Thursday, June 2, 2016

Illustration Friday-Tribal

Today I had to remind myself of the many accomplishments I've made on my artistic journey though the years. I have a bad habit of beating myself up when I am not following this imaginary internal clock, that seems to forever tick, and point a finger of guilt for "not keeping up." I then start to question my creditability. The voice continues…"You're not really an artist if you're not creating?" Or, "What gives you the right to call yourself an illustrator, when was the last time you illustrated?" It goes on an on hammering at me! I try to defend myself! I say "I've been working a lot of extra hours these past 2 months!" "I have way too many distractions at home!" "Didn't I just finish building that Jukebox in April, that was creative!" But it doesn't seem to appease the voice inside my head, my worst critic! And then there's the one that hits me at my core-- "You're not making money at it so where's your value?" This is how my internal struggle usually goes.  I've been going through this tug-of-war for the last 2 months, a self defeating pattern. So as I said I began to really look at my artistic journey though the years. I have all kinds of evidence of my worth. I go upstairs and I see the bulk of what I've created, I look at my computer files and see pieces that may no longer be here phyically but now resides in someone elses home. I see pieces I'm proud of and some that give me pure joy, work that have brought struggle and frustration, but in the end growth. I see value. I think of all the projects I've done, some paid and some not. All the art shows and exhibits, all the graphic projects I did. Invitations, business cards, promo pieces and so on. Then there was the six years of volunteer work for the Willoughby Historical Society, faithfully putting out a newsletter every 3 months. I think about all the artists and illustrators l've learned about and have come to admire, all the classes I've taken, and this blog that I began 7 years ago to help me stay in touch with my art. And I think of all the people I've connected with through being an artist.

I needed to write this post today, I needed to honor myself as an artist. To honor my value. It's so easy to beat ourselves up, to forget the accomplishments along the way. When we falter our mind really can be our worst enemy.

This piece above was created for a poster many moons ago for a local shop in my hometown. I thought it fitting for the word of the week, tribal.

Sunday, April 10, 2016

The making of a Jukebox

As I sat in at one of our committee meetings, we were actively discussing the Years of Service Awards for library staff that have achieved 5, 10 15, and more years of service at their job. It's a fun and creative committee and I do enjoy being a part of it. Last year we did an Italian theme. This year the talk was all about doing a 1950's theme using the books of Christine Wenger. All murder mysteries with food themes.

We called it "A Night of Culinary Intrique
We came up with a catchy invite
As we threw around ideas, I thought we can't have a 1950's diner theme without a Jukebox. Had I had known it would be around 30 or so hours of my life, I may have bit my tongue. Although at the time I envisioned a foam board standup with  colorful paper attached. Instead this is what developed over a period of time.                                                               

A simple platter from Dollar General
Tubing with battery operated lights
later tubing is colored in pink marker
Cardboard packaging material and
plastic mesh fencing painted gold
and a decorative from Dollar General

Phase one was put together with lots of  duct tape
contact paper and two large cardboard boxes.
The inside was covered in shiny paper.
These two pieces were held together by
a thin piece of cardboard that was inserted into
two slits that became the platform that held the
record player. 
All tubing was attached with zip ties. Wrapping
paper tubes were later covered in sparkly paper. 
Thanks to Jim (our page at Willoughby Hills Lib) for the 45's and
Mark (my co-worker) for the really cool battery operated plastic record player.
And Lisa (Willoughby Library and fellow committee member)
who found a jukebox label creator and created a playlist!
It all came together well with a little help from my friends!

And in the end this…
 And lots of pictures below of the Event. A special shout out to Sue on 35 years and Bernie for receiving The Board Award. Great job to all involved

Colleen's yummy meatloaf
Colleen, Sherry and Mollie setting up
Lisa pondering her lovely centerpieces that she made
as Ginny looks on.
Our victime Sharon being a good sport!

Contract Negation Team being honored

Sue cutting the cake
Sue being applauded for 35 years of service

Lisa and Colleen's beatiful table display
Kim, Sarah and Marybeth honorees

Colleen our organizing queen!
Bernie being honored for The Board Award!
Ann and Jim 15 years of Service!

Trish and Lori hanging with a Board member 
Vicky and Sharon hanging with the Yuko's
Karen gets an award! 

Sue and Barb having a chat

Rick and Eric our fearless leaders

Ruth, Jim and Bob
Holly and Amy chatting
Jim "The Coffee Addict"

Yay Kim!

Time to eat!

My buddy Ann

Saturday, January 2, 2016

Illustration Friday~Moon

The Mystery Of The Moon
by Mary Lou Rosato-Caine

The mystery of the moon, he beckons me this night.
Round, and full, enchanting, there’s magic in his light.
I walk the streets in silence, I gaze upon his face.
Contemplate his power, influence and grace.
The stars shine bright in reverence, whenever he is near.
Like beacons of the night, easing all your fear.
It is said that strange things happen, whenever he’s around

Could this be a myth, simply to astound?