Patti Edmon Altered Attic: November 2009

Monday, November 30, 2009

Photoshop fun

I've been a photography buff for more than 20 years, and a longtime photoshop fan - clipping paths, scanning images and painting, smudging and blurring until weeds looked like ethereal flowers....
Since delving into mixed media a few years ago I hesitated to get too far into the computer for my art because.... I guess I was afraid I'd never come out? I see so much fabulous digital collage out there, like
Lani's - moderator of the swap group I'm in. Hers rock and then there are Susan Tuttle's inimitable works of art... I did succumb though, and since the pumpkins I have been playing every spare moment. This is a lovely end-of-winter shot from my archives... but I thought, hmmm, wonder what would make it more interesting. So, I applied several of Susan's genius techniques (from Visual Poetry).



and came up with this. It might be a bit much - too spotlighty, as if that were a word, but I think I am starting to get the hang of it!



My fab friend Wendy took this photo some years ago up in her homeland (Saskatchewan) and when I came across it in her Flickr stream the first thing I did was ASK permission to play. She said, go right ahead, and I admit I was hesitant because it's perfect just like it is. I have such a thing for old barns, buildings, textures and rust...



and except for the sky, which I'm still messing with (as is Wendy, who is taking the class too!) I think it's really fun.




Take a look at the
Flickr page to see more amazing pieces by the group - I haven't gotten to week four, like many others have (gee, there's a familiar ring to that....), hoping soon! Then I'll start playing with textures. For now, I'd better get upstairs and finish the journal order - due tomorrow!! I'll post photos of them, I have to admit they are some of my most favorite pieces ever!


Wednesday, November 25, 2009

Happy Thanksgiving




Grace

Thanks & blessings be
to the Sun & the Earth
for this bread & this wine,
this fruit, this meat, this salt,
this food;
thanks be & blessing to them
who prepare it, who serve it;
thanks & blessings to them
who share it
(& also the absent & the dead).
Thanks & Blessing to them who bring it
(may they not want),
to them who plant & tend it,
harvest & gather it
(may they not want);
thanks & blessing to them who work
& blessing to them who cannot;
may they not want - for their hunger
sours the wine & robs
the taste from the salt.
Thanks be for the sustenance & strength
for our dance & work of justice, of peace.

~ Rafael Jesus Gonzalez ~


(In Praise of Fertile Land, edited by Claudia Mauro)


This photograph and poem is but one of the examples offered daily (with occasional holiday breaks) by Joe and his Yahoo venture Panhala, a one-man deal, with a mission to make our days more lyrical, beautiful, hopeful and most of all thankful. Thanks Joe and Happy Thanksgiving to YOU.

Click the Panhala link to subscribe and add blessings to your day.

Friday, November 20, 2009

An Experimental Approach to the Shifting Landscape of the Face...


This isn't a new photo, one like this is hard to come by. I'm taking the fabulous Susan Tuttle's Visual Poetry class and I wanted to make a statement about Fall, so I thought I'd accomplish both with one image. I like the original photo and was a bit perplexed about how to improve it, so in experimenting I went warmer, more vivid. I'd love to know what you think!

I took the original (below) last year while trekking through the neighborhood. It cracked me up because, being the Queen of Procrastination (thanks to arthritis and habit) it looked like something I would call an experimental approach to the shifting landscape of the face, rather than simply saying I'd left my pumpkins out too long!



Maybe it's because I am a procrastinator But this year, I think it happened even earlier!! I heard it while still picking Halloween candy out of the dog's fur and pulling the fake cobwebs out of the bushes - a Christmas jingle. Two days after the ghouls and little witches and zombie parades ceased it suddenly became Christmas. Now that it's nearly Thanksgiving, it's everywhere of course. I even participated in a Holiday Gift Market last evening, my table garnished with beaded garland and all things Merry.
I certainly don't mean to offend anyone who cannot wait to get into the spirit. I don't know if it's my tendency to put things off, or my wish to enjoy what is happening now, at the moment, beautiful leaves still drifting from our trees, bold blue afternoon skies and the preparation of small pumpkins for their transformation into pies. Giving Thanks with family and friends.
I did have to think about the season a bit early, since I wrote three devotionals for our churches' Advent Devotional Book - I may even post them here, on the corresponding dates. I loved researching, reading, trying to find a new angle on annual-favorite scriptures. But, an early Christmas? No thanks, oh, except for the Peeps. Yes, I was shopping for festive goodies to adorn my table at last night's show and I saw them. I bought 3 boxes and they were great conversation starters. Christmas tree Peeps with little dots for ornaments! The first I've ever seen! No longer a ritual at Easter, they are now part of the beginning of it all.
Oops, I think I just found another Nerd in Henry's fur...

Sunday, November 15, 2009

Waiting...



Waiting seems to be a very popular pastime these days, though it wasn't the motivation for this piece... I keep saying I'm going to change my 'look' and here is another in that series of color and style. I do, though, feel as though I'm evolving. Maybe waiting to evolve?
It's one of my favorite collages and Cassie likes it too because when I showed it to her she said, "I have to have this - let's go to the frame shop as soon as I get back." That, of course, was before the back stuff with Jim; I hope she still wishes to purchase it, I'll wait and see.
Nothing like a kink in the works to put your priorities in order. I'm so far behind in every area, sadly with my Life is a Verb coaching class, although I feel the effects profoundly. Prior to this, very deep and life-altering work, I would not have gotten through the past couple of weeks without anxiety, fear, maybe a bit of depression, and definitely feeling overwhelmed.
Always being in choice, letting go of what I can't control, focusing on what is really true... those are among the many earlier lessons that created a foundation for the work we're doing now, which is the transformative, path-finding work.
But still, it's not fun to look around at the extraordinarily high mountains of unfolded laundry, all the projects I hadn't finished before Jim hurt his back and now the calendar... yikes! I have a few more journals to make for the client who ordered 8 way back in October at that Gallery Hop.
I'm having great fun with them. And enjoying the rewards of the art exchange I entered. It seemed very hectic at the time, but it's amazing, beyond words to receive art from across the world, artists I don't know, some that I do... Nothing better than art mail! In a few days I'll start posting some of my goodies.
So I'll wait for some more to arrive... come to think of it, how many times and occasions are we in that stasis, limbo, sliver of time between the now and what is going to be, what we're hoping for... I think I'll forget about the laundry, do my coaching assignment and go to bed! There's no waiting for sleep:)

Saturday, November 14, 2009

Meet Wendy



Meet Wendy Burton, the winner of my Fall Giveaway, from Saskatchewan, a hauntingly beautiful place. Like me, she's an artist, photographer, writer and mother. Kentucky and Canada don't have much in common aside from an amazing landscape (check out her photos!)being home to art loving women on the day to day journey of life:)but we sure seem to share plenty, and we've only started! And, fortunately, she's infinitely patient - my husband's back problems have waylaid so many projects... sigh. But it's coming, not to worry!


Here's what Wendy has to say in her bio:

Creativity allows my voice to float up in echoing reverberations from that place in my soul where emotions thrive. It gives wings to my words, flight to my thoughts. Creativity allows my hands to share a piece of my heart with those who take time to see. Nature brings inspiration ~ colours and sounds, taste and touch. I thank God for this gift ~ this wonderful gift of creativity, the wind in my wings.

Check out her blog and her Flickr page - fabuloso!

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Happy the Clown Saves the Day!



What do you do when life throws you a curve? Create, console, consult, make a clown