Life imitates art far more than art imitates life.
Oscar Wilde
I finished a little of my homework for Beth and Karla's class. I sincerely hope they are not giving grades because I discovered a huge mistake while editing photos for this post...a misquote! How can one misquote Byron when one was required to memorized the poem whose beginning line was being used for verbiage on a certain banner? I'll tell you how...by being on the receiving end of a bombshell that left me a little fragmented. I should not have tried to get my mind off of circumstances and continue on with the project until my head was clear. 
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Oscar Wilde
I finished a little of my homework for Beth and Karla's class. I sincerely hope they are not giving grades because I discovered a huge mistake while editing photos for this post...a misquote! How can one misquote Byron when one was required to memorized the poem whose beginning line was being used for verbiage on a certain banner? I'll tell you how...by being on the receiving end of a bombshell that left me a little fragmented. I should not have tried to get my mind off of circumstances and continue on with the project until my head was clear. 
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I decided that even though it reads a little funny why not just leave it. It should have read, " She walks in beauty like the night..." instead it reads, " She walks in the night like beauty..." Boy is this banner a depiction of my day yesterday, life imitating art. First, I might have had a little expression of somber worry like this after the bombshell...
Then I dipped a little into the depths of despair like this...
I most certainly grabbed my book of promises and thumbed through them for reassurance like this...
And I postured myself in prayer like this...
Finally I was pale but peaceful, accepting, like this... 
I guess art really can imitate life sometimes after all!
Then I dipped a little into the depths of despair like this...
I most certainly grabbed my book of promises and thumbed through them for reassurance like this...
And I postured myself in prayer like this...
Finally I was pale but peaceful, accepting, like this... 
I guess art really can imitate life sometimes after all!
So, give a girl her dunce hat (maybe I'll get lucky and it will look like one of Beth's beautiful cones!) and stand her in the corner. I am such a goob! Thankfully the circumstances should be all cleared up by tomorrow and I will be singing the praises of the One who provides for all needs. You know what they say, when one door closes another one opens...
I had much better success with Beth's little notebook. I used my favorite image from the ones provided in the class, I call her Rebecca, she reminds me of the lady who played Rebecca Boone in the old Daniel Boone TV series. I imagine that she has flaming red hair too. 
I was watching a flock of crows land outside the studio window and they reminded me of the movie, The Birds, and since I was in a dark mood anyway, why not just go with it?, and a semi-spooky notebook was born. I liked Beth's idea of recording holiday recipes in here - pumpkin fudge, popcorn balls, etc. or what ever your family favorites are. A very nice way to keep them handy come holiday time.
Both of these will be offered as prizes in an upcoming give away that I will announce next week. I am working on the next two prizes and hope to have them done by Monday. I am also putting on the finishing touches on the items I want to enter the mixed media competition. My plan is to get them done no later than tomorrow and then to put up a voting poll here on my blog to see which ones are your three favorites. I am pretty sure I have made my selections but I'd love your input too. My frayed nerves and I need to get back to work now. I'll see you at the pol!l
I had much better success with Beth's little notebook. I used my favorite image from the ones provided in the class, I call her Rebecca, she reminds me of the lady who played Rebecca Boone in the old Daniel Boone TV series. I imagine that she has flaming red hair too. 
I was watching a flock of crows land outside the studio window and they reminded me of the movie, The Birds, and since I was in a dark mood anyway, why not just go with it?, and a semi-spooky notebook was born. I liked Beth's idea of recording holiday recipes in here - pumpkin fudge, popcorn balls, etc. or what ever your family favorites are. A very nice way to keep them handy come holiday time.
Both of these will be offered as prizes in an upcoming give away that I will announce next week. I am working on the next two prizes and hope to have them done by Monday. I am also putting on the finishing touches on the items I want to enter the mixed media competition. My plan is to get them done no later than tomorrow and then to put up a voting poll here on my blog to see which ones are your three favorites. I am pretty sure I have made my selections but I'd love your input too. My frayed nerves and I need to get back to work now. I'll see you at the pol!l
Hope you each have a day filled with peace and pleasure.
Blessings,
Miss Sandy
P.S. I know that curiosity is killing the cat...Handy Hubby's job of 25 years suddenly became unstable and is nearing nonexistence, options are being explored, offers are being made, decisions are pending. Neither of us do well with upending. Even when you kind of suspect it is coming it does not really hit home until it happens. We would appreciate your kind thoughts.
Miss Sandy
P.S. I know that curiosity is killing the cat...Handy Hubby's job of 25 years suddenly became unstable and is nearing nonexistence, options are being explored, offers are being made, decisions are pending. Neither of us do well with upending. Even when you kind of suspect it is coming it does not really hit home until it happens. We would appreciate your kind thoughts.
