Monday, December 29, 2008

Happy New Year!



I can't believe it's the New Year already. 2009 seems like something out of science fiction, but I've felt that way since the beginning of the new millennium. What intrigued me was how it is portrayed in art.

For some reason, they associate babies with the new year, and old men, or grim reapers for the old. I thought I'd look into some of the older art and see how the art has changed from the past. Some of it is kind of cool, some of them art really beautiful. I think we have lost some of the pride that comes with illustration in the modern times. I think we use too much of the computer world in our art -- at least in most of the publishing world...but perhaps that's a soap box for another day.



I really like these older images. They have character and richness. Some would say, perhaps, that they are cluttered and busy. I guess there are two points of view.



Here is one that shows the old man and little baby fighting over the ending and beginning of the year...sorry it's fuzzy. (I have a hard time switching gif pictures into jpg.) I just think the imagery is funny.



Here's the vintage view of the baby turning back the clock...I guess that's what he's supposed to be doing. Then we have the modern baby...



I like this one that shows kind of the two of them together, in a combination of kind of vintage and modern.



I have mixed feelings when it comes to New Year. Sometimes I'm really excited to start over and have things be new...I guess that's where the little baby aspect comes in. But there are other times when I'm sad to see the old year end, and that's probably the old man or grim reaper image.

How do you view the New Year? Whatever way you see it, however you celebrate it, I hope you have a wonderful New Year. May this one be even better than the year before, may you find peace and happiness, or the ability to deal with your trials.

HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!

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Friday, December 26, 2008

The Nutcracker


Another one of my favorite things about Christmas and art, is the Nutcracker. My goal is to make it to one of the live productions one year. It doesn't even have to be in the center front -- just somewhere that I have a good view.

I make my family suffer through the dollar DVD I purchased a couple of years ago, since I can never find the one with Baryshnikov. sigh. I figure he's the best there ever was...

Ballet is an art form in and of itself, though I find that the costumes are usually too...skin tight. So, I guess in that way I'm not a true fan of Ballet. Oh well...grin.

I think Ballet is amazing though -- I was going to learn it when I was a little girl. I remember asking my dad for ballet slippers. Everyone gave me that look...you know when you're a chubby kid and ask for something that a slim and graceful child would get? sigh. So, I got that look a lot. I didn't get the slippers either, but I did get a box for them...go figure.

Anyway, the Nutcracker is my favorite Ballet. It's probably the only ballet I've ever seen, but it's still my favorite. In looking up the information on it, I discovered that there are a couple of different versions. I was hoping I would find out the first or original one, but there isn't such a thing. Each version depended (apparently) on the king or ruler of the land at the time. I had no idea it was so politically involved.



All I can say is that if you love ballet, you'll love this. My favorite part is where the dramatics are all over and they're in the princes kingdom, and they are watching performances of different dances. I especially love the oriental dance (I don't know if it's Chinese or Japanese...)with the fans. That's amazing. I also love the Russian dance.

If you haven't had a chance to see it or watch it this year, go rent it and give it a try. There's a version with McCauley Caulkin in it, but I don't think it's very good. Baryshnikov's the best.

Hope you had a marvelous (and safe) Christmas!!

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Monday, December 22, 2008

Merry Christmas



It's my privilege to write, my privilege to blog. Sometimes I really enjoy it, sometimes it's a pain. This week it's crazy, next week is insane, but that's life and you roll with it.

The world of art is a large and many varied thing -- many colors, many moods, many views. I'm sure I only cover a small percentage of what is out there and called art, but I do my best. I hope you enjoy my thoughts and reflections on the subject.

Today's blog is going to be read on Christmas day (that's if anyone goes online and reads blogs on Christmas day...there's so many other things to do) and so I felt that it was time to reflect and to send my wishes out over the internet across the computers of the world. (That's to the whole 5 who consistently read my blog...grin)

There's a lovely song out called My Grown up Christmas Wish. Since I don't really remember writing Santa or having Christmas wishes when I was a child, I figure it's okay for me to have them as an adult. The song's lyrics are much more altruistic than my thoughts -- but bear with me.

My first wish is that there was enough money for everyone. Enough money so I could finish remodeling my house and be out of debt -- for all my family, neighbors and friends to be out of debt. For there to be no homeless -- no one loosing their homes...

