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patty's process, in itself, is so fascinating.... painstakingly time consuming and the finished piece is.... well, beyond words... her colors are wonderful, you have so many to choose from and she happily can meet your custom order needs....
lindsey is a local here in the appalachia mountains and she labors her work with a combination of humor, graphics, color and obviously it all is mixed with a light heart. it bring to me the long ago memories of making paper dolls at the kitchen table as a little girl.... can you just imagine the craft, patience and creativity that the very complicated piece above must have taken?

i would just love to receive the very fun birthday card above...a thoughtful gift in itself... and i would certainly frame it...



and it was indeed, diane stewart from salt lake city who won in the drawing! and this is what she had to say...
"I am sitting here with my mouth open and my eyes as big as quarters!"
~ I do not have the bulls eye and am so excited! I love your work and can't wait to own an original piece by you. I am hoping to add to it because there isn't one thing you have done that I don't just love! I can't wait for my husband to see your artistry. He'll become a fan as well. I'm still in shock!!!! Thank you so much! I can't wait to hold the bulls eye in my own two hands! You are wonderful!
so congrats to you diane, mom and now a new grandmother who made her very first quilt for little luke...(isn't that something how little grand babies can teach us something new from the start?), so keep up with the quilting!
i'll do another drawing this fall for another piece.... it was so much fun for me reading your 'pleading....let me win!" notes... and maybe this time you will win a piece for yourself...


then back to the mountains.... trying to negotiate work and child rearing....hmmmm.... it seemed easier last year....




then off to the beach....



i recently read in the newspaper that a huge number of employees are spending their time on the office computer shopping, personal business and chatting with others, along with the predictable - playing games..., and i'm talking 2 hours and more a day... 





i chose a camel colored couch.... so comfortable that you don't want to get up in a chenille fabric (i just love!). for the chair and ottoman i wanted something 'crazy' and there weren't many choices for this where i was shopping... i would've liked a polka dot or a burnt velvet... or even zebra.... but i settled on a huge floral with a chocolate background.... i thought it looked like something that would've been in my grandma's house...
so it's on to the throws and pillows....
now i must admit, my friends know about my obsession with pillows.... you will find so many stacked in the laundry room, shelf to ceiling, seasonal, jewel tone, bright and cheery, etc... and it wasn't like i really needed MORE pillows.... but off i went, buying and returning...and finally decided to stick with chocolate.... fringe galore too....the more the better i say... and of course, they mostly are burnout velvet... my favorite...with my favorite pink velvet pillow from anthropologie, my favorite place to shop...
we hung a dark wood and metal mirror above the couch... framed large photos of the kids and carefully placed part of my collection of kitty b. of earth angels art work...
now it's on to the drapes... sara has taught me a lot about placement, after all she does have a DEGREE in this, which doesn't stop me from telling her she must be wrong still.... (we both are ALWAYS right!), but i'm torn as to picking an accent color, which i can really do without because of the wild chair.... should i take the dark color of choch. and have drapes to bring up the dark color to the ceiling?, or use an accent color... i have also picked out a rug, zebra, as the final ta dah.... remember a couple of years ago when zebra rugs were so hip?, well i'm always late in doing, and see that i still LOVE these rugs, so therefore, the idea is a keeper... even conservative sara agrees that it would be the perfect "diane" ta dah for the room. it was pretty difficult to find a zebra rug in the brown, but pottery barn came through...
so.... here is what i've learned...
being that sara is not really 'rodent friendly', as we were sitting outside, slight breeze, blooming dogwood above us, swaying bird feeder... she sweetly said, "there's a chipmunk on the bird feeder", well it was strange enough that she said it sweetly, being that he is rodent like, but i new, run! she ran after me, we slammed the door and peered through the glass... to our amazement there was some creature (surely from another world, or undiscovered), swinging on the bird feeder, munching down. I being older and not as stupid... told her to grab something long and go turn the feeder around so we could see what this thing was.... she didn't take the bait, instead she said, "YOU DO IT." hmmm... 
now the first picture, he could be considered cute.... the 2nd horrific! and now i read that the southern appalachian type are more AGGRESSIVE, and i'm terrified... and i don't know why they didn't use all caps or underline, even highlight that AGGRESSIVE word in the following description...


so i thought i'd do two music videos.... you know how i'm always searching through native american music to listen to the flute? (that i'm still not good at playing!) but i've found so many sites where i can print off music and have learned so much... i came across this video that i wanted to share with you... i loved the combination of shots, land, custom and modern. it wasn't long ago when i was talking to my dad and telling him that eli is starting to use some 'southern slang', and that i said that he had to learn 'proper english' first. my dad said that he hoped the south, through schools, didn't cause the southern lyrics of the language to die... i guess this is a lesson to us all, to keep our customs close to us or they may disappear.
a friend of mine was raised on a reservation up in wisconsin. she talks about riding bareback and shooting deer with an arrow. i asked her if the 'healer', who was her mother, really had power... she said, yes. it was an amazing upbringing that she had. her mother and one other person on the reservation are the only 2 people that know the language of her tribe, and they do not seem to want to write it down so that it can continue or be remembered... a whole language being put to sleep. that is a sad thing to me.
i think it would be a good thing if we could learn to stop ourselves from judging others and learn from our bothers and sisters...
the video and music above are by Sacred Spirit - Yeha Noha

a day of an artist in the appalachian mountains... 29th country living magazine guild member