Wednesday, October 15, 2014

CMM Gallery Opening!

C. Marc Morelle, owner of CMM Picture Frame and Gallery, and Arts Guild of Woonsocket member, has graciously welcomed AGW members to show their work in his lovely gallery.

The space is beautiful, and in a wonderful location in busy, Park Square Woonsocket.

I hope friends and family will join us on Friday evening, October 17th, for the official Grand Opening. There will be hors d'oeuvres and refreshments, including wine, of course! The opening will be from 5:00pm to 7:00pm.

CMM Picture Frame and Gallery is located at 1300 Park Avenue, Woonsocket, RI 02895

I brought the above painting, an Abstract Angel, "Cora", as well as a "New England Seaside" mixed media piece.... which... .I apparently forgot to take a photo of. One of these days I will remember all of the little details, required for both the creative AND business  side of art. Seems like I am always focused on one or the other, but stumble when I attempt both. 

But, I did get the work there for the deadline, and I was so happy to meet Marc, and see his amazing work, showcased in the gallery, as well as his works in progress. He is so talented, and captures New England scenes not only with brush and paint, but with the heart. I could have stayed and gazed at his work all afternoon. And I am looking forward to mingling with my arts guild friends on Friday evening.

Friday, October 3, 2014

Knowledge is NOT Power....

I originally created this image and posted it on my old blog on 08/22/2011
But, as it is the focus of my business endeavors on this rainy October morning,
it seemed a good time to share it here.


I read another amazing post by Lesley Riley, over at "Artist Success"
The title is "You Already Know This", and it's chuck full of inspiration.
This one quote, I had not heard before, but it sums up soooo much of what I
believe is essentail to all of our physical and spiritual life.

Just wanted to share :)


Tuesday, September 16, 2014

Anniversary Get-A-Way...

 Yesterday was our 30th Anniversary.
Our idea of a get-a-way may not be everyone's romantic fantasy... but in our book, it doesn't get any better than exploring the beautiful New England coast with our sweet loves.
We've been through a lot this last couple of years, and our kids have been amazing through it all.
They take everything in stride, and truly seem to appreciate the simple joys in life.
I couldn't imagine celebrating without them.

We spent part of the day at the gorgeous Beavertail Lighthouse and grounds.
It is one of the most beautiful, peaceful locations I've visited... Ever.
I imagine that on a weekend, it's much busier. But on Monday, there were very few other people, and we were all happily enjoying our own niches while taking in the amazing vistas in every direction.

The lighthouse itself, is beautiful. The original lighthouse was the third lighthouse built in the United States. This is the third incarnation, built in 1856. There is so much history here in New England. We could try our entire lifetime, and never explore it all. But, this will be one we will revisit. The museum was closed, so we will return soon for a homeschool visit.
 Dad and Caleb enjoyed reading the historic information posts, and exploring the harbor with their binoculars. The water was crystal clear, and the surface was sparkling like diamonds.
I couldn't get enough of the old buildings and the lush wildflowers everywhere.

 But, of course, the kids could not wait to climb down the cliffs to get a closer look at the tide pools and the water's edge. I have to say, it was a bit humbling to be so close to what cannot be ignored as the sheer power of the ocean meeting the rocks. It's easy to feel very small and vulnerable, while at the same time get caught up in the amazing beauty of it all. It's one of those "soul stirring" places.
 Nothing instills bravery like a father's hand.
And he never let go.
But, they explored all the nooks and crannies together.
 The tide started coming in, and we made our way back up.
 I love how my girls like to be alone... together.
 My littlest love was so full of the awe and wonder of it all.
 I with everyone could experience the world like a child.
There would only be peace and love for the earth and everyone on it.
 Hubby had to call me back down the path to take a photo of this tiny orange flower growing between the rocks on the cliff. "Life finds a way"...
 This was one of my favorite captured moments of the day.
Such a mingling of strength and beauty, power and gentility.
 Thankful to the young couple who agreed to take a photo of us together.
When did my middlest boy get so tall?
I love these people sooooo much.
 We drove back over the bridge from Jamestown, and headed for one of our favorite place, Galilee.
After an amazing dinner at George's, we enjoyed frolicking on the beach until sunset.
 Some earlier visitors had created a few impressive sand sculptures, and we had fun pretending we had made them for some photo ops ;)
 My sweetheart echoed the gift I had given him earlier in the day,
with his own hand drawn heart in the sparkling sand.
 Our littlest guy couldn't resist the call of the waves.
 My biggest guy couldn't resist the call of mischief. I finally convinced him that might be the plug keeping all the water where it belonged on planet earth, and he should leave it alone.
I am pretty sure there were 10 rolling eyes as I turned to take more photos.
But hey.... Someone has to be the grown up!!!
 Hannah just wanted to get a few nice pictures with her little sister.
But yes... Rebekah is that sister.
She just needs to figure out that "rabbit ears" only works from behind.
 She's awful cute though.
This might be my favorite picture of her.
Hannah and Caleb say she gets away with murder because of those dimples.
I plead the 5th.
 Caleb enjoyed exploring the beach and creating sand paintings on the rocks.
Just thinking as I look at this photo...
My loudest child is also my quietest child.
 More rock climbing adventures.
 And we couldn't let the day go by without a little martial arts on the beach!
 Daddy and Jake showing off some front jump kick skills.
 Thirty years with this man...
I know a long lifetime could never be enough.
I treasure every moment with him.

