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My art and how I got started. |
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I began painting just a few years ago. It all started with a piece of driftwood I had picked up while walking on the beach. When I looked at the driftwood my eye was able to see a picture. Thus, I picked up a paint brush for the first time. The picture my eye saw in the wood was a woodpecker. |
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I was surprised to see that
my painting turned out as
well as it did and decided to try my hand at a few other birds. With humming birds
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I continued painting birds of
various types. Now it was time to try my hand with some other
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Finding that I enjoyed to paint, but finantually not able to afford it, I looked around the house for other objects I could test my talents on. In the basement I came across a couple of old rusty saws. I cleaned them up and once again raised my brush. But this time it was not to be an animal but rather a senic picture. |
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Dragging out some old wooden spoons from the drawer, I continued to paint, but this time I would try my hand with flowers. |
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An old wooden
backscratcher.
Some roses might
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I tried my hand on canvis but
was not pleased with the out come. Perhaps one day I will give it another shot. |
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Still in finantual ruin, with
no income, bills piling up
and mouths to feed. I
decided to try to sell some of my work. Coming across an old garden glove I wondered what it would be like to paint on material. |
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Another craft I enjoy is making shell
wreaths. It is made with different things I find on the beach. Shells of all sorts, seaweed, rocks, barnicles, starfish, crabs, and other sea erchins. |
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This silly little craft is made with sticks gathered from the beach. On the fence reads...
~Our family sticks together~
I made this at a time in our lives (my boys and myself) that we were struggling to make it through just one day "A day at a time". One of my sons had a very serious crisis happen in his life at that time, my so called husband (their father) had abandoned us,It all seemed so bad, life as we knew it was falling apart. Falling out from under us. Life couldn't get any worse, wrong, this was when my son was run |
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down by a truck and sent to BC Childrens Hospital it was very serious. I was at the end of my rope. One day as I walked on the beach, screaming out to God, feeling that I was calling out to deaf ear. I had gathered a pile of these little beach sticks. As I began to put them together, I kept thinking how my precious boys and I were a family, what all we had gone through, and more importantly how we stick together! |
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Drawing has always been a passion of mine ever since I was a little girl. You didn't see me very often with-out a pencil in hand. |
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