Sound of my Heart. ok the tittle might be a little over dramatic. Just a little, however Peter spent much of the day sorting through his things. Theirs a keep pile, the donate pile, the cross country car trip pile, the trash pile and the mail to me when we get a place pile. Sitting on his bed watching him... The Nate Ruess song ... "this is the sound of my heart breaking ".... just that one lone full line kept repeating in my head. So glad I'll be out of the country when he packs up and takes off. Oh my goodness this will be hard. All the things in there I think mean more to me than him. The Arrow of Light Award from cub scouts, all the lego's, a dinosaur pillow a stupid thing he got on one of our trips to Disney World, I remember we had to walk all back through EPCOT to find that one toy. And I find it in the trash pile. There it is... The Sound of my Heart breaking....
Memorial Day weekend was spent at the Paradise City Arts Festival. It was honestly an exhausting three days. I sold , or more accurately Sam sold my favorite painting, Your Hearts Still Smoking, along with a few other paintings. It is a craft show, a high end craft show, but a craft show. There were over 245 crafters and about 20 or so painters. It is a beautiful and interesting show to visit. But I don't think I will be returning. I enjoy the all Fine Arts Shows with only 150 or less painters. There is just so much to see I feel people get lost in all the choices. I listened to something on NPR I think Eagon and Broudy about the psychology of so many chooses and how it effects people.
The folks that purchased Your Hearts Still Smoking, were wonderful, when I ask where will you be placing the piece they said they had no idea. All they knew was that they loved it and wanted it the placement will come later.
Husband is up for Husband of the Year. Hanging out with me all weekend, a long weekend at that. You know I think I'll take him to Paris for his troubles......
Someone told me once that birches are to be in groups of three. These will be at the Paradise Art Festival Memorial Day Weekend
These will be at the Paradise show this weekend. Both are cold wax 36 x 48 the blue one is : Mother Mother Ocean. I was thinking of A pirate at 50..... The pink is : And Fancy French Cologne
This weekend is the Paradise City Arts Festival in Northampton Ma. http://www.paradisecityarts.com/spring/homesprg.html
It's a huge show it has been voted one of the best Arts Festivals in the country. A little nervous... here. A three day show.
This is the hard stage getting ready, A lot more goes into preparing for one of these than what you would think. I love the creating part, the playing part the 85 % done part. Preparing for the last 15 % is the part I don't particularly enjoy. And that is what we're down to. Making sure every piece is perfect, ready to hang and go to find there forever homes. Looking and finding little marks on frames or scratches on the glass with making price tags and choosing who is going and where they should be placed is the work I'd rather not do.
So today I escaped and took off to my studio to work in encaustics and some cold wax pieces. And now its back to work. Fingers crossed for this weekend.
Friday morning procrastination has taken hold. I should need to be framing something. And then I found this painting that was started months ago... it caught my eye and off I went to play around with it. No quite done yet, it has a nice eerieness to it. Lets see where it goes in a day or two.
Name possibility Mid Summer Night Dreaming ????
So yes Peter Graduated. This was one of the best graduation speeches I've ever heard. I hope you take some time to listen to it.
Katie, Peter and Amanda at the Computer Science luncheon be for the college of Natural Sciences Graduation.
WE changed the Tuscany tour to a Cinque Terre tour. I don't know why I didn't think about Florence having a day trip to Cinque Terre sooner.
I think in all honesty that I would prefer the Tuscany trip but Sam had her heart set on Cinque Terre. Oh well I'll still be staying in Tuscany and traveling through it. I just won't get to stop at a few of the hill towns. I'll be in the Italian Rivera, how could I complain !
Peter graduates in four days .... I remember him in the early grades struggling with dyslexia, not being able to read, hating school. Having the Wilson Reading Tutor twice a week for two years. Fighting with the school for his IEP. People calling him lazy, people saying why should he get special treatment. He is a high functioning dyslexic he should compensate and play on the same field with everyone else even though, for lack of a better metaphor , he was walking with one leg broken, unable to keep up.
It was worth everything every fight husband and I had with the school. We saw other parents taking the school at there word... We didn't. WE fought, We got the best IEP we could our early IEP meetings lasted for days... I found out a few months ago the restructured the IEP meeting because of us !. WE were that big of a pain to them.
AND now our son has a job at GOOGLE, he had job offers from every company that is the company to work for. Thank GOD we fought. Yes I am that horrible braggy mom.