</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;">I will persist until I succeed. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I will remember the ancient law of averages and I will bend it to my good. I will persist with knowledge that each failure to sell will increase my chance for success at the next attempt. Each nay I hear will bring me closer to the sound of yea. Each frown I meet only prepares me for the smile to come. Each misfortune I encounter will carry in it the seed of tomorrow's good luck. I must have the night to appreciate the day. I must fail often to succeed only once.&nbsp;</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;">I will persist until I succeed. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I will try, and try, and try again. Each obstacle I will consider as a mere detour to my goal and a challenge to my profession. I will persist and develop my skills as the mariner develops his, by learning to ride out the wrath of each storm. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I will persist until I succeed.&nbsp;</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;">Henceforth, I will learn and apply another secret of those who excel in my work. When each day is ended, not regarding whether it has been a success or failure, I will attempt to achieve one more sale. When my thoughts beckon my tired body homeward I will resist the temptation to depart. I will try again. I will make one more attempt to close with victory, and if that fails I will make another. Never will I allow any day to end in failure. Thus will I plant the seed of tomorrow's success and gain an insurmountable advantage over those who cease their labor at a prescribed time. When others cease their struggle, then mine will begin, and my harvest will be full.&nbsp;</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;">I will persist until I succeed. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Nor will I allow yesterday's success to lull me into today's complacency, for this is the great foundation of failure. I will forget the happenings of the day that is gone, whether they were good or bad, and greet the new sun with confidence that this will be the best day of my life. </div><div style="text-align: center;">So long as there is breath in me, that long will I persist. For now I know one of the greatest principles of success; if I persist long enough I will win. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I will persist.&nbsp;</div><div style="text-align: center;">I will win. </div><br /> <br /> Have you visited me here?<br /> <a href="http://nsdavisart.com/">N S Davis Art Website</a> <br /> <a href="http://nathaliedavis.com/">Nathalie Davis web site </a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33124560-2855082035043956027?l=nsdavisart.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>nathaliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03111471864412593611noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33124560.post-1399761403431933872011-10-22T05:35:00.001-07:002011-10-22T05:55:27.651-07:002011-10-22T05:55:27.651-07:00<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lg4_E_wkCjI/TqK4qHRZ2hI/AAAAAAAADAs/yaYTdIevyws/s1600/photo-752560.JPG"><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lg4_E_wkCjI/TqK4qHRZ2hI/AAAAAAAADAs/yaYTdIevyws/s320/photo-752560.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666294314831567378" /></a></p><br /> I just got an iPad. One of the primary reasons I wanted one was to use it as a sketchbook. Well, that and I really like technology... Also I can carry several Bible versions with me, and it's much easier to read than on my iPhone... <br /> <br /> So this is the first real sketch I've done. I saw this adorable little girl in the<br /> Nordstom catalog. It was done in the free version of the Sketchbook app... I liked the app a lot and will probably buy the full version but before I do I have several other apps to try.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33124560-139976140343193387?l=nsdavisart.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>nathaliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03111471864412593611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33124560.post-39444997218712170292011-10-21T15:31:00.000-07:002011-10-21T15:31:19.166-07:002011-10-21T15:31:19.166-07:00OK so I admit to being a bit of a geek. If there is anyone reading this who isn't familiar with&nbsp; "Do or do not. There is no try."&nbsp; it is a very famous and often used quote from the great Jedi Master Yoda in the movie Star Wars, Episode 5: The Empire Strikes Back.<br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vZCJCapKLfY/TpsOvnCVZ2I/AAAAAAAADAc/VjxfRdhMRMk/s1600/yoda2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vZCJCapKLfY/TpsOvnCVZ2I/AAAAAAAADAc/VjxfRdhMRMk/s320/yoda2.jpg" width="246" /></a></div> <br /> Everyone loves Yoda. In the movie he is full of wisdom, mild mannered, gentle yet formidable. You just know you do not want to cross this gentle creature as he could probably vaporize you on the spot - you respect Yoda! You <i>listen </i><i></i>to Yoda.<br /> <br /> I have no problem with Yoda. He is a wonderful fictional character in an extremely entertaining movie.<br /> <br /> However, I do have a problem with this quote.<br /> <br /> I hear it quite often, as apparently I am prone to say "I will try" this or that. That statement seems to be completely unacceptable to many people, who perceive it as being negative thinking. Those who ascribe to this quote - which seems like almost everybody in my circle of acquaintances all feel the necessity to correct me and quote Yoda when I say I will try something. It is just too negative for them.<br /> <br /> Really? Negative?<br /> <br /> I have a whole different take on this.