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Kid Treasures

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My kids are back. (Insert huge *sigh* of happy.) They’re wiggly. goofy. intense. needy. chatty. singy. full of life.

And I treasure them.

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Kid A thew down with the India Inks. Her creative passion flows through her dancing too.

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Pretending she didn’t understand what a focal image was, Kid C reworked this page touting Girl Power! Which she promptly displayed by fashioning an “iPhone Hotel” (below) — pure genius!

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The Kids check in their phones in at the beginning of class, and check them out afterward.

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Kid Newbie A has a gift for layering and doodling. This summer she spent a month-long road trip with her parents diving in, finding her gorgeous, amazing voice as an art journalist.

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Kid M gobsmacked me with her collaging skills. She’s putting words in, too, unmasking her personality.

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And This Kid. This Kid is a first timer. Can you believe it? She took a lighthouse, flipped it upside- down, threw it in an ocean of wave-like of paint, then repeated waves and bridge-like marks on the opposite page. FIRST TIMER. I Kid you not.

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And this little gem was just a little piece of somethin’ I found on the floor. It’s one of the many little treasures I get with these Kids.

*Special thanks to the unwitting Tim Schamber for the Kid (Letter) idea! I appreciate the anonymity and kuddos it allows.

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Allowing

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My co-quilting co-teacher, Stefanie Schamber, and I are nearing the end of our third session of Art Journaling + Women’s Support classes. I’m still finding new feelings, ideas, transitions. I am forever grateful to Stefanie and the  brilliant, brave students we’ve journeyed with this past year. What a wonder-filled kismet this has been.

This summer, Stefanie is moving to Portland, Oregon. I’m sad that she’s going, but knowing a little something about big moves, I am deeply happy for her. She’s doing what I did: moving for her family, for a better way of life.

We all have different visions of what happiness is. Her’s happens to look like Portland, mine looks like South Pasadena.

No matter where we are, we are all part of the same quilt. She is sewn into my life, just as are my dear ones in New York, North Carolina, Minnesota, Colorado, Texas, and Iowa. I could never cut them out! They are part of me, the fabric of my being; stitched in, held gently with batting and love.

Knocking My Socks Off

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For years I’ve heard the adage ‘teachers learn from their students’, and I always thought, “What a nice thing to say..”

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Then I noticed: my teen/’tween art journaling class knocks my socks off every single week. Sure, we’re all kinds of creative, working in our art journals, cutting, pasting, painting, writing. But there’s so much more than that going on.

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We talk about our ‘roses and thorns’ — the best and worst part of our day. They tell me how their tests went, how someone made them belly laugh; they share little secrets, what they dream of being when they grow up. They tell me long-winded stories that have no plot or ending, but they just need to be heard.

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They break my heart wide open with their creative, beauty-filled, vulnerable, adventurous selves.

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And all the while, we make art, knocking my socks off.

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It’s *FREE*!

Stop by and say “Hello!” this Saturday, May 6 at the *FREESouth Pasadena Eclectic Music Festival and Art Walk! I’ll be set up in Artisans Alley, selling my wares, enjoying a great afternoon and evening of music, art, and fun!

Details and directions here: The Eclectic Rocks. Remember, it’s *FREE*!

 

We Are Not Only Black and White

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We are not only black and white. We are shades of gray, brown, red, pink, blue, yellow.

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We cover our soft underbellies with a hard shell, hoping we appear smart enough, capable enough, strong enough.

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But really underneath it all, our vulnerability is our power. It is our intelligence. It is our strength.

These three spreads were made for and with Stefanie Schamber and my’s Art Journaling + Women Support classes last week. Doing them brought up my anger and my will: I will not hide my light. I will not mute my colors. I am black, white, and every color in between.

Christmas in October

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My little classroom that could.

My little classroom that could.

Ever since I stopped acting 9 years ago, I have been working toward this: my own little studio. I have dreamt of teaching art journaling to ‘tweens — to give them a safe space to create freely, to be themselves, to find a place where they can go with their secrets.

Just as strongly, I’ve hoped to reach women. Women who need to be heard, who have value, who have so very much to offer in this world beyond taking care of laundry, meals, homework, and driving to and from soccer practice. Women who had thriving careers until they gave birth, then realized they needed to be home to take care of the little soul they brought into this world, but now, as that little soul grows up and becomes more and more independent, they’re looking at themselves trying to figure out what Chapter 2 is.

Now it’s happening. The ‘tweens come every week. I see their eager faces every Tuesday and my heart swells and soars: this is it! This is how to make a difference!

And today, for the first time, women are coming to art journal. Through incredible support from my generous, patient husband, my Yemma Tribe, by making tough choices that brought me to this town I love so much, and with the magical kismet that brought my wise, patient, talented co-teaching partner (and certified art therapist!) Stefanie Schamber into my life, women are coming to the *table.

We’re gathering our wagons, setting down our burdens, sharing our stories, and picking up pencils, brushes, scissors, and finding our way back to ourselves.

It’s like Christmas here, with all my cousins coming, presents under the tree, and all the lights I could find, hung up around the car port which is now my sweet little classroom that could.

