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I started writing this from the car Friday morning, on the way to Montego Bay. A beautiful day for a drive, even if the purpose of the mission was to sort out yet another Jamaican postal calamity/bureaucratic bull shi*! I find I sail through such situations smoothly when I put on my happy face and grin with gratitude.

Update: Eight hours later, after a very long day of bureaucratic servitude, the grin of gratitude waned, and I didn’t have the energy to continue this post. I am having an impossible time typing because my keyboard has gone ballistic and refuses to function without an external mouse (which is sitting on my desk at home, oops).

Which reminds me that I’ve yet to share with you the very sad news that my beloved macbook is on the fritz. I don’t know that I’ve ever felt so emotionally bonded to and dare I say, dependent on a machine (with the exception of my first record player, and perhaps my last mac). My mac is my home theatre, stereo, blog center, and correspondence aid. Almost everything to me!

There is no doubt that my creative, artistic and computer skills have grown infinitely in the last few years of relationship with this laptop. And I am sad to admit that this trusty mac is on the fast track to retirement. Hopefully, she will be grazing greener pastures and browsing the net in easy, relaxed fashion in no time. For now I am squeezing every ounce of usability from this workhorse for as long as the keyboard and mouse hold out. Fingers crossed!

This week I’m obsessed with flower forming and polenta recipes though not in combination. The options presented by these two very diverse mediums (polenta and flowers) are limitless. I had no idea! I am including a few pics of recent creations and am considering adding a recipes category.

Have a fabulous weekend!

One Love, walk good, fingers crossed, hope to blog again soon…

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As you can see it’s been busy  over here on the rock. My head is swirling with inspiration, imaginations and images.  I am over at Studio Jru again for show & Tell. Participating in this Friday engagement keeps me on my toes and definitely makes me more cognizant of my work/s in progress. 🙂

Thread, needles, beads, findings, embellishments and curiousities are abundant. And I dare not show you a wide angle view of the work area! Scary. But I will be doing some scooping, storing and organizing in the studio this weekend to make it more roomy and bearable. Sometimes I am so overpowered by the muse/s I actually forget where I am and what I’m doing. Moving from skrap to skrap, objet to objet, image to image. It consumes me. Perhaps too much.

Honestly, sometimes I just can’t turn it off. I need to learn how.

Nonetheless, it’s been a relatively productive week. I am gaining momentum and excitement about the potential for said new line of hair adornment/s. I am stuck on the name. I would love to enlist you to help me and give some feed back as to which name you think best suits this pursuit?

So far I’ve come up with with:

 

blüm by ila blu


or


flora by ila blu


Of course the blüm is pronounced bloom and flora is pronounced flora.

Which do you prefer? I like them both and think either could work. So???……

I am wishing you an oustanding weekend. I hope you start or continue something you love, preferably creative.

One Love, walk good, gone to get some sunshine…

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Paint, digital and textile media are running things in the studio this week. Today I am featuring infamous, studio patron goat, Luma. She is not entirely random, I am after all, a capricorn. And this is my goat.

I’m over at StudioJRU again for Sneak Peek Studio Friday! Lots going on in this lil studio as of late. I am occasionally blessed with flash floods in the form of creative brain surges (i.e., ideas). The last few days have been a consistent onslaught of artistic imaginings. Inspiration doesn’t sleep. I lay awake visioning, untangling, planning, problem solving. I am practicing inhaling gratitude. It is at the root of everything. Sincere, humble gratitude for life, breath, sunshine, greens, time to create, fruit, my hands, my family…

But perhaps most of all this week, I am grateful for the abundance of the ilaful, strikingly beautiful, color saturated, coat of mother nature that dances daily across the horizon.

Super excited about branching into flora adornment, head dressings, blooms of color, etc. Above is an example of my recent explorations and musings with floral creations. I am currently focused on durability and the versatility of wearability. Ideally, accents and accessories of this fine blend can be worn as brooches, hair pins, or clips, etc. More ideas and lovelies soon come.

It’s the last week of painting class and I’m already missing it. I thrive on the consistency and challenge of keeping up with assignments, community encouragement, feedback and all. I am still catching up as I find painting time slips away into the oblivion. The thing is the only way to do it, is to do it! So I’m gettin’ busy with many mediums but most of all paint. I have a long way to go. And I am thrilled to be painting often. 🙂

 

In the meanwhile, I am wishing you a fabulous weekend. Full of color, floods of inspiration, rest and relaxation, and anything that you find beautiful!

One Love, walk good, living in gratitude, especially when things get sticky…

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From the studio this week I present to you…

Six Pictures, Six P Words and more vulnerability.

Patience, perseverance, presence, positivity, possibility and politeness are the order of the day. I am striving for all of the above while feeling like sticking my head in the sand as I re-coup from a week that in retrospect may look prettier but currently looks like hell. Well, not entirely like hell, but close enough for government work.