<br /> <br /> The word "try" is filled with positivity and potential - it holds forth opportunity to experiment, to goof around, to get into things I haven't done or - Should I say it? things I haven't <i>tried</i> before. The word itself is strong and full of energy. It means persistence and perseverance and commitment. At least to me it means those things...and more.<br /> <br /> When I say I will try something it is coming from a place of hope, faith and belief. Try as I might to comply and conform I simply cannot bring myself to buy into thinking that "I'll try" is negative thinking.<br /> <br /> For example I have a 1 year old grandson who is learning to walk. He gets up, he falls down, he gets up again and he falls down again. What is he doing? he is TRYING!&nbsp; If I said to him - "Do or do not. There is no try" what would the outcome be? He would get up, fall down and STAY there - because he "did not," and after all there is no "try" - so no point in getting up again. The process would be repeated when it came time to learn to ride a bike, learn to read, play a sport, or anything else. (Of course that would all be rendered moot since he would never have learned to walk or do anything else in the first place if following this line of thinking) He would be trapped in failure&nbsp; - with no hope of ever succeeding because - there is no "try."<br /> <br /> Here is another example to prove that trying is based in hope, faith and/or belief. If someone told me I would <u>not</u> get hurt if I jumped off a tall building I would have to weigh my options before I made the decision to "Do or not do." I would choose 'Not do" of course&nbsp; (as any sane person would) - because I have absolutely no hope, no faith and no belief that it is possible or true. In this case it would be "There is no try" and for good reason. However let's say it's a tree I was invited to jump from with out getting hurt - that would change the decision making process. I DO have hope, faith and belief that indeed I could possibly do it without getting hurt. There is risk of course, I could sprain an ankle, or break a leg or injure myself some other way but the risk may be worth the try. There IS a "try" - Yoda is wrong! (Oh my goodness - this is a blasphemous statement to a Star Wars fan!)<br /> <br /> I can't help but think of Thomas Edison. Would we still be burning oil lamps if he ascribed to this quote? Here is a man who believed in trying - and continuing to try! He was a man of faith, perseverance and determination!<br /> <br /> <span style="font-size: small;">It has been reported that Edison failed (or might we say<i> tried?</i>) over 6,000</span> <span style="font-size: small;">times before perfecting the first electric light bulb.</span><br /> <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica;"><br /></span><br /> <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica;"><span style="font-size: small;">Perseverance pays. Trying and continuing to try is positive, faith and hope in action.</span></span><br /> <br /> There is only "no try" without hope, faith and/or belief in the possibility of success. And repeated tries often lead to success. To keep trying is to persevere, to persist.<br /> <br /> When I sin (miss the mark) do I sit down and give up, as a failure? Because there is "no try"? Absolutely not! Because I have faith, belief and hope that if I repent, ask for His help&nbsp; and continue to practice (i.e try). I can and will get it right. I have hope, faith and belief that like the&nbsp; Loving Parent that He is, YVHV my Father is once again picking me up, brushing me off and cheering me on.&nbsp; I have hope, faith and belief that I can improve, I can get it right, I can succeed - IF i continue to try.<br /> <br /> Sorry Yoda and all my Star Wars fans, I am not buying into this ultimately defeating and discouraging statement, I'll go with this&nbsp; quote<small>:&nbsp; "</small>Tis a lesson you should heed, Try, try again. If at first you don't succeed, Try, try again".<br /> <small>[1840 </small><small>T. H. Palmer </small><small><i>Teacher's Manual</i> 223]</small><br /> <br /> And so I will go back into my studio and try once again to create a new, interesting and meaningful painting. Whether I "do or do not", whether I succeed or fail, I will continue to try.<br /> <br /> <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica;"></span><br /> <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica;"><span style="font-size: small;">"Let us not become weary in doing good: for in due</span> <span style="font-size: small;">season we will reap, if we don't faint."</span> <span style="font-size: small;">(Galatians 6:9)</span></span><br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> Have you visited me here? <a href="http://nsdavisart.com/">N S Davis Art Website</a> <a href="http://nathaliedavis.com/">Nathalie Davis web site</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33124560-3944499721871217029?l=nsdavisart.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>nathaliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03111471864412593611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33124560.post-53907123210979080712011-08-07T19:06:00.000-07:002011-08-07T19:06:09.210-07:002011-08-07T19:06:09.210-07:00It's been a while since I posted and I am not too happy about that - but once my life ( i.e. routine) gets disrupted I have the hardest time getting back on track. It is coming though - I am looking forward to daily painting and posting once again starting in September. (or nearly daily posting, for sure daily painting).<br /> <br /> My two daughters and grandson are leaving me - round two of the empty nest syndrome! The youngest is back in Ohio already to go to graduate school and&nbsp; start a career change. The other daughter is moving to Oklahoma with my (only) grandson and her Marine officer husband - and then who knows where after that. I can only hope they will come back to Camp Pendelton and be near me once again.