 

*OUR TABLE: A deeply heartfelt “Thank you!” to the hard-working, believing souls that anchored SPACE ART CENTER here in South Pasadena all these years. I am grateful you’ve entrusted me with the table that has created so much. It will continue to share your dream. Thank you.

My Studio Mess is Legit!

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(Aka: My Three Ways of Art Journaling)

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My studio table is a hot mess! It’s not just because I have a plethora of wacko supplies–obviously paint, brushes, water — but also Gramma’s antique sewing patterns, string soaking in tea, packing tape and a heavy duty dispenser…

No, my studio mess is mostly because I juggle several journals at once — kind of like how in the business world one might have several clients or projects going on at once. These different journals help keep me fresh while working different skill sets. Totally legit!

I have:

  1. (Regular) Art Journals — for creative, exploratory and emotional freedom
  2. Way finding Journals –simple; more visual, using things I collect along the way
  3.  Gina Rossi Armfield’s No Excuses daily art journal — my daily nudge to do anything
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My mom, artist Karel Cline, made this journal for me!

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1. My regular Art journals (above) are where I work out; where I get my “Ya-Ya’s” out. I let myself work ugly, pretty, frilly, drippy, dark, detailed, muddy, free. I used to hurry and bang these pages out in 20-30 minutes, now they go on for days!

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My latest Wayfinding Journal.

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Washi tape, an envelope for secrets, cut-outs from magazines, and postcards in my Wayfinding Journal.

 

2. Wayfinding Journals (above) are my journaling records of how I go along my way… Greeting cards, ticket stubs, quotes, stickers, photographs, magazine cut-outs all go in here. I let them be fun and aesthetically pleasing, kind-of like a funky, creative modern-day scrapbook. I adorn those pages with washi tape, stencils, dots, lines, words.

Way finding Journals are what I teach children (at Makers Mess!) and adults, giving them a safe and super affordable place to play and experiment. (Check out more class info here!) Students use these not only as portable time capsules (i.e., covering the year of 2015 or a special vacation), but also for gifts (birthday, anniversary, graduation, baby).

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NO EXCUSES Journal 2016!

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3. My No Excuses day planner journal (above) helps me remember the who, what, where, and when of the year. Gina Rossi Armfield is genius in her creation of this project! There are no judgements. It doesn’t have to be pretty. It just IS. When I’m really stuck, that’s where I go. Just to get something on the page!

Sometimes all three crash in a hot mess~ sometimes it almost looks civilized. But it is all legit!

What’s Your Word?

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Happy 2016!!

I’m setting my intentions for the new year. A couple of years ago, I adopted a word for the year and although sometimes the word morphs half-way through the year, it really seems to work much better for me than writing down resolutions.

Last year’s word ended up being “BRAVE” — it really helped — especially moving cross-country!

This year, it’s all about “SHARE”. Share space, share stories, share light. There is so much happening in the world that hurts my heart — immigration woes, racial, religious, and sexual injustices, ineffectual weapon control, and our country’s serious lack of mental health care. And there are personal aches — witnessing dear friends’ pain and break-ups, hearing about (and knowing my own) financial trials, burrowing new relationship paths and boundaries. Awareness has opened me up — not closed me down — and begged me to listen more, offer more, and share.

In case you need it: (I did.)

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(You Have Permission!)

We don’t have to go it alone.

We are all connected.

We all have inherent worth and value.

 

With that in mind, I want to start off the new year by sharing:

  • Read“YOU are a BADASS” by Jen Sincero (huge thanks to Stacy Pickerell DiCristofaro for recommending it!)
  • TryGina Rossi Armfield’s “No Excuses Art Journaling” year-long journal project!!!!
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    (My “No Excuses” journal from 2015)

    Really. It is super easy to do. Go at your own pace; it doesn’t take much time. It has helped me just. keep. going. Plus, on her site right now, she’s offering free video classes!

  • Listen: to the best creative life permission slip ever: Big Magic by Elizabeth Gilbert. I don’t care if you’re an artist, a mother, an accountant. DO IT. (Btw, if you are an accountant, know an accountant, or just wanna hear a great story about the sweetestmostloving accountant ever, listen to Rob Bell’s great podcast with Elizabeth Gilbert — it’s #21 on his site.)
  • Take: Art Journaling Class for ‘Tweens and Teens!!
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    (We’ll make and start to fill these!)

    January 24, 12:00 noon at Maker’s Mess in Silverlake, CA. (NOTE: Date was just changed from January 9 to the 24!)

  • Shop: “Pay What You Can” for my prints at arts and crafts fairs. I tried offering PWYC last fall on my Etsy site, but the site didn’t support it, so I offered it in person at shows, and that rocked! Thank you!! I vow to continue sharing that pricing in person for 2016! If you see something you want, let me know and let’s make a deal!
  • Grateful: As always, I give thanks for you. Yes, you. Loudly and proudly. Your support — in person and on-line — has been incredible to me. I am deeply, humbly grateful. Thank you.

Happy 2016!!

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