Yesterday was a gray and rainy here ...and I felt poopy so I stayed home and washed the next bolt of fabric and the three large pieces and than made an order to Dharma in California. Today was sunny and in the seventies...does Mother nature realize it is still March and winter?? I am not complaining because the daffodils are here and the warmth feels great on my skin ...but I still feel a bit anxious about this very unusual weather. Remember I was prepared to snow dye...and we never really got any snow. Today I worked on some pleating on wet into wet cotton and brushed the folds at intervals with a soft watercolor brush. I ironed the turquoise and deep red print and examined where I will paint in the next colors. I am really having a very difficult time adjusting to this time change...my sleep pattern is off and one hour can really make a difference in my body rhythms.
On Saturday I am sharing my belief that Art and Literacy walk hand in hand in my grand children's growth and development. It will be St. Patrick's day so I plan to have a little fun with the color green. In the afternoon I am working on a recycling and Art project. I know everyone is struggling with making ends meet so working with found objects and cereal boxes can answer the call for materials to paint and manipulate. Tomorrow I will return to the downtown studio and put together some necessary supplies.
I have found an old typewriter at St. Vincent's and I plan on using it to type words and messages onto soft metal sheets. It is a lot more difficult to type on this machine but I found it charming when I practiced on a sheet of erasable paper...there was even a special pink eraser inside the carrier for the typewriter. I had also found a a piece of a wasp nest...that I photographed and painted with the left over dyes and then I made prints of the honeycomb as evidence of the day.
I came home and made a comfort food for dinner...Spanish rice with black beans, tomatoes, and shredded sharp cheese melted on top. Ken and I had busy days so coming home to rest and find a quiet moment ...well that is what home is about. I am working on my bracket for the basketball tournament ...even if I do not know what the heck I am doing it is sort of fun to have this to share with Ken and my sister. I hope you are having a great week in the sunshine. Imagine and live in peace, Mary Helen Fernandez Stewart