<br /> <br /> I will miss them tremendously - but their departure will afford me the opportunity to focus completely on my art again - with few distractions. That is a good and bad thing - I love my "distractions"&nbsp; and enjoy being with them, but I also love my art-making and enjoy doing that too.<br /> <br /> I bumped into this video - found it on another blog called The Abundant Artist - and it just gave me chills. I hope you enjoy it too. It is the poem "Farewell" put to music.&nbsp; Enjoy!<br /> <br /> <iframe frameborder="0" height="225" src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/26867229?title=0&amp;byline=0&amp;portrait=0" width="400"></iframe><br /> <a href="http://vimeo.com/26867229">Blair puts Emily Dickinson's "Farewell" to Music at Detroit's Institute of Arts</a> from <a href="http://vimeo.com/eproulx">Erik Proulx</a> on <a href="http://vimeo.com/">Vimeo</a>.<br /> <br /> As always for those of you getting my blog by email <a href="http://nsdavisart.blogspot.com/">CLICK HERE</a> and watch <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> Have you visited me here? <a href="http://nsdavisart.com/">N S Davis Art Website</a> <a href="http://nathaliedavis.com/">Nathalie Davis web site</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33124560-5390712321097908071?l=nsdavisart.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>nathaliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03111471864412593611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33124560.post-45660988247580336992011-07-01T19:06:00.000-07:002011-07-01T19:06:23.127-07:002011-07-01T19:06:23.127-07:00Well - time flies doesn't it?!<br /> <br /> I posted this TED talk video on Facebook several weeks ago and a friend just re-posted it. I enjoyed this so much I thought I needed to put it on my blog and share it with you too.&nbsp; I never tire of watching this guy - he amazes me! What a talented creative and obviously hardworking guy.<br /> <br /> So as usual this may not show up in email - so be sure to go to the link and watch this on line - I just know you will enjoy this artst.<br /> <br /> <object height="326" width="446"><param name="movie" value="http://video.ted.com/assets/player/swf/EmbedPlayer.swf"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /><param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"/><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><param name="bgColor" value="#ffffff"></param><param name="flashvars" value="vu=http://video.ted.com/talk/stream/2011/Blank/SheaHembrey_2011-320k.mp4&amp;su=http://images.ted.com/images/ted/tedindex/embed-posters/SheaHembrey-2011.embed_thumbnail.jpg&amp;vw=432&amp;vh=240&amp;ap=0&amp;ti=1169&amp;lang=&amp;introDuration=15330&amp;adDuration=4000&amp;postAdDuration=830&amp;adKeys=talk=shea_hembrey_how_i_became_100_artists;year=2011;theme=art_unusual;theme=what_makes_us_happy;theme=new_on_ted_com;theme=the_creative_spark;theme=tales_of_invention;theme=a_taste_of_ted2011;event=TED2011;tag=Arts;tag=Design;tag=art;tag=creativity;tag=storytelling;&amp;preAdTag=tconf.ted/embed;tile=1;sz=512x288;" /><embed src="http://video.ted.com/assets/player/swf/EmbedPlayer.swf" pluginspace="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" bgColor="#ffffff" width="446" height="326" allowFullScreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" flashvars="vu=http://video.ted.com/talk/stream/2011/Blank/SheaHembrey_2011-320k.mp4&amp;su=http://images.ted.com/images/ted/tedindex/embed-posters/SheaHembrey-2011.embed_thumbnail.jpg&amp;vw=432&amp;vh=240&amp;ap=0&amp;ti=1169&amp;lang=&amp;introDuration=15330&amp;adDuration=4000&amp;postAdDuration=830&amp;adKeys=talk=shea_hembrey_how_i_became_100_artists;year=2011;theme=art_unusual;theme=what_makes_us_happy;theme=new_on_ted_com;theme=the_creative_spark;theme=tales_of_invention;theme=a_taste_of_ted2011;event=TED2011;tag=Arts;tag=Design;tag=art;tag=creativity;tag=storytelling;"></embed></object><br /> <br /> Or here is the link<br /> http://www.ted.com/talks/shea_hembrey_how_i_became_100_artists.html<br /> <br /> Enjoy!<br /> <br /> <br /> Have you visited me here? <a href="http://nsdavisart.com/">N S Davis Art Website</a> <a href="http://nathaliedavis.com/">Nathalie Davis web site</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33124560-4566098824758033699?l=nsdavisart.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>nathaliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03111471864412593611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33124560.post-63770942004876672492011-05-28T09:47:00.001-07:002011-05-28T09:47:26.852-07:002011-05-28T09:47:26.852-07:00<p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-CAgzX_5NB-A/TeEnHAQXAAI/AAAAAAAAC-A/sr5HteJWUg8/s1600-h/get-attachment3-400px%25255B2%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="get-attachment3-400px" border="0" alt="get-attachment3-400px" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-NuY1bYrKqOA/TeEnHcGWNaI/AAAAAAAAC-E/n5dbHxjUztI/get-attachment3-400px_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="123" height="244" /></a></p> <p>Here is another untitled painting from my recent work. It’s acrylic and 24” x 48”</p> <p>I consider it nearly done – not quite! </p> <p>Sometimes there is just no explaining life. So I have had a big swerve in my art work and now a sudden life altering crash in my life – which I am certain will ultimately cause another different kind of swerve in my artwork again. I expect all of this to be incredibly good news and good stuff. In a nutshell, I ended up having emergency surgery, spent several days and nights in the hospital, and am home now doing fine, thank you.