Friday, August 18, 2017


In the smaller Dylusions journal

part of a map of Iowa

This was pure stress relief, not meant for anything else

Jake. He is a Democrat
Life just became rather interesting again. I am, once again, repeating the mantra that my friend Jean and I started last November. We both admire Michelle Obama, so the mantra is "When they go low, we go high". Mrs. Obama stated this on the campaign trail last summer.

Good grief, was all of that just a year ago? Doesn't it seem like we have all been to Mars and back in 9 months?

I don't hide the fact from anyone that I am a south side of Chicago transplant and a life long Democrat. But this year has been a roller coaster of division, attacks, bully tactics, etc., so I am careful of what I post on Facebook. Mostly it is dog antics, funny drawings concerning old people, or humorous quotes about growing old or having pets. Banal. Benign. Just getting through my day and moving on, folks. Or so I thought.

There is a faction within my husband's family that has taken it upon themselves to "convert" me to "the true light" of politics. In private messages. I am sure, because of the two people who are doing this at this moment, that I am being discussed behind the scenes. Instead of just saying to each is own, let her think like that if she wants to, they have made it a mission to get me to abandon my core beliefs.


This would be like a Christian trying to convert a Muslim or a Jew to their "right" religion. Instead of letting everyone worship as they desire, which is WHAT THIS COUNTRY IS FOUNDED UPON! Sorry. I don't mean to shout. But seriously? If the people that are registered Republicans and voted for Trump are entitled to their personal beliefs, why am I not entitled to mine? If those same people choose to continue to follow a man that is displaying serious mental impairment, that is their choice. Go for it. But. Yeah, but here is a challenge. This choo-choo is going to run out of track. It may take a few weeks, it may take a few more months, or all the way to the mid term elections in 2018, but there will be a derailment.

I will not gloat. I will not point fingers. I will repeat my mantra. And I will continue to work in my art journals, letting the muse take me in whatever direction it wants. Thanks for hanging with me. I appreciate it. This blog and my art keep me sane. Trueness.

Thursday, August 17, 2017


Sarge 11-16-2010

Sarge 11-16-2010

Gracie 11-16-2010

Gracie 10-30-2010

Sarge 10-30-2010

Sarge 10-30-2010
We loved Sarge, and miss him still.

Gracie is my baby, and always will be.

That's all I have at the moment. My heart hurts for this country. My mind is ready to explode. Resist.

Tuesday, August 15, 2017

So relaxing

Colored pencils only, by Prisma

Finished. Added water color from Daniel Smith

Added a little pen work because the feathery eye lashes in grey were not showing up
I often get in the mood to draw, color, or paint at night. There is no television in the studio room, so I will grab a journal and sit on the bed with the dogs, watching tv in my bedroom. After watching a few videos yesterday, I decided to once again attempt a girl with the Prisma colored pencils. These are the soft core that are NOT water soluble. And I have to say, I am loving them more and more.

The base drawing was done with a mechanical cheap pencil from Dollar Tree. This is my "go to" drawing tool, and a hold over from all of the Christy Tomlinson classes I took years ago. Then I started with the colored pencils, and finally added water color to the background, as well as on her hair and touches on the face. Wait. More than touches, I did do an all over light wash of a flesh tone I mixed with the Daniel Smith colors.

My biggest problem is mixing colors. I am in the baby stages of learning how to get the color I want. It ain't easy, believe me. But like everything else, the only way to learn it is to do it.

News bite for the day: Twitter is publishing photos of the Nazis from Saturday, helping to identify them. As of yesterday morning, one man had lost his job. Hopefully they all will be unemployed. I have always believed there are consequences for every action you take in life. If you are not willing to accept that premise before acting, than perhaps what you are about to do should be reconsidered. Thanks for stopping by.

Monday, August 14, 2017

Will you?

Gracie 2011

Gracie 2011

Jake 2012

Jake 2012
Grandma, how did Adolph Hitler come to power? Because people swallowed his story.

Grandma, how did he stay in power? Because other powerful people swallowed his story. And believed in his tales of hate. Of bigotry. Of racism.

Grandma, has the world learned the lesson? One can only hope. One can also stand up. Speak out. Against the bullies. Against the neo Nazis. Against the hate, bigotry, racism, injustice. Stand up. Take our country back. And impeach the worse president this country has ever elected. Remove him from office. Because, my children, silence and complacency will kill us all.

Sunday, August 13, 2017

Mom! Do something

Jake on the floor along the couch, getting a belly rub when in walks Gracie

who promptly sat down as close as possible

Mom, she's touching me. Make her move!

Mom!!! She just moved her butt closer to me. Stop it!

Fine, I'll do it myself and push on her with a paw

It's not working, Mother, and I am uncomfortable!
Life with dogs. I laughed my ass off yesterday morning when this happened. I had the television on in the living room, taking a break from cleaning. Jake was on the floor, then rolled over for a belly rub. No problem until Gracie, who had been in the kitchen, decided it was just too much togetherness with Jake and I.

She has never, ever done this before, and I have a feeling I will see more of this as they both get older.  Good times.

Saturday, August 12, 2017

And another one

First layers of color, all in Neocolor II's

Finished with gouache

Never created grey eyes before, but I like them!

Gracie destroying a toy because we had company. It's what she does
Part of me wants to be able to create more realistic portraits. Another part of me says, yeah, screw that, do whatever makes you happy. I am to the point that each girl is showing me something different, something I didn't have in my arsenal of skills. So I am just going to keep on keeping on.

For whatever reason, and who knows what goes on inside a dog's brain, Gracie must chew up a stuffed toy every single time someone walks in the door. Doesn't matter who. It's as if SHE has to be the one to kill the toy, rather than the visitor. This behavior is relatively new, within the past 2 years. Perhaps it's an age thing. Grace is going to be 9 in December. But I spend time finding and picking up little pieces of fluff around the house. Good times.

Thursday, August 10, 2017


Crisp autumn day at the farm Sept 2010

Note the border collie with head down, looking at sheep's head

Blue heeler herding

Sheep discussing where to go to eat after work

Border collie

The universal herding sign (really) for telling the dog to lie down

And how is that working for ya?

If I remember correctly, this dog won certification shortly after this training
Those of you who did not know me when Gracie was younger, I drove to a farm about 30 miles to the north every weekend to herd sheep. Live sheep. Me. I paid for herding lessons, and the lessons were for me to learn how to train Gracie to be a good little herder. We did this until the spring of 2016. I had been knocked down 38 times over the years, and yes, I did keep count.  But I did this to bond with my dog, and to give her an activity that challenged her thinking. Aussies are smart, and need to work when young.

The best herding breed is a border collie. It has something to do with their eyesight. Next in line is a good Australian Shepherd. Gracie became very competent at herding. I think age slowed her down so she stopped finding it funny to split the herd so she could bring them back together again. Like I said, smart dogs. We probably would have retired from this activity by now anyway due to her aging. Aussies can have hip problems, it runs in the breed. We quit because I had major surgery and did not want to fall in the field, miles from a hospital. I kind of miss it. Not sure if Gracie does. She will, on occasion, try to separate dogs of different sizes or colors at Puppy Playground.

Probably bored. My girl does like to entertain the staff at the Playground.