My second wish would be that there could be peace. Peace between family members, neighbors, opposite political views, nations and countries. We all inhabit this planet and all depend on it's resources -- you'd think we could stop being spoiled and greedy and get along. But then, I don't think most of us are mature enough. Grin.

My third wish would be that we could all celebrate Christmas in a wonderful magical way. Sometimes Christmas is an exciting time, full of magic and lights and joy. Sometimes it's cluttered with lists and responsibilities and obligations that sap the joy out. I would wish for you to have the Christmas you dream of.

For me, that would be my house is clean and decorated, my children are healthy and home, we have just the right amount of presents for everyone, and they all LIKE them. We have loads of food, (I cook it all the day before or spread out during the day) what everyone likes, and enough to share. And I would have guests...people who want to come to my house to share in our joy and love. sigh.

That would be my perfect Christmas.

And the highlight of our Christmas, is the reading of the birth of our Savior. The chapters in Mark and Luke that give us the information of how wonderful our Lord was to come to earth for us in such humble circumstances. The willingness of his young mother to go through this experience.

I share my testimony with you this day -- I know my Savior lives. I know He was born and lived and died for me and for you. I know He loves me with an eternal, all encompassing love that never changes, doesn't depend on my actions, and is long suffering for all my sins. He shows me this every day of my life.

Thank you for sharing your day with me. I wish you the best and most wonderful Christmas ever.



Hark the Herald Angels Sing....Glory to the newborn KING.


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Friday, December 19, 2008

Well...it was Eight days before Christmas...


Karlene tagged me for an 8 things blog last week, and I figured I'd use it as part of a count down to Christmas, and about things art. It's supposed to be 8 things about me...so, here's my list.

Eight Things I'm Looking Forward To:

1. The Millenium (seriously)

2. Rose Parade

3. Christmas parties

4. Christmas Day -- spent with family

5. The LDS Storymakers Writers Conference in April.

6. Talking with my brother on the phone

7. My children going on missions

8. Getting published

Five books I consider classics: (okay, this wasn't part of the original, but I'm trying to be artsy here...grin. And I gave up on coming up with 8 -- I didn't have time to peruse my books)

1. The Little Princess

2. The Secret Garden

3. The Five Little Peppers and How They Grew

4. Little Women

5. Anne of Green Gables


Eight Things on My Wish List:

1. a new pare of slippers

2. A new set of paints and brushes

3. canvas! (can I get my family to read this?)

4. ink for my printer

5. socks! (does anyone else have a problem with socks twisting on their feet?)

6. Pants

7. books!

8. a date with my hubby....grin

Eight TV Shows I Like to Watch: (Okay...I don't watch TV shows...so I changed it to my favorite Christmas movies)

1. While you were sleeping

2. A Christmas Carol

3. The Grinch

4. The Muppet Christmas Carol

5. Miracle on 34th Street

6. Scrooged (well, I have to be in the mood for this one)

7. Mr. Kruger's Christmas

8. The Nutcracker


Five artist that I admire: (I changed this one too -- it was eight things that happened yesterday)

1. James Christensen (see my blog about him...excellent!)

2. Simon Dewey -- I'm so amazed by our wonderful talented brothers and sisters...

3. Greg Olsen (nothing else needs to be said)

4. Del Parson ( I don't think I've spotlighted him yet...)

5. Meg Johnson -- an inspiration to all around her.


People Who Now Have to Do This Silly Tag:

YOU! Let me know when you do it and I'll visit your blog.


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Monday, December 15, 2008

12 Days of Christmas



In my quest for art subjects during the month of December, I remembered something that I really enjoyed...the 12 days of Christmas. Since it officially started this week, I felt it was appropriate to include it. This song, while it's kind of silly and long, is really quite fun to illustrate!


Several years ago I decided that I wanted to draw the figures of the song. I started out huge, and just drew what struck my fancy. My version was silly -- the calling (or Cally) birds, where on cell phones, the swans were doing the back stroke, etc. My imagination was limited, however, and I never finished the project. There is only so much room for 12 drummers drumming, you know?