</p> <p>I may ramble on a bit here – so fair warning – you might want to hit your delete button right now, but this has been one amazing journey. Don’t worry – I am not going into all the gory details. Talking about “meds” and “procedures” and medical stuff just makes me want to find a gun and shoot one of us in the head! However, I am&#160; astounded nearly daily at the revelations I have been getting, and they bear recording I think. So here comes a bit of personal journaling.</p> <p>Things I understand now that I didn’t fully understand before:</p> <p>1) A new appreciation for pain and what it can do to you. I am no stranger to pain, and I have a high tolerance for it. I have been scalded with boiling water, set on fire, in a number of motorcycle and car wrecks, have had numerous concussions, have debilitating migraines, broken a few bones, and have had babies.&#160; I have never experienced any pain like this.</p> <p>2) Why hospitals don’t leave surgical tools laying around. Had I been able to gain access&#160; I would l have started trying to cut my own pain out.</p> <p>3) How someone could be driven to chew their own limb off. I get it now.</p> <p>4) How creative people can easily get hooked on drugs. I’m not much of an “altered consciousness” fan. Not much of a drinker, dislike drugs, I like life straight and clear. Besides, my body doesn’t react in typical or normal ways to stuff. They had a very difficult time finding the right concoction of pain meds for me in the hospital. There was a period of time where it seemed like every 10-15 minutes they were pumping me full of morphine and something that sounds like “diluted”&#160; and other chemicals that I have no clue what was – but it created a window of time – a creative encounter of sorts -&#160; where I personally solved all the creative problems of the Universe! I did! It was genius! It was delightful and fun and I felt like I was completely clearheaded! I could not wait to get to my sketchbook to record all of these incredible ideas and paintings and sculptures - and there was something about floating through the sky in a rowboat that was awesome! And no, I don’t remember a thing about all of it now – and that is sad. Very sad, for me and the world – as I really did have genius ideas, concepts and solutions. I now have a little bit of a desire to recreate that experience – so I can see where chemistry and artistry may want to encounter each other…and how creative people may partake in that encounter.</p> <p>Like I said - I have no interest in or tolerance for medical stuff, illnesses, medicines and am not a lovey-dovey, touchy-feely, nurturing, compassionate person. While my family knows without a doubt that I love them and would do absolutely anything for them – they would without hesitation agree with the above statement. If you need comfort and compassion – go to Dad. If you need raw truth and a kick in the a** – call Mom. Just the way it is. While I HOPE that this recent experience will soften me around the edges, and that I will become a more compassionate person, I’m not holding my breath. But I do understand a few things a little better now.</p> <p>More revelations next time.</p> <div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33124560-6377094200487667249?l=nsdavisart.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>nathaliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03111471864412593611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33124560.post-3468480058067133022011-05-18T10:01:00.000-07:002011-05-18T10:01:01.141-07:002011-05-18T10:01:01.141-07:00<p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_m6eEIBiFOEY/TdM-T5ZUkwI/AAAAAAAAC94/i9K8i1CkQhw/s1600-h/get-attachment2-400px%5B2%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="get-attachment2-400px" border="0" alt="get-attachment2-400px" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_m6eEIBiFOEY/TdM-UXvsIUI/AAAAAAAAC98/oOc4tjM5mQc/get-attachment2-400px_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="132" height="244" /></a></p> <p>Currently Untitled</p> <p>24” x 48”</p> <p>Acrylic</p> <p>So the other artists in my mentor group suggested I get angry – and I did! Angry at myself, and began going places that have been barricaded for decades, and this is what is coming out. </p> <p>I don’t think I will say too much about them just yet. </p> <p>This is supposed to be an acrylic under painting – to be finished in oils, however at my reception last Saturday I got so much positive feedback that I am reconsidering. I may just leave this as is and do another in oil. Once again – it’s an iPhone pic.</p> <p>More to come…</p> <div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33124560-346848005806713302?l=nsdavisart.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>nathaliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03111471864412593611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33124560.post-85363738954015330392011-05-17T16:16:00.001-07:002011-05-17T16:17:37.227-07:002011-05-17T16:17:37.227-07:00<a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_m6eEIBiFOEY/TdMBxQDVGgI/AAAAAAAAC9w/1WVAUUxAO3g/s1600-h/rica-w-bug-iphone-500-px%5B2%5D.jpg"><img alt="rica-w-bug-iphone-500-px" border="0" height="241" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_m6eEIBiFOEY/TdMBx5gP6BI/AAAAAAAAC90/YNxIWzUzoOo/rica-w-bug-iphone-500-px_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" style="background-image: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" title="rica-w-bug-iphone-500-px" width="244" /></a><br /> Untitled <br /> 24” x 24”<br /> Oil on canvas<br /> I’ve just been taking iPhone pics and this is another one. I will have to take a day and do a photo shoot in order to catch up and get some decent photos.<br /> This is the last painting I did before I began my big swerve into another lane. I’ll start posting some pics of those later today or tomorrow.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33124560-8536373895401533039?l=nsdavisart.