Post office Drama

I have been having post office drama for the last few weeks.  It’s as if the postal service has boycotted my life.  They must have known that I am trying to de-stress my life and thought to themselves this must not happen.  Amanda must stay in a stressed attitude, “Let’s mess with her”.

First off my once again wonderful husband purchased a book for me from Amazon.  I have been so excited about getting this book.  Yet amazon, or the person selling on Amazon decided three weeks before shipping was, in their words, “In record time and before excepted.”   The other item I have been waiting for was my phone.  Not just any phone but my new iphone5, which my husband pre ordered for me.  My husband, received his iphone5 five days before I received mine.  Did you know that UPS does not let you pick it up after business hours?  My phone missed its flight one day, then I was at my son’s karate test the other day, which happened to be a Saturday.  That meant I had to wait till Monday to get it.  Which “could” be delivered between 9am-9pm.  I woke up and ate breakfast by the door in anticipation. I cleared my whole schedule for the day to be home. My phone was attempted to be delivered on Sat at 9am. So I thought that might be the time it would be delivered on Monday. 9:15 came around and I really needed to use the bathroom and still no phone.  I hurried up did my thang and rang out straight to the door to check for a missed tag.  Nope nothing.  Around 12pm I had to bring my son to school and I went straight there and straight back.  Still nothing.  I felt as if I was being held hostage in my own home my UPS.  My husband got to the house around 3:30 just in time for us to play tag team and I could go get the other boys.  By the time I got home at 4:30, still NOTHING. I started to check the tracking at 5pm when I heard the truck pull up.  By this time I was more irritated at getting my phone and all it took to get it.  Yet, it was worth it all.  I haven’t had a smart phone in two years since I smashed my EVO. It feels so great to be in the functioning world again.

If that was my only postal drama that would be great.  Let’s go back to that book that was ordered and what seemed as if it would never get here.  Once it was shipped it seemed to take forever to get here.  About few weeks into ordering it a key appeared in my mail box.  It’s my son’s job to get the mail but, since I wanted this book I was checking it everyday.  I was so elated to see that key.  I took it out, found the box, and opened it.  Guess what was inside?  Another KEY.  I laughed it off, our post person must have such a humor and then opened the other box.  But, the other box wouldn’t open, not even a little, Not even with pliers.  That was probably not legal but, at this time I didn’t care.  I put the key back in my box with a sad face sticky note explaining the problem.  Next day, still there.  So I put the key in the out mall box.  That worked and the next day I finally got my book.

The good thing is that this week was not a waste.  I finished two paintings I have been working on. I’m going to enter them into a Bohemian art show.  Check them out below.  I hope you have been having an amazing life and fulfilling your dreams along the way.

Till next time
Amanda

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Dinosaur Hat

I have a problem.  My five-year old son Hero is just too cute.  He looks up at me with his big adorable eyes and I melt inside.  He knows it to.  When he wants something he knows exactly the “look” that is irresistible. Which is funny since my other two teenagers don’t seem to know that I exist and seem to bark out demands all the time lately.  Maybe that is why I am so quick to give in.  I know this phase of life will not last.  Soon I won’t be the center of his universe and kisses at school will only be a sweet memory.

When he came to me the other day and showed me this pic and asked, “Mommy will you please, P-L-E-A-S-E make this hat for me?”.  My heart melted and I stopped all I was doing and spent the day creating a hat.

First problem is that this hat was drawn my an illustrator.  It was not real, it could be anything.  Should I make it out of paper mache, construction paper, felt?  The possibilities were endless.  With my new gift of a sewing machine I decided to make it like I would when I was costume designing.

Below is the hat I created. Most of it is out of fleece I had lying around.  I used extra firm interfacing for the hat rim inside and teeth.

He loves the hat and was wearing it every where.  It’s great to know that my skills are appreciated.  That knowing how to make things can make a difference.  This is my life.  This is my time and season.  And I will enjoy every moment.  For this will not last.

Chow
Amanda

Not everything works out

 

Sunday was an interesting day full of emotions and wonderment.  My living situation is turning out to be a huge stress in my life that will end on me moving once again on Dec 1st.  Who moves in the middle of the holiday season? When most people are putting up a tree I will looking for a new home. I have been emotionally trying to grasp and understand situations and the actions of others in my life.  I want so badly to trust those around me, yet I keep getting disappointed.  Maybe that is why Jesus said to forgive over and over again.  I think it’s 70×7. A number that none of us would ever want to get to for just one person.

Sunday I woke up feeling an urge to let it all out and paint like a wild crazy person.  So after church I headed home with two extra teenagers in tow and broke out the paints.  Only to find I needed more paint. Dragged all three teens, two kids and one husband to Michaels and then game stop and finally back home. Once I gathered all my supplies I broke out a huge drop cloth and made an easel against the porch outside.  I started dripping and spraying and splattering paint everywhere.  I don’t like how it turned out but, it was fun to play.  Not everything works out.  My living situation, my art, and most of the time my cooking.  But, it’s what we learn in the process that grows us and turns us into the person we will become.  How we choose to treat those around us.  How we choose to react to the situations before us. Each action drives us to the destination of who you are becoming.  We all have a choose to become the person you want to be.

So next time you want to call someone and chew them out.  Think about what that action will make you.  What place will that action bring you to.  For the last few days I have struggled with wanting to make a phone call to a very “ugly” person in my life right now.  This morning I dove into the word of God and found my secret happy place.  “Lord bring happiness to your servant, I lift up my soul” Ps 86:4.  When I find my self repeating in my head this phone call I now start repeating this verse.  It calms me and brings me back to who I want to be.