So then I decided to do ornaments for my brother. These, I reasoned, wouldn't have to be the multiples, just one figure representing each day. I painted them with watercolor, and pressed them into small frames and put red ribbon on them so they could be hung on the tree.



I was flattered to visit their home during the Christmas season last year to find my sister-in-law had strung them across her kitchen doorway.

I have to point out that how you are seeing them is actually larger than they are. They are perhaps 2x2", and it was a challenge for me to get them that small. I suppose I could have painted them larger and then shrunk them with a copier, but I didn't want to do that. I did, however copy the paintings and put copies in the frames -- keeping the originals, which is what these are photographs of.

There have been many versions of this song through the ages. Many different drawings, painting, and representations. While I like my miniatures, I like my larger ones better, and hope to finish them someday so that I can hang them up during Christmas time. If I had lots of money I would custom frame them all together, but that would end up being huge -- not sure I could handle that. They'll probably end up going in individual frames. Perhaps I'll hang them one each day...



Have you heard all the different stories as to how this song came to be? I was surprised to find that what I'd heard the most was actually not true. In doing some online research, I found that there were a couple of stories as to how this song came about. I also have decided this one makes the most sense. I think those that lean toward it's religious intent, are free to run with it.



I also think the idea that the song originated in France seems more likely...


Whatever the reason, whatever the history, I think it's a fun song, and I hope you've enjoyed my paintings...



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Thursday, December 11, 2008

The Light's of Christmas


Perhaps my second most favorite thing about this time of the year is the lights. Have you ever thought about the history of the Christmas tree light? I never did -- until today. Sometimes a subject will fascinate me and I have to look the information up, just to know why.

Since I've been talking about all things Christmas in relation to art, I thought the lights shouldn't be left out. They bring great joy and wonder to young and old, and I love to see what people come up with every year.

What surprised me in my search was that they've been around for quite awhile -- practically since the invention of the light bulb. One version has it that they were invention by a man who worked for the telephone company and used telephone switchboard lights on a feather tree. The other version is the man who was vice-president of Edison's Electric company and how he had a lighted tree in his home in 1882. Apparently the idea didn't really catch on until they had Christmas lights in the White House in 1895.



They still weren't considered affordable by the average household until much later. Even in the early 1900's, when they were $12 a box -- it was too expensive for many.


It's amazing how things become common day and expected. No one would think of putting candles on their trees now, and pretty much everyone can afford lights on their trees.

There are also different kinds of lights...I think neon lights are an art form on their own. But what's interesting is how they continue to develop. I remember (and this will probably date me) when they first came out with icicle lights! That was a wonder to behold. Everyone had to have them -- soon all the houses had icicle lights and no one had the regular old multi-colored strings any more. sigh.

The thing is, sometimes people get carried away with the lights, and then (in my opinion) it looses it's artistic endeavors, and becomes...uh, not art? I don't want to use the wrong word -- so we'll stick with that.


Many families drive through neighborhoods to see the house decorations, the lights in the parks and the lights on Temple Square. We try to get to Temple Square every year, but we don't always make it.

For me, there's something about the glow of the lights that makes the season special. I find it interesting that people are starting to put lights up for other holidays, such as Halloween and 4th of July -- but there will always be just the one season for me; Christmas.

I let the children do the outside lights for our house, so it's not always as perfect as it could be, but they like it, and it's less stress for me. I enjoy the fact that they like to do it. It's another holiday tradition that we have.

I hope you enjoy the lights of the season.

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Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Well...at Least it's Higher...

I saw this on Sandra's site today, and thought I'd try it.

blog readability test

TV Reviews



Great. Junior high. Well, if I remember right, at least that's up from before. sigh. How embarrassing.

Monday, December 08, 2008

Art in the Snow


One of my favorite things about Christmas is snow. I realize that there are many places in the world that don't have snow this time of year -- in fact, I don't know how Australia does it in the middle of summer! I guess if it's what you're used to...but BBQing for Christmas dinner just seems wrong somehow...grin. And this comes from a born and raised Californian who didn't grow up with snow...

The first time it snowed after I moved to Utah, I was thrilled. I sat in our front room and gazed out the large windows, watching each flake fall in fascination. It was totally amazing to me, seeing each frozen flake of water and knowing that apparently none of them were the same.