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>nathaliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03111471864412593611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33124560.post-75235028789556884562011-04-28T11:13:00.001-07:002011-04-28T11:16:20.226-07:002011-04-28T11:16:20.226-07:00<p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_m6eEIBiFOEY/TbmuM5yCC5I/AAAAAAAAC9g/Ycy5EvLtu1U/s1600-h/untitiled-1-500px%5B2%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="untitiled-1-500px" border="0" alt="untitiled-1-500px" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_m6eEIBiFOEY/TbmuNcjyaMI/AAAAAAAAC9k/B5gb_deKgcU/untitiled-1-500px_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="186" /></a></p> <p>Here is the latest painting. It is a iPhone photo and a really bad one at that. Again in the 18” x 24” range. It is currently untitled and I am not sure it is finished. I had words in the background which got lost and I may put them back in. Not sure. This one may have to simmer for a bit. </p> <p>Today is going to be sort of a day off for me – I am exhausted, for no good reason, I can feel that virus trying to come back, I have some follow-up doctor appointments from my E.R. trip the other morning, still need to find a plumber for the kitchen, Rick and I had a little tiff and he really hurt my feelings (that NEVER happens) – and I can feel stress in general trying to bash my door in. Years ago I had a doctor suggest that I may have fibro-myalgia. I completely rejected that idea, I didn’t even believe that was a real thing. Now I am beginning to wonder…nah. Well…?</p> <p>I just completed reading a blog written by a friend <a href="http://artencore.blogspot.com/search?updated-max=2009-04-05T11%3A47%3A00-07%3A00&amp;max-results=5" target="_blank">HERE</a> where she wrote about her entire life – one year at a time, starting at zero. It was fascinating to me. She seems to have had such a wonderful, wholesome, balanced, healthy NORMAL life. She has fun, good, warm and loving memories from almost every year of her life. Even her trials seem so – manageable and well, normal. Can this be real? Do people really have lives like this? </p> <p>I have toyed with writing my memories – or an autobiography many times, but I wouldn’t do it until everybody I knew was dead, so I will probably be dead then too. That won’t work. Maybe writing under a pen name… Maybe writing as she did would be a good exercise. It would be a good exercise to try to find at least one fun or warm or “normal” memory for each year – there are many I am sure, but that would be a really big challenge for a lot of years.&#160; Hmmmm….</p> <div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33124560-7523502878955688456?l=nsdavisart.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>nathaliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03111471864412593611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33124560.post-70597748837766696442011-04-27T19:23:00.001-07:002011-04-27T19:23:52.953-07:002011-04-27T19:23:52.953-07:00<p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_m6eEIBiFOEY/TbjPt4fd5HI/AAAAAAAAC9Y/0eOi22rQpz8/s1600-h/church-on-the-easel-500-px%5B2%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="church-on-the-easel-500-px" border="0" alt="church-on-the-easel-500-px" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_m6eEIBiFOEY/TbjPuI1MOrI/AAAAAAAAC9c/jZSK2rGYBfY/church-on-the-easel-500-px_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /></a></p> <p>I think the title will be “Church”</p> <p>It’s about 18” x 24” I think – I forgot to measure. I am totally in love with this painting!!</p> <div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33124560-7059774883776669644?l=nsdavisart.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>nathaliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03111471864412593611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33124560.post-9445342202828015242011-04-26T12:29:00.001-07:002011-04-26T12:29:20.539-07:002011-04-26T12:29:20.539-07:00<p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_m6eEIBiFOEY/TbcdCI3gUCI/AAAAAAAAC9A/vp_BxXSzl2U/s1600-h/Really-11x14-oil-500px%5B2%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="Really-11x14-oil-500px" border="0" alt="Really-11x14-oil-500px" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_m6eEIBiFOEY/TbcdCeVwHFI/AAAAAAAAC9E/R0H0sWWCeYA/Really-11x14-oil-500px_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="190" height="244" /></a></p> <p>Really?</p> <p>11” x 14”</p> <p>oil on canvas</p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_m6eEIBiFOEY/TbcdC12bhgI/AAAAAAAAC9I/pWGUQpm4sbE/s1600-h/Moth-and-Rust-24x36-oil-500px%5B5%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="Moth-and-Rust-24x36-oil-500px" border="0" alt="Moth-and-Rust-24x36-oil-500px" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_m6eEIBiFOEY/TbcdDEsIf6I/AAAAAAAAC9M/GVyDCtITdrs/Moth-and-Rust-24x36-oil-500px_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="162" height="244" /></a></p> <p>Moth and Rust</p> <p>24” x 36”</p> <p>oil on canvas</p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_m6eEIBiFOEY/TbcdDh4k5uI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/J2U07UkIeKw/s1600-h/Hold-dear-18x24-oil-500px%5B5%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="Hold-dear-18x24-oil-500px" border="0" alt="Hold-dear-18x24-oil-500px" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_m6eEIBiFOEY/TbcdDy596xI/AAAAAAAAC9U/1pQWuWjK0mc/Hold-dear-18x24-oil-500px_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" height="244" /></a></p> <p>Hold Dear</p> <p>18” x 24”</p> <p>oil on canvas</p> <p>&#160;</p> <p>I have a couple more laid out on canvasses, and a bunch in the sketching, planning stages. I am eager to get going on them if my body will just cooperate. Seems like it is fighting me every step of the way lately. </p> <div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33124560-944534220282801524?l=nsdavisart.