Often when I'm at an antique mall I spot something and can't make my mind up as to what to do - purchase, not purchase, wait. This happened to me recently at Midsouth Marketplace. I saw a small painting for five dollars and chose to wait. However, the next day I returned to purchase. I wanted to cover a water damaged place on the den wall. For too long I've looked at those dark water stains and despised them. This picture worked out nicely below the opening with the folk art shorebirds.
There's a lot to see at Marketplace. I hope people will check it out and also visit Plantation Antiques and Collectibles. Having two antique malls in Millington is heavenly for those of us who like browsing for old and unusual things.
Several booths had constructed mantels to add interest to their space.
Another purchase that I had to think about was a set of vintage trouser hangers. Again I waited an extra day before making up my mind. Sometimes this backfires when that something sells and is gone. One day I might use all three in a grouping, but for now I'm using just one over in the art room.
This journal page came about today as I was using the last bit of paint from four bottles. I still like printmaking using wood blocks, round lids, and whatever else is available.
I have been reading and doing the exercises in this book.
The upside down drawings were difficult to do. But they worked!
The material in this book is very fascinating. I'm on page 85 and its last paragraph says -
"Our job now is to bring this state into clearer focus and under greater conscious control, in order to take advantage of the right hemisphere's superior ability to process visual information and to increase your ability to make the cognitive shift to R-mode at will."
Well, the volume has 274 pages so it will be interesting to see what is next.
Meanwhile I keep painting for enjoyment.
This one is entitled "After All."
That song by Cher and Peter Cetera was the love theme
This past week has been a mix of emotions. On Tuesday afternoon I had an emergency situation concerning my husband. But thankfully there was a happy ending. Our anniversary was on Thursday, and appreciation for our 28 years couldn't have been greater. Then Saturday night we were together for his 55th class reunion.
Corkey had told me "no cards" this anniversary. So I happened upon something else.
It is sometimes odd how we acquire things. The glass hand and ring beloved to my brother's wife Carolyn. At one time she sold vintage jewelry on eBay. The Texas bracelet was a gift from Pennee and her friends Marissa and Jessica. The book in the background was given to me by my mother.
I have been messing around with paints, or you could call it painting.