Some while ago, I came across a site that showed actual photographed snowflakes taken by Wilson Bentley. He was obsessed with taking pictures of snowflakes, taking the first photographs of snowflakes in 1885. I love the quote on his site:
"Under the microscope, I found that snowflakes were miracles of beauty; and it seemed a shame that this beauty should not be seen and appreciated by others. Every crystal was a masterpiece of design and no one design was ever repeated., When a snowflake melted, that design was forever lost. Just that much beauty was gone, without leaving any record behind."

I feel like snowflakes are a gift of beauty.

I like to go outside while it's snowing and let the flakes land on my coat so that I can try and see their intricate designs.


Some of the snowflakes I've used in this blog come from SnowCrystals.com which generously allows me to share them with you as long as I mention them...so I've mentioned them! grin. They have a wonderful selection of photographs of snowflakes, and galleries to view.

As children we were always making snowflakes out of paper. I think everyone knows how to fold the paper and cut intricate designs, opening it up to hang the flakes on the windows. If you still like to make snowflakes, there's a site that allows you to do it on the computer. It's called Snowdays, and it's created by PopularFront.

While I realize not everyone likes snow or is fascinated by snow flakes, perhaps you can have some fun with them.

I think snow is Heavenly Father's way of cleaning the world for just a little while...bringing us some purity and making the world sparkle with beauty for all to see. Since today we got the first snow of the Christmas season, I hope you enjoy it! I sure have.


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Friday, December 05, 2008

The Art of Christmas


One of the most common forms of art we experience at Christmas time, is the Christmas card. I find it interesting to discover that they weren't created until the 1840's. We didn't start producing our own cards in the US until the 1870's.

Since that time, it has become quite a tradition to send them to friends and family -- though things seem to have died down a little due to cost of cards, stamps and people returning the favor...grin.

Christmas cards can be amazingly elaborate and large, or cute and small or simple and cheap. Many people have gotten into making them themselves, and those are kind of cool. One of the most popular things right now are photo cards, where a family portrait is taken and then put on a Christmas card. I've gotten several of them from my sister and her family.

The photo cards are kind of fun because they show you how family members are growing and changing. Usually it's a shot of the current baby, or just the children.

We've never gone in for the family card. I guess part of it is you have to be a little bit organized to get the portraits taken in time to get them printed and sent out for Christmas. Sending them in January kind of defeats the purpose...grin.

But I love getting Christmas cards. I like to see what people will pick, whether it's pertaining to Christ, or Santa Clause. I have also been known to save them and put them in frames for Christmas time. I had several that I used to hang up every year, but they finally fell apart.


Some of the most well known scenes were those created by Currier and Ives. They have been made famous by some movies made back in the 50's, and are still some of the most thought of when one imagines Christmas scenes. Currier and Ives were a printing company that did lithographs. I had no idea that they had the colors added to their prints one color at a time. Kind of interesting to read up on them.

Especially since they've been out of business since 1907. Apparently their prints are now collectors items, and if you happen to be lucky enough to have one in your possession, you're doing good.

I also find it interesting that we tend to think of Christmas in terms of the past, rather than the present. The past seems to be recognized as more romantic.

For me, romance is typified by the Victorian era, and the art of that time. But that's something I'm going to cover next week. Have you got your cards sent yet? Neither have I.

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Monday, December 01, 2008

Christmas in the Air


There was a time when I was grumpy about how early Christmas seemed to come to the stores. It seemed that as soon as Halloween was over, everyone was stuffing their shelves with Christmas items, and people were starting to play Christmas music. As the years have gone on, this has moved farther and farther up into the year, until -- as in this past year for example -- you could find things as early as August. School hadn't even started yet!

This year I discovered music stations had started playing Christmas music the first of November. I couldn't believe it. Hello...Thanksgiving hadn't even come yet! At first I lived in denial -- I didn't want to hear it, didn't want to think about it. Christmas was still weeks away, and I didn't want to get too excited about it.

Then, as the month wore on and the economic outlook of our country started to look grim, I realized we needed the earlier Christmas. In many ways (important ones) Christmas is not about the shopping, giving or receiving of presents. It's about the season and the feeling it gives us.