I played hooky with my blog this week. I have retreated into a creative hibernation and a brief social hiatus. Not to worry, it’s temporary. Bracing for change necessitates objectivity, deep breathing and baby steps.

Still able and more than willing to be vulnerable and share a few peeks into the studio. It is after all, Friday and I am over at Studio JRU again, for a fabulous collaborative of creative folks being vulnerable! I am currently loving lessons in color and happy to share some of my recent explorations.

Injoy the scenery and have a fabulous weekend.

Last week’s painting, acrylic on 9×9″ reclaimed wood:

Last Week’s palette:

Digitally altered painting:

Skraps and inspiration:

One Love, walk good, more soon..

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Sometimes you’ve just gotta put it out there. No matter what folks say, think or do. You gotta be you. It’s true, the older I get the less I am intimidated or concerned with what people think of my choices. Quite frankly, a huge relief.

One humongous decision I’ve made in the last couple of years is to put it out there. To share my work and hope for the best. To find comfort in a space of suspended vulnerability. Grace, confidence and a shield from the naysayers are my armor.

So far, so good. I could not have fathomed the positive response I would receive with respect to my artwork. I am growing in trust and personal style. Finding my eye, voice and mixed media passion. I am pushing through the learning curve. I am leaning in to my work, myself, my gifts.

The thing is, once it’s out there, it’s out there. It’s fruitless to try to take it back, cover it up or run away. Better, it is, to move forward to that place that can ignite, create and release. I’m getting there. But it hasn’t been easy. In fact, in the beginning I was petrified. Not to do the work. That’s the easy part for me. I love it and can lose hours, days in a blissed out creative trance. Nope, it’s the sharing that’s hard. So today I am giving myself a pat on the back. I’ve come so far and am propelled to continue. Trusting my intuition. Embracing instinct. Doing what feeds me and scares me. Loving it!

The photo above is Lifelines, 12×12 inch, acrylic on masonite. My first assignment for my painting class. Yup. There it is. I’m putting it out there. You saw a few glimpses of it in my studio post, last friday. Now, my friends, the finished piece.

Insert big exhale here. What will you do this month, week or day that scares you?

Go on, be vulnerable…

One Love, walk good, embracing, improving and sharing my gifts…

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It’s not often you get the opportunity to discover just how much your jewelry label has in common with an escort service out of somewhere in Missouri! And although my recent discovery made my stomach queezy like a row boat on the deep sea (in a tropical storm), and as I write this I am not feeling my full hundred, I am recovering.

The truth is, not every day can be a good day!

I feel for Saturday because it certainly is not the first day of the weekend’s fault that I am so peeved. Saturdays around here are very relaxed, we soak in sunshine, chill with the family, eat gorgeous food, and I don’t make the bed. Today is a bit different, the mood is not exactly mellow. Truthfully it’s my fault, had I followed protocol and listened to my gut (which screamed at me “no bizness today”!!!) I probably could have avoided this discovery for weeks or even months to come. ‘Nuff said.

I know we’ll get through this and maybe even laugh about it someday. Maybe.

In my last creative life, before my babes came, I was a counselor to homeless women and children. My work focused primarily on survivors of the streets, domestic violence and sex abuse. Heavy right? This cause consumed about eight years of my life. And in some ways taught me more about being a woman then I ever wanted to know. Needless to say, I have no tolerance for the trafficking, selling or dealing of human beings. It is a sensitive subject and very close to my heart. Which explains why I felt close to heartbroken to discover that somebody has co-opted the name of my jewelry label to further such interests. I suppose it could be worse, as it appears, that the individual/s involved are fully consenting adults.

But who’s to say?

Not everyday can be a good day.

Featured above is a slightly digitally altered scan of  one of my art journal entries. It sums up the tone and mood I experienced upon discovering the nasty side of  my creative life. Because sometimes words just don’t cut it.

One Love, walk good, time for some serious damage control…

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Have you bitten into a Jamaican apple? Also known as Otaheite apple, they are dark red or purple skinned, shaped like a pear, sweet and full of thirst quenching juice. My kids adore this tropical fruit and will eat off a dozen in the blink of an eye.

My five year old, ate the apple, saved the seed and planted it himself.

He waters and sings (or talks) to it everyday.

For what seemed like a very long time the little seed didn’t sprout.

Patience persists. Alas, the apple tree sprout has arrived.

I can’t remember if I read or was told (maybe both), that if you hold a seed and roll it around  in your mouth, it will absorb saliva and information about your physical being and the trace minerals, that you lack. The seed will sprout into a plant or tree loaded with specific elements that your body calls for. Hmmmmm. What if it’s true??

Faith at it’s finest. Inhale light, exhale love…

One Love, walk good, loving sunday…

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