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>nathaliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03111471864412593611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33124560.post-39768873088414183582011-03-29T14:05:00.000-07:002011-03-29T14:06:22.101-07:002011-03-29T14:06:22.101-07:00I haven't posted for a while. But I thought this was definitely worth sharing in the meantime -<br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <a href="http://bit.ly/hRDA4B">The Most Aggressive Defense Of Teachers You</a><br /> <br /> <br /> go here if the link doesn't show up or work - http://front.moveon.org/the-most-aggressive-defense-of-teachers-youll-hear-this-year/?sms_ss=facebook&amp;at_xt=4d8738978cc569c4%2C8<br /> <br /> Have you visited me here?<a href="http://nsdavisart.com/">N S Davis Art Website</a><a href="http://nathaliedavis.com/">Nathalie Davis web site</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33124560-3976887308841418358?l=nsdavisart.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>nathaliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03111471864412593611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33124560.post-491806524958388032011-03-05T17:19:00.001-08:002011-03-05T17:19:08.299-08:002011-03-05T17:19:08.299-08:00<p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_m6eEIBiFOEY/TXLhCf_rxGI/AAAAAAAACuA/utn0M6lnysA/s1600-h/ricks-award%5B2%5D.gif"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="ricks-award" border="0" alt="ricks-award" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_m6eEIBiFOEY/TXLhCyrjFjI/AAAAAAAACuE/lz-UvxCKXoQ/ricks-award_thumb.gif?imgmax=800" width="184" height="244" /></a></p> <p>Well, I am so proud to say that Rick’s company – Arbor Scientia – won the Chamber of Commerce Business of the Year award last night – in the medium sized business category. Actually it was a tie with another company – but they announced Arbor first and I was so excited for him I didn’t pay attention to the other one. </p> <p>Yay Rick – I am very proud of you!</p> <div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33124560-49180652495838803?l=nsdavisart.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>nathaliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03111471864412593611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33124560.post-14221283615558916612011-03-02T14:55:00.001-08:002011-03-02T14:55:25.334-08:002011-03-02T14:55:25.334-08:00<p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_m6eEIBiFOEY/TW7K2kV7kTI/AAAAAAAACt0/RlnEWK-XPRI/s1600-h/timeline%5B2%5D.gif"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="timeline" border="0" alt="timeline" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_m6eEIBiFOEY/TW7K27ovEgI/AAAAAAAACt4/1RlUpqPJBnk/timeline_thumb.gif?imgmax=800" width="244" height="88" /></a></p> <p>Toward the end of January I bought a roll of paper and started a timeline for my art. I have a studio space at home and also a studio I rent in Escondido – so I have one of these in each studio – and they are both different, but similar. They are each close to 6 feet long with about 1 foot per month – so they run through June.</p> <p>I usually have goals, and they usually get lost and/or forgotten&#160; Not these, and I am learning a lot from doing this. In January, I wrote down&#160; lofty goals and plans – and I mean lofty! How I would like things to go in a perfect world. I needed a place to start, and while they were really big goals, “You gotta start somewhere” and “if you don’t shoot for the stars you won’t even hit the moon” – you know, stuff like that.</p> <p>Well, I did not meet my goals for January. None of them. I told my mentors I would complete 7 finished still life paintings and also 7 “my choice” paintings – total of 14 paintings. I knew it was a lot when I said it, but….I really thought I could do it. I didn’t.</p> <p>I have been SO bothered by this it is – (was) - bordering on crazy. I talked to my husband about it and neither of us could remember a time that I did not do what I said I would do. It is an integrity issue for me. Say what you mean, mean what you say - and if your say you are going to do something – then do it! No excuses. I have been running through shame and embarrassment and anger and disappointment – you name it! </p> <p>But I have reframed it and worked through it – mostly. I still have my moments.</p> <p>So here is what I am learning from my studio walls:</p> <p>This would not have been a problem if I were doing my little daily paintings. It’s a big problem doing bigger painting. They take longer – duh! Didn’t think of that. I learned I really do want to work larger – and I need to calculate my time differently now.</p> <p>Yes, I could have cranked out 14 paintings in spite of all of the various set backs I had this month – but they would be mediocre at best. I learned that quality really is more important to me than quantity. More important than fulfilling a commitment even.</p> <p>This mentorship program ultimately is centered on LEARNING – and that is what I am doing. I learned a few limitations and how to handle things differently, better.</p> <p>I learned I need to factor in “ramp up” time. I used up a lot of my time looking for materials and trying to get the lighting right, etc. I finally kind of gave up because I had to get to producing some work – I will continue working on learning the technical aspects – like lighting and looking for props.</p> <p>I learned it is good to have my goals posted in front of me – no matter how ridiculous they seem – it is easy to cross stuff off and correct them as I go and that somehow feels really good. It feels alive and flexible – like it’s not necessarily cast in concrete – more like clay.