I think people recognize that we need it more than ever this year. As I realized this, I grew excited to hear the songs on the radio...looked forward to Thanksgiving and the days after when we start decorating our house and listening to Christmas music in our home.

Interestingly enough -- or should I say rightly enough -- Christmas is about Christ. The feelings of good will, charity and generosity, family and greater patience with others, come from the light of Christ that is in all of us. For some reason people feel more of it this time of year, and it's easier to find a smile, kind word and courteous act.

Many of us have a picture of the perfect Christmas in our head. Sometimes it involves a gift, but usually it's a memory of a family gathering or activity such as sledding down a snowy hill, having a snowball fight, gathered around the piano singing carols, sitting around the table drinking hot chocolate. Many of us picture those perfect Christmas cards of Victorian times, where the women are wrapped in furs and the men are dashing and gallant.

In future blogs for December, I'm going to talk about different types of art involved with Christmas and how it brings us closer to the season. But for now, I just wanted to expound on the season and the feelings.

The biggest thing that seemed to hit me this year, was the feeling of hope. Christmas brings us the feelings of hope that we felt as children. It's not the hope that we'll get all the material things we want, but the hope that things will be happy. Our families will be healthy, our bills will be paid, our jobs remain secure, and we will have special times together.

It has nothing to do with presents or the outward trappings of the season, though I think the decorations add greatly to the feelings. I feel is the most important thing Dr. Seuse ever said in How the Grinch Stole Christmas:

"Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn't before!
"Maybe Christmas," he thought, "doesn't come from a store."
"Maybe Christmas...perhaps...means a little bit more!"

I hope that in the coming weeks, the feeling of hope permeates your home. The spirit of the season -- the joy that Christ brings to our lives -- fills your family and heart with joy.

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I Did It!!


Well, I did it again! One more year of doing and finishing Nano! I don't know if I've mentioned doing it here or not, I've been writing about it at my other blog, Writers Blogck, but I figured I'd do a little boasting here.



It seemed easy at first, this year, and then got progressively hard. I had to be finished by Saturday night, because I don't like to write on Sunday -- so I had to do it in 29 days instead of 30...or it would be less, because I didn't do any writing on Sunday, and I didn't write on Thanksgiving, and...grin.

Anyway...I got my goal. 50300 words. Unfortunately, the books not finished. sigh.

So that's my goal now, to hurry and get it finished so my hubby doesn't get too frustrated.

I still need a title...

Friday, November 28, 2008

Final Thoughts on Thanksgiving


As we end the month of November and head into the Christmas season, I thought I would share an experience with you.

In my work, sometimes they have motivational speakers and stuff to try and make the workplace a happier one. I went to a staff meeting where they presented a video they want to share with the rest of the work place, and wanted our input on it. It was good, I enjoyed it -- but mainly for the artistic value of it and the beauty shown. The man who presented the motivational idea was Dewitt Jones.

He is a world renown photographer, apparently, though I had never heard of him before. He has done lots of photos for National Geographic, and he talked about those shoots and how he feels about them -- telling some stories about the people he got to know through doing these assignments.

I liked his perspectives on the photos. I thought it interesting how he sought to tell a story with his lenses. Since he has become a motivational speaker, he has focused on that aspect, and developed his stories into different themes, depending on the subject he was called on to speak about.



But in this short video they played, he said that as he developed as a photographer, he found himself saying thank you after every shot. He was generic in his praise, he said he sent it out to the general cosmos -- but he felt a great need in thanking whoever it was or whatever it was that had created these beautiful vistas for him to capture.

I thought that was significant.

Our Heavenly Father has given us a great deal of beauty on this planet. We can see it and be thankful for it, or we can be sad and depressed and never see the wonders around us.

This time of year I feel is extremely beautiful. We have the glorious fall colors that we just experienced and the coming season ahead that I love -- snow! The seasons are full of beauty and capturing these scenes is an art. Whether it's in painting, drawing or photography, there is much to be thankful for. KSL.com has a spot where they share photos taken by readers and those who want share sights of Utah, you might want to check it out, they keep archives up to the past year as well as current shots.

I was glad that I had been given the chance to discover another person with artistic ability who is striving to share his thoughts and positive philosophy with others. I'm impressed with the example he shared in his presentation, and I hope all of you are aware of the joy of life and are thankful for your many blessings.

