Something is Afoot once again in Blog Land

OK...My Favorite Pieces ...

I want to THANK EVERYONE who played along with my 'Questions Post' ...what fun that was...hope more come in and answer at some point....I think everyone here wants to hear your answers.
Anyway...I don't really have 'ONE' ...sorry...have to choose 3....for 3 different reasons.

At one time I did portraits...in both oil and Pastel (above) ...

1.) The Lady 'Hull House Worker' was an emotional piece for me... I saw a old turn of the century photograph and read about 'Hull House' I love this piece because of the power...but also the power was there enough for others to see because I was asked by a National Woman Organization who were having a Convention in Las Vegas in 1973 (where I was living at the time) to Show this piece and talk about it in front of thousands of women and men... on a stage no less. This was my very first time to be on a stage, talk to that many people and display my art to so many at one time.... WOW...to say it was life changing is putting it VERY mildly...my life and direction started to change that day...I still own the piece... sorry for the bad 'glare' picture.

2.) 'Buck'.... was the first piece that I created when Richard and I were together (1975)...In the evenings , he would sit at his table and draw and paint lovely Ghost Town buildings ... I would sit at my easel on the other side of our VERY small apt. living room and pastel paint. We listened to our records, drank coffee and enjoy 'our space' ...I remember the air being filled with creative energy...those were happy memory times...we still own Buck, hanging on our living room wall.

3.) Richard and I differ on our favorite doll...this was mine. Maria Martinez... the famous Native American Potter from New Mexico. I did my first real in depth research on her before starting...buying several books and knowing as much about her as I could. We were living in Phoenix and the Southwest 'spell' was upon us BIG TIME! This was just one of those pieces that from start to finish we were hitting on all cylinders ...it flowed with such ease and enjoyment...I hated to stop at night and could hardly wait to start in the morning...I cried often while making it (always my own personal sign that I am in tune with what I am creating) ...and wept uncontrollably when finished. And as a 'surprise' at the ending ...Richard made the special little 'Bird Pitcher ' and placed it in the scene...I knew nothing about this... the reason it meant so much...I have the 'Original Pot' in our collection...that my Uncle got from Maria Martinez in the 40's ....Richard recreated it perfectly!! I LOVED this piece.... sadly, it is gone from our life...living with Demi Moore... the only things that makes me feel not so sad about this piece being gone...is that I know she loved it as much as I did/do!

So those are my favs.... for very different reasons.

Art is a glorious thing...it figures out ways of touching our hearts and fortifying our souls in such a manner that carefully molds our journey in life...it gives us a voice that is heard by many and allows us freedom in what we speak...

Have a Terrific Tuesday

Jodi

Questions...I got Questions!!!

I woke up this morning 'Pondering' ... a strange little phase that I occasionally go through. I ponder everything from the earths rotation to why everything seems to 'taste like chicken'....

This mornings Ponder is about Art...and I decided to make my ponderings public with a question for everyone who cares to answer...


"What is/was your favorite piece of artwork you have ever ever ever created....and...Why? Also...did you keep it...give it away...or sell it?


Looking forward to hearing everyone's answer....


Have a Terrifically Tempting Tuesday

Jodi

The Moon...ever closer to my heart

I remember the exact hour ... the exact minute...the exact second when man first placed toe on the moon and said those immortal words. I will never forget it...how can I...how can anyone lucky enough to be alive during those times...

Actually I was sitting on my boyfriends lap in my Mom and Dad's home in Las Vegas, Nevada ...the room was filled with fascinated, glued to the TV people ...who had one thought and one thought only ... Pride !! US was actually doing something no man had done before ...and doing it in the name of 'mankind'...all mankind!! How COOL was that...

Of course we placed the American Flag there in the Moons Soil that day...but in truth...it was the flag of human kind... those were great days of pride filled with thoughts of anything is possible.

That night, I...like millions of others... stepped outside to gaze at the moon in awe... I had looked at it a million times before...but tonight there were 3 new temporary inhabitants looking back ... that night for the first time the moon became something more than something to howl at or wonder about ....it became, A friend...something that felt so close you could almost reach out and touch it....and it in turn would touch back.

A Glorious Day Indeed....

Jodi