</p> <p>I learned that I need to do a better job taking care of myself physically. Pushing myself to go to the studio and try to create when my body is screaming to go lay down is not only is a bad idea – but it actually set me back about 3 days work. I messed up everything I touched, had a miserable time, and then had the task of trying to correct it all.</p> <p>I am reminded that I am an eternal being – I am not in a hurry. Relax, it’s not a race. Breathe. Be kind to myself. I forget that stuff.</p> <p>Most importantly - I learned to “not let my mouth write checks that my a** can’t cash” <img style="border-bottom-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-left-style: none" class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-winkingsmile" alt="Winking smile" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_m6eEIBiFOEY/TW7K3M5lndI/AAAAAAAACt8/2BiEOqIGxzQ/wlEmoticon-winkingsmile%5B2%5D.png?imgmax=800" /></p> <p>Yep – it’s all about learnin’ isn’t it?</p> <div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33124560-1422128361555891661?l=nsdavisart.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>nathaliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03111471864412593611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33124560.post-87851791064067091912011-02-27T10:46:00.001-08:002011-02-27T10:46:25.328-08:002011-02-27T10:46:25.328-08:00<p>I just viewed a lovely little short video that is actually nominated for an award. It’s based on a children's story – The Lost Thing</p> <p>To view it go here:</p> <p><a title="http://www.indiemoviesonline.com/news/the-lost-thing-022111" href="http://www.indiemoviesonline.com/news/the-lost-thing-022111">http://www.indiemoviesonline.com/news/the-lost-thing-022111</a></p> <p>&#160;</p> <p>I think you will enjoy it – I sure did.</p> <div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33124560-8785179106406709191?l=nsdavisart.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>nathaliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03111471864412593611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33124560.post-62736654764548736592011-02-26T19:52:00.001-08:002011-02-26T19:52:45.995-08:002011-02-26T19:52:45.995-08:00<p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_m6eEIBiFOEY/TWnKizlUy2I/AAAAAAAACts/6ipuQRJ8ctM/s1600-h/Honda-window%5B2%5D.gif"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="Honda-window" border="0" alt="Honda-window" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_m6eEIBiFOEY/TWnKjXDIzCI/AAAAAAAACtw/mskHgYiqpCc/Honda-window_thumb.gif?imgmax=800" width="184" height="244" /></a></p> <p>We went car shopping today. Rick just touched the latch on the back window of this Honda Pilot and the window absolutely exploded! Rick got a few little glass slivers in his hand – but he was uninjured. We were just shocked and it scared us a bit – it sounded quite loud – just like an explosion would. </p> <p>Never have seen this happen before – it was a shocker – that’s for sure.</p> <div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33124560-6273665476454873659?l=nsdavisart.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>nathaliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03111471864412593611noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33124560.post-89154118235429651332011-02-25T21:47:00.000-08:002011-02-25T21:48:22.713-08:002011-02-25T21:48:22.713-08:00<p>Today I played with the portrait I started yesterday. It went from this:</p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_m6eEIBiFOEY/TWiUGwrBg4I/AAAAAAAACtU/k1XUB-81Zjw/s1600-h/man-portrait-start%5B2%5D.gif"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="man-portrait-start" border="0" alt="man-portrait-start" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_m6eEIBiFOEY/TWiUHgvQL1I/AAAAAAAACtY/aWs1ulaHgAA/man-portrait-start_thumb.gif?imgmax=800" width="184" height="244" /></a></p> <p>To this:</p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_m6eEIBiFOEY/TWiUIEkYBZI/AAAAAAAACtc/Rh_t2zYVziA/s1600-h/nod-stage-2-iphone-pic%5B2%5D.gif"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="nod-stage-2-iphone-pic" border="0" alt="nod-stage-2-iphone-pic" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_m6eEIBiFOEY/TWiUIj_4yII/AAAAAAAACtg/Tqp0KmYF1vQ/nod-stage-2-iphone-pic_thumb.gif?imgmax=800" width="192" height="244" /></a></p> <p>And ended like this:</p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_m6eEIBiFOEY/TWiUJNK-1iI/AAAAAAAACtk/UVKD1CE5fAk/s1600-h/a-nod-to-paul-iphone-pic%5B2%5D.gif"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="a-nod-to-paul-iphone-pic" border="0" alt="a-nod-to-paul-iphone-pic" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_m6eEIBiFOEY/TWiUJYctzmI/AAAAAAAACto/4UFRuyv21_w/a-nod-to-paul-iphone-pic_thumb.gif?imgmax=800" width="195" height="244" /></a></p> <p>Not sure it is finished, but I kind of like it so far.</p> <div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33124560-8915411823542965133?l=nsdavisart.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>nathaliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03111471864412593611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33124560.post-13128360450461554752011-02-24T20:32:00.001-08:002011-02-24T20:32:20.678-08:002011-02-24T20:32:20.678-08:00<p>Here is the end…another just finished painting – I am glad this one is over. For some reason this one just did not go smoothly.</p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_m6eEIBiFOEY/TWcwzqmy6SI/AAAAAAAACtA/o-kfMWYoqUQ/s1600-h/shadow-puppet%5B2%5D.gif"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="shadow-puppet" border="0" alt="shadow-puppet" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_m6eEIBiFOEY/TWcw0JuF_mI/AAAAAAAACtE/-6kt82ZUI6A/shadow-puppet_thumb.gif?imgmax=800" width="181" height="244" /></a></p> <p>And here is the beginning – just barely a beginning. A nice break from the still life paintings -</p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_m6eEIBiFOEY/TWcw0mXQfwI/AAAAAAAACtI/Or9XTjmd1Uc/s1600-h/man-portrait-start%5B2%5D.gif"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="man-portrait-start" border="0" alt="man-portrait-start" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_m6eEIBiFOEY/TWcw1A653hI/AAAAAAAACtM/0vZV4ui7q_0/man-portrait-start_thumb.gif?imgmax=800" width="184" height="244" /></a></p> <div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33124560-1312836045046155475?l=nsdavisart.