Onward to Christmas!

Oh, and if you haven't been recently, you really need to check out the recent additions to the Yourldsneighborhood website! It's getting better every day.

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Monday, November 24, 2008

The Art of Thanksgiving


Have you ever thought about why we celebrate this day, once a year? I know we've all been taught it was about the Pilgrims and the Indians, and how they made it through the summer and had a good harvest, etc.

This is all good, and we should remember those who came before, but I'm thinking now. Today. Traditions.

In the world we live in, we have so much to be thankful for. We have much, so very much more than many of those in the world. We have food, shelter, clothing, employment, freedom of speech, transportation of our own, families, etc. The list is endless.

I've been out of the country only a few times, and it's always been to Mexico or the Caribbean. To see how people live on less than $100 a week, in small apartments or shacks, struggling to put food on their tables every day, working at jobs most American's would rather not do -- it's amazing. It's very humbling, and it made me appreciate where I live even more.

At this special time, I want to share my Thanks with you. I came from a poor background; my parents both died when I was young and I spent most of my youth in foster homes. These homes were good, (wonderful by some stories I've heard) and I eventually found the parents that I call Mom and Dad.

The mainstay in my life the whole time was the knowledge of my Savior, Jesus Christ. Through all my trials and hardships, through all my joys and happiness, He has been there.

It's because of His many blessings that I can enjoy the life I now have. I have a wonderful loving husband, several happy and loving children, a home, a job, and many, many extended family members who love me.

If I were to pass away tomorrow, I would be a happy woman in the knowledge that while I wasn't perfect, I had made progress.

One of the things that has stood out to me in my transition from one home to another, was the traditions we create in our homes. One of those days full of traditions is Thanksgiving. I'm sure many of you have them -- who cuts the turkey, who cooks the turkey, who makes the best pies, etc.

Thanksgiving is a special time for me. I treasure the whole day with family, and the day is ripe with tradition. Each member has a special place in my heart for the joy they have brought. In the morning we go shooting -- which may sound strange, but having several gun enthusiasts in the family and a brother who is now retired law enforcement -- they like to shoot clay pigeons. I think it's a male bonding thing, but there are some girls that come too. The wives rarely come, which I find interesting.

I always go. I like spending time watching my brother and my husband interact with our children and their cousins and uncles. The married nephews and nieces in-laws have adopted the tradition with us and many of them join in the fun -- one of them even bringing their automated thrower. Everyone loves that, let me tell you.

Then we go home, clean up and head over to my sisters for dinner (when it's our year -- this year it's my husbands family, so we won't be going) and there will be a feast to both the eyes and the stomach. Children pretty much behave themselves, no one breaks anything, everyone helps clean up afterward, and we hang out until we're so full we can't possibly move anymore or until it's time to head home.

My children look forward to it every year.

We try to instill in them the idea of thankfulness, but I'm never really sure how much it sinks in. This year I think we're gonna talk about it the day before when we have our waffle dinner. (Which is another tradition.) Somehow several years ago, we decided we needed something simple the night before. My husband made waffles, and it has stuck. The children know they can count on them the night before Thanksgiving. We gather as a family unit and share our excitement, joy and love for each other.

I hope you have many rich traditions in your house. I hope you are teaching your children wonderful traditions that will live through their lives and bring joy to them and their children.

Hopefully it will be a tradition of love for the Savior and His gifts...as well as all the many blessings we enjoy in this free land.

Happy Thanksgiving to all.

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Friday, November 21, 2008

Readying For The Season


One of the things I love about those big fancy home magazines is the large glossy photos of their homes. Don't you just see your kitchen in one of them? Wouldn't you love to have the covered chairs with matching ribbons, clean linen table cloth with matching napkins and matching silverware, fancy goblets and candles glowing softly in the romantic setting? (romance isn't only about love...)

And then reality hits. You lower the magazine to see your own table with it's plastic cover (so the wood doesn't get ruined by multiple spills), unmatched chairs, plastic plates and glasses, mis-matched flatware and worn tablecloth that has seen two generations and was handed down by mom.

You sigh.

You look at the photo and then back at your table, and then at the children happily running through the house, innocently unaware that they are the object of your thoughts.

