Songwriting for Healing and More

More old photos…

I sure remember tea parties and homeschooling with this sweet crew!

I remember baking with this little munchkin!

Those photos were taken in the summer of 2008! My, how times flies. Now they are all out working and independent. It is just hard to believe! Their oldest brother is not pictured here. He was already out working at that time.  I continue to take my very emotional but necessary trip down memory lane by way of photo organization.

Currently,…

Music is such a part of my life. I find the more I listen, the more I want to listen. I’ve always loved writing, so songwriting seems a natural part of the healing process, or at least it has been for me. I would love to share another one of my original songs soon. Maybe Jason and I can record it and share it by way of a YouTube video. I think you might like it. I like it a lot, but perhaps it is because I relate to the words and the reasons I wrote it.  Which takes us right back to the topic of songwriting and writing in general to help deal with tough emotions.  No wonder I journaled all those years!

Photo from a recent gig of Jason’s. I cheer them on!
Holding my new baby, 2009 Guild guitar.

I am absolutely loving my new (to me) Guild guitar. Oh my goodness, does she ever sound good! She inspires me to practice even more!  I am working on a set list that includes quite a few original songs.  The goal is to play out in public, for money, next year.  Not that it is about the money, but if you don’t book gigs, you don’t really play, and getting paid is usually part of the process.  Even if it is just a hat laid out for tips!

Heavier strings on this new guitar mean deeper calluses! My fingers are sore all over again!

Things I love these days…

A new lamp shade.
Amelia looking at me through the window. She is a plus-size model, a beautiful fluff ball!
Mars being his cheesy red self in front of the camera.
My current little spice rack, waiting for something a bit bigger, maybe older, and with style and character!

Update on the juicer…

 

I am still loving my Breville juicer. I like that it has fewer pieces than my old one. The pulp is contained in the same compartment as where the juice is actually spun out. I like that a lot. One less item to clean. The plastic, while sturdy, seems to me to be the type that might break if I dropped it from a decent height. I am not going to try that! So far I have been washing all pieces on the top rack in the dishwasher and they are doing great. Makes great juice and the pulp is DRY! Here is the link to the original post: http://www.amothersjournal.com/breville-juicer-compact-juice-fountain-700-watt/

Enjoy this day!

Acrylic Painting Faces, Daughter Growing Up, Photo Editing Fun

I will dive right in.  My girl has grown up!  Oh how I remember the sweet homeschool days and how my princess helped with the children younger than herself.

michaela FIAR homeschool

Fast forward to our recent beach trip.

michaela and mom 2016

My sweet girl is still my princess, but she has grown up! She is ever fun-loving, ever fun, and I love her so much! She is my heart. I cannot even put into words the emotions that have been involved in getting us from her wonderful birth to where we are today. We have walked some rough places together, but here we are! How did I get such a firecracker of a girl! Oh yes. I am her mom.

Now, not much to say about the following photos individually. I just wanted to share with you some of the most recent awesome vintage hats I’ve acquired for the shop!

red vintage Henry Pollak

The red hat is a vintage Henry Pollack of New York (Glenover vintage hat).

Vintage golf hat

How about a vintage Crosby golf hat!

And it’s fake, the best way to have it, but how about a coon skin cap?

coon skin cap

And be still my heart! This next hat was gorgeous! I knew it would not last long. And it didn’t!

lovely pink hat

In other news, I often scan photos before I sell them. My first thought is that I might put information on line and connect families to their ancestors. However, as is the case with this photo, sometimes there is no real information to record. Just faces. Are they not sweet? This photo sold to a local doll artist. “For inspiration,” she cheerfully told me. I know the photo is in good hands.

vintage children

If you are bored to tears at this point you may click away, but I wanted to show you a recent painting if you are up for it.  It is so cool, to me, to look back at versions of paintings.  I think a canvas will sort of unfold as it should once you get the basic thought on there.  Or even just the color of paint that is talking to you!  I started with a girl’s face.

caged early

Looking back, maybe there is more life in the rougher draft than the final cut! I don’t know. There is indeed life in her face, but not enough, in my opinion. And her eyes looks a little off. I kept painting. Finally, either I just had enough or she declared herself done, and I found a really cool frame to put her in.

I call her CAGED, because there is something very sad and oppressed about her.

Do names for her come to mind? Do you see a different person in the first photo than in the second one? 
caged finished

That’s all for now! Thank you for bearing with me! Thanks for visiting!
Enjoy this day!
Lynn

That’s What I’m Talkin About

Being caught up on my lesson posting and having two loads of my clothes hung out to dry.

Week #23 (01/31 – 02/04/2011)
Saxon 53, 54
Math drill sheets
Violin practice daily
Violin lesson
02/03 FIAR Beyond co-op — periodic table of elements; pollution
Betsy Tacy chapter 8
Thomas Edison Young Inventor chapters 5, 6
Copywork #26
Wrote some original nursery rhymes!
Completed entry for this
Rabbit care
Journal writing

Enjoy this day!
Lynn