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>nathaliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03111471864412593611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33124560.post-81594865782727622722011-02-16T18:29:00.000-08:002011-02-16T18:30:21.870-08:002011-02-16T18:30:21.870-08:00<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JoTDQPNNnrU/TVyIP0udRoI/AAAAAAAACs0/gBAqNlx7llk/s1600/photo-721871.JPG"><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JoTDQPNNnrU/TVyIP0udRoI/AAAAAAAACs0/gBAqNlx7llk/s320/photo-721871.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574480244210747010" /></a></p>This is very nearly done. Either it&#39;s drying unevenly or needs some fixing in the background. I should know tomorrow. Good day in the studio today.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33124560-8159486578272762272?l=nsdavisart.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>nathaliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03111471864412593611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33124560.post-87653589958766316922011-02-15T19:58:00.000-08:002011-02-15T20:00:08.955-08:002011-02-15T20:00:08.955-08:00<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q0tJ63eN_M8/TVtLytf9vcI/AAAAAAAACss/iwVTNf5XpwM/s1600/photo-708960.JPG"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q0tJ63eN_M8/TVtLytf9vcI/AAAAAAAACss/iwVTNf5XpwM/s320/photo-708960.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574132298380328386" /></a></p>This is the finished grisaille portrait if Zara<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33124560-8765358995876631692?l=nsdavisart.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>nathaliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03111471864412593611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33124560.post-90511515592086992262011-02-12T20:04:00.001-08:002011-02-12T20:04:16.415-08:002011-02-12T20:04:16.415-08:00<div></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); font-size: medium; "><span>The Grisaille of Zara in progress &nbsp;posted but not the text-</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); font-size: medium; "><br></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); font-size: medium; "><span>I am trying to learn how to blog from my phone. I think I have finally gotten it- if this shows up then I will know for sure.&nbsp;</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); font-size: medium;">1<br></span><br>Sent from my iPhone</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33124560-9051151559208699226?l=nsdavisart.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>nathaliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03111471864412593611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33124560.post-5366480883186189622011-02-12T19:35:00.000-08:002011-02-12T19:36:28.398-08:002011-02-12T19:36:28.398-08:00<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-akr0o9QjWz0/TVdRvZ5afxI/AAAAAAAACsk/TRX4Ry_XXVI/s1600/photo-788400.JPG"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-akr0o9QjWz0/TVdRvZ5afxI/AAAAAAAACsk/TRX4Ry_XXVI/s320/photo-788400.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573012938741677842" /></a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33124560-536648088318618962?l=nsdavisart.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>nathaliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03111471864412593611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33124560.post-59444658886503494422011-02-12T19:30:00.001-08:002011-02-12T19:30:37.847-08:002011-02-12T19:30:37.847-08:00<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k-XEJT9EfYU/TVdQXrm4xhI/AAAAAAAACsc/LsiGP575PZg/s1600/photo-737848.JPG"><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k-XEJT9EfYU/TVdQXrm4xhI/AAAAAAAACsc/LsiGP575PZg/s320/photo-737848.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573011431667320338" /></a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33124560-5944465888650349442?l=nsdavisart.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>nathaliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03111471864412593611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33124560.post-75777486190686807782011-02-12T19:01:00.000-08:002011-10-21T15:48:28.974-07:002011-10-21T15:48:28.974-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dIJCrGQ0YZw/TVdIwQQLEzI/AAAAAAAACsY/WDfEB2Jo6ao/s1600/still-life-2.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dIJCrGQ0YZw/TVdIwQQLEzI/AAAAAAAACsY/WDfEB2Jo6ao/s320/still-life-2.gif" width="238" />&nbsp;</a></div> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> Another untitled painting on the easel. About 18" x 22" again</div> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> . I think this one is actually finished - again this is an iPhone pic and there is quite a bit of glare - especially in the upper left corner, which is actually quite dark.</div> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <br /></div> <br /> <br /> Have you visited me here? <a href="http://nsdavisart.com/">N S Davis Art Website</a> <a href="http://nathaliedavis.com/">Nathalie Davis web site</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33124560-7577748619068680778?l=nsdavisart.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>nathaliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03111471864412593611noreply@blogger.com0