Decide who you want to be. Then with each correct choice you make it will bring you one step closer to that goal. Don’t worry about when you don’t make the right choice. Just decide next time that you will.

Before I ruined it.  But nothing is ever a total lost with art.  That’s what I love about it.

I will just turn it into something beter.  Just later.

My Mind is Full

Wanting to change the world is not an easy task when you have a hard time focusing.  My time as of today has been confiscated by my kids.  With the commuting back and forth between the three kids I have three hours and then two hours to get things done.  I dropped the high schooler off at 7:15am and then drove back to grab the middle schooler and dropped him off at 7:45am.  I now have a little bit of time before getting the kindergartener to school at 12:15pm.  I thought that with enough planning I would be able to get something done.  I’m at the library planning on getting images prepared for the next blog post and realized they are not in photo stream.  Just got a text from the high schooler saying he forgot his shorts and shoes for wrestling and if I could bring them to him he would be so,so,so happy.  How do you say no to that?  Each drive between schools is taking about twenty minutes one way.   I have these huge plans to make a difference, write a book, start a non profit and become a better artist.  How can I accomplish this when I am being pulled in so many directions.  Then when I do have time things just don’t work out like I planned.  Lord give me grace.

I have so many art projects I want to share with you.  I don’t just want to throw them up and say here is… and here is… anymore.  I want to take my time and create a beautiful blog.  Someday, for now you get me ranting about how I want to do something great and just can’t get things straight.

There seems to be so much on my mind.  The DNC is going on which means more girls are being exploited.  My son just started kindergarten, or will in two hours and my husband once again will be gone. So far this last two weeks I have created a purse, dinosaur hat,watercolor backgrounds, art rage art and so much more.  I can not wait to share it with you.  Hopefully I can overcome the technology barrier that is keeping my from posting it.

Bare with me I will get all my new toys behaving and the blog will be full of beauty and fun.

Having one of those days

Amanda

Ocean Art

I miss the ocean like crazy.  I dream about walking on its sandy beaches and allowing mother nature to naturally exfoliate my feet.  I dream about my old surf board and wanting to wake up before the sunrises and running to the beach to surf.  The dolphins that would greet me in the morning as if we all knew that moment was bigger than us.  I want to paint the ocean.  I live in Colorado.  My husband laughed at me when I told him I wanted to paint and decorate ocean things but I couldn’t.  He didn’t understand why I couldn’t.  I guess I feel as if I would be a poser since I no longer live near the ocean.  He doesn’t think so and told me to look at pictures and get to painting.  In the process I have decided to take up windsurfing.  I think I’m going to return the coach purse (outlet only $120) that I just bought and start saving up for one on craigslist.  I’m dying to be near the water again and I live 5min from one lake and 15min from another.  So here it is.. while I am learning the new hobby of windsurfing I will paint the ocean.  I spent an hour or so yesterday collecting pictures.

You can see my collection on my pintrest at: http://pinterest.com/fiberlily/ocean-art-inspiration/

And of course I must put it to action and I made a friend in the form of a little seahorse and gave him away.

I’m really into making beaded wrap bracelets right now and my friend, who is moving to the ocean, gave over to learn.  I made her a clip board out of cardboard and drew a little seahorse on it.  I think I am really going to love creating ocean art.  If I can’t be at the ocean I will bring it to me.

Have an amazing day

Amanda

My dad’s present

A little while ago I discovered the joy of painting on a box that looks like a book. I love the idea for gifts.  As an artist I really enjoying making something special for a love one.  I also understand that people only have so much wall space and some are very particular about how that space is used.  By painting on these boxes they can be displayed on a shelf or slipped in with the other books.  Here is a look at what I made my dad.

Have an amazing day

Amanda

I still like me

When my husband is out-of-town I get lots of time in the studio.  I’ve been painting away.  I just finished a book box that has been on my to do shelf for a really long time.  I used a Michael’s book box and then collaged it with dictionary pages.  Then I painted and collage some more with handmade papers.  I placed one of my doodles from the Sunday doodles on the front.  I love the way it looks and turned out.  Better yet it fits on the bookshelf and you can place all those doodles inside that don’t have a place yet.

 

Take a look:

I re did the doodle on a book page and below it says, “I still like me”

 

Hope your having a wonderful creative day.

Amanda

 

DIY- Button Headboard

This is the head-board that my friend gave me.  I thought of painting it and still might if I get tired of the purple.  My husband and I love to read in bed and work on our laptops.  I decided to try a button headboard so that we would have something soft to lean against.  Because I didn’t want to lose the chance to paint it I used the back of the headboard.

I used a 1 inch piece of foam.  I would really suggest if you were going to do this to use a plywood sheet and 2 inch or more of foam.  My budget was really tight and I already had the headboard.  First cut the foam to the desired shape.  I wanted the foam to go around the board.  I left some over hang to have that effect.

Next you take your material and cut it to the desired shape.  I had to sew pieces together so that I would have enough length and keep the patter running the direction I wanted it to go.  Next mark out where you want the buttons.

I screwed the screws into a ply wood sheet that I wood glued to the back of the headboard when I was done.  This allowed for tight tucks.  Another way of doing this by taking really strong string and sewing them in.  Use a stick on the back to tie the string around so that it won’t pull back through the pre-drilled hole.  There are many wonderful tutorials on YouTube to watch before you decide to take on this project.  I could not do this because I re-buttoned fabric buttons by hand that were not strong enough to pull through.  I ended up just taking fabric glue and glueing the buttons onto the screws.  It worked out really good.

Most people quoted $175- 200 for a finished project.  I think that would be very accurate if doing this correct.  My project cost me $40.00.  That was for foam and material.

Have fun with your next upcycle project. 🙂