Which would you rather have -- happy children who don't have to worry about spoiling the table, or a perfect home? Well, long ago, I finally discovered that the children were more important, but I did manage to hang onto some of my nice things.

While it's important that children know they are more precious than gold -- sometimes they need to experience what it means to take care of fine things. To enjoy them and take care of them.

We have found that children learn to take care of things through practice and example. We are fond of china and crystal in my family when it comes to Thanksgiving. My mother always put out the best, and when there were younger children, they had their own tables, usually without the china and crystal, but still with nicer plates and glasses.

Now that I'm married and go to two different Thanksgiving celebrations (we trade years like everyone else...grin) I find it interesting how different the two families celebrate things. My in-laws use paper plates, plastic ware and paper cups. We have nice table clothes, usually, but paper napkins and such. Clean up is usually pretty easy, and their focus is on family time and games. She doesn't really do a lot of decorating for Thanksgiving, and her Christmas decorations aren't usually out yet.

My family does the whole bit -- linen table clothes, napkins, (usually folded in intricate designs by my sister who loves to do such things) Crystal, real silver and nice serving dishes. It's still served buffet style, as my in-law's do, but we are much more aware of the day, we are all dressed nice, and it seems more special somehow.

It also takes more work. We usually set up things the night before, and my sister takes the nieces and nephews to help set and learn the art of fine dining. (Sometimes reluctantly...) Clean up usually takes a joint effort, but it doesn't take long with everyone washing and drying and helping clean up. We all feel it's worth it. Then we sit and gab, and usually desert is on paper plates...it all depends on the consensus.

My sisters house where we hold dinner, is very large and was built with the idea of entertaining family during the holidays and for family gatherings. She designed her kitchen with that in mind, and it really makes it nice. She usually has her Christmas decorations up as well, which really adds to the mood.

What I'm trying to get at with these two comparisons, is that sometimes decorating and preparation make a meal a special thing. Using fine china and crystal is something that everyone should experience if they can, and I think it lends a feeling of civilization to the event. I'm sure there are lots of families that figure Thanksgiving is all about bowl games and how much you can eat--but I like to think it's more than that, and we try to have our children experience it. I notice that our children act differently when at my sister's home compared to my in-law's. They act more refined, aren't as likely to run crazily through the house, and readily say please and thank you.

While they still say please and thank you at grandma's, it's usually in a teasing way, and they jostle each other in line, laugh more loudly, and generally act more casual. I'm sure there are pro's and con's to both sides, but for now, I'm encouraging the more formal of the two.

Our family feels it's an occasion to share time, memories and the finer things of life. It revolves around the meal, but that is just an excuse. We love to gather together and spend time together. Thanksgiving is the one time that everyone who can, comes for dinner -- even the older nieces and nephews that normally are too busy.



If you don't have family to visit during this time of year, maybe they live too far away for finances, or you don't have anyone living, it leaves it to you to make your holiday a special one. If you have small children, this is doubly hard, since they don't really understand the reason and feelings.

It takes time. It will come, they will grow, and you can establish traditions now that bring joy and stability in the years to come. We may not all have the ultra fancy dining rooms with covered chairs and crystal, but we can have nice things that show pride and caring about how we live and what we love.

That is the art of living at home.

Return to the Neighborhood.

Monday, November 17, 2008


HowManyOfMe.com
LogoThere are
7
people with my name in the U.S.A.

How many have your name?



I thought this was pretty funny. My daughter's name came back with only 1 person in the US. How popular is your name?

Relaxing is an Art


Sometimes when we enter this time of year, we find stress. It's a friend that many of us know well. However, it doesn't have to be.

I think November is a great time to sit back and take stock of our blessings. Thanksgiving is a week away, and all of us have many things to be thankful for. Many of us have family, friends, a home to keep us dry and warm, and employment to help us provide for ourselves.

We have food in abundance available and if we are fortunate, we have health and strength. There is the wonderful freedoms we experience living in one of the best countries on the planet -- even if you don't live in the US or Canada -- I'll bet you are thankful for your homeland.

There was a book written several years ago that my mom gave me. It was a book about gratitude. In the book she suggested that you keep a gratitude journal and write down five things each day that you are grateful for.