Monday, September 15, 2014

30 Years...

Thirty years...
Where did they go?
It was just yesterday.
But, it was a thousand years ago too.
We have been through so much.
We have lived in foreign countries
and on tropical islands.
We've explored jungles among monkeys.
We've walked hand in hand through rainbow valley.
We've fallen asleep together on a beach beneath the stars.
We have been snowed in, and loved every minute of it.
We have felt deep, deep loss.
We have experienced even deeper joy.
We have shared our life with seven children.
And lost one.
We have been a proud Naval family.
We have been a heavy metal family.
We have been a family of faith, and hope, and love.
We have grown up.
And we are growing still.
Is that what I love most about you?
That through it all, in spite of it all, because of it all,
we keep growing. And you help me grow.
You are a man deep rooted in tradition.
Yet, you roll with the changes, the seasons, the chapters.
Even as we begin this bit of growing older, it all remains new.
I am still madly in love with you.
And I cherish every moment of our past,
while excited about every moment of our future.
"Happy Anniversary"
*   *   *
The photo at the top of this post is my anniversary gift to Michael.
I knew there was no way I could ever give him something to beat our 25th,
which, of course, was Jacob ;)

But, I wanted to give him something absolutely heartfelt and precious.
My young artistic friend, Annah Maria, lives in Hawaii, which is where Mike and I were married.
I messaged her on facebook about a month prior to our anniversary to ask if she might be interested in helping me out with a romantic idea. She agreed to carve our names in the sand of the beach in Hawaii, and send the photos to me. I framed the above photo, and gave it to Mike this morning.
It brought tears to his eyes. No material gift could have done that. I am so appreciative of my young friend who made that moment possible. We may never return to Hawaii. But just for a few brief moments, our love returned to visit across the many miles, until the surf reclaimed the sand.

Thank you, Annah!!!

Sunday, September 14, 2014

Sacred Sunday... Old Fashioned Parish Picnic!

I am really loving the heart of our parish since our new pastor, Fr. Kelly, has joined us. And that's high praise, because I really loved our previous pastor, very much. We have been very blessed to belong to a true parish family. Our church is alive and vibrant with a strong faith formation and an abundantly active youth ministry. We are surrounded by young, growing families, who are the third and fourth generations of their families in the parish. It is a joy to worship and grow together in our faith.

So, what is it I love about Fr. Kelly? He is a genuinely gentle man. He is soft spoken. He is deeply devoted. He is simple. And I mean that in the most complimentary way. His simplicity is echoed in the activities he plans for our church family. Every year, our youth ministry shows appreciation for all of the kids and adults who volunteer throughout the previous year by going on a field trip. For many years that meant a long drive to a large amusement park. It was fun. But, it was big. It was crowded. It was expensive. And, for the most part, we were separated into small clusters, and didn't spend any group time together. This year, we all met at the church for some prayer time. Then, we drove a short distance to a wonderful local mini golf course. We played golf, side by side, then we lined up and visited the ice cream shop to pick our favorite treat. We all ate outside, together. We laughed, chatted, caught up on each other's lives, and enjoyed a beautiful evening.

This simplicity played out again today, as we enjoyed our parish picnic. We haven't had a parish picnic for about 9 or 10 years. We used to go to a local park, and a central crew of people arranged everything and cooked for everyone. The grills were burning all day as some of us played and others worked. Today's picnic was different. Another local parish welcomed us to use their beautiful, pristine grounds. We started off by gathering at the shrine/garden, and praying together. Then, we all ate our own picnic lunches. No extra work for any one group! The youth minister and her assistant did plan numerous old-fashioned games for the children to play. There were three legged races, water balloon catch, dodge ball, and volleyball for the adults. It was a blast. It could not have been a more beautiful late summer afternoon. We relaxed, enjoyed fellowship, and renewed our spirits.

I read so often about how people wish life could be like it used to be... simple, family oriented, taking time for what's important, getting outside in the fresh air, away from technology...  Life can be all that. Life is all that. If that is what we choose. I am glad that the good Lord saw fit to send Fr. Kelly to us at this moment in time. When so many are striving for brighter and louder ways to attract, he is quietly leading us to remember the joys of simple gatherings, and good old-fashioned fun.


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