I did it faithfully for awhile, and then discovered that I would rather enumerate my thankfulness to Heavenly Father in prayer than write them down each night. Writing them down seemed monotonous and repetitive, as if I weren't finding anything new in each day. It became a burden, when it was supposed to be helping me find peace.

I agree that writing in a journal is important and we should list our blessings each day -- but sometimes when life seems stressed, it's time to take a breath and relax.

Find a quiet place, grab a notebook, a piece of chocolate (or 2), a cup of chocolate or herbal tea, and give yourself a half hour. If a half hour is too long, take fifteen minutes -- but you need the time. You've heard the Peter Pan Mantra -- Find your happy place? This is the time to do it.

Sit and close your eyes and think about your life. What are you thankful for? The way your hubby fixed the squeaky chair for you? Or how he prepared dinner the other night to give you a break? How about your children...what have they done that bring blessings into your life?

There is so much to be thankful for. Just a few moments of thinking about it, and you'll be able to list them out on the paper. Just keep going. Think of as many as possible and see how full you can get the paper.

You might be surprised what you come up with.

Friday, November 14, 2008

The Art of Imagination


I so love it when an idea is plopped in my lap. Sunday I was looking through the newspaper, and there was a wonderful article about James C. Christensen. I thought, hey, he'd be great to write about.

In my last blog, I wrote about illustrators -- I should probably have mentioned him, but only because he has books in print with his art work in them.

This man really stands on his own.

What I love about his work is how it grabs at the imagination. It pulls you into his world, and makes you wonder why he drew it like that, or why he added that -- what is he trying to tell me? I like the creativity of his characters, the colors, the animals, the total imagination that takes place. sigh. I would love to live in his world.

What I remember most about him are two things. The first one is back several years ago when we used to watch TV once in a while, and were watching Extreme Home Makeover. There was a family in Bountiful that had a young daughter (among others). While they were redoing her bedroom, they were able to get (at least this is my memory -- I can't seem to find anything on the Extreme Makeover site to verify this, so don't get too upset anyone...) Mr. Christensen to do a mural on the wall for her of fairies, since she was really into them. It was an amazing mural, a one of a kind piece of art that I hope that girl cherished. It would have been something any of us as a young girl would have loved. The way he does fairies are just dreamy and lovely and -- well, I just loved it.

Unfortunately the other thing I remember about him (vaguely after someone reminded me) was a controversy over his last book which had a painting of mermaids and how they were depicted. After being reminded of this, I now remember reading about how a library was being asked to take the book of it's shelves because the art work was inappropriate. I remember debating within myself, and I guess I figured it was probably not something I'd want my children looking at, but I also put it out of my mind. I have a hard time with art that displays the human body without clothing, even if it's supposed to be 'reality'. I like Disney's version of the mermaid better...but that's a whole different subject. I wasn't part of the debate, and it was soon banished to the inconsequential lands of banalities.

If you aren't familiar with his work, those shown here are just the tip of the iceberg, so to speak. These were the paintings displayed in the newspaper, but if you look him up here, you can see the full range of his talent and abilities. He truly is amazing.

There's no end to the places the imagination can take us.

Return to the Neighborhood.

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

A Couple of Things...


I was too busy and crazy yesterday, so I didn't get to mentioning the honor of Veterans...sorry dad. So here it goes...
At this point in our history when things look bleak politically, the last things we have to hang onto are our freedoms. I am so proud to come from a family that was full of service for our country. I am proud of my son (that comes home tomorrow!!!) and his desire to serve. I have several nephews who have gone the extra mile, and one that just finished Navy Seal school...(man does he look buff!)
Without our veterans who have fought so valiantly in our past, we would not have a future. I honor them today, and all of their sacrifices. Thank you.

Also...I came across a video on Youtube...actually it was sent to me -- I don't go to youtube unless sent there...ugh. Anyway, this video is totally inspiring. I wish that I could post it here so you wouldn't have to go there to see it, as they've stuck a bunch of porn on the same page as him -- try not to look at anything on the side bars, okay??? UGH!!!

But his story is too amazing to miss. It will leave you in tears.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2I0DRk8dFjI

Wow... really??

so - I didn't realize it has been that long since my last post.  I think I kind of gave up on it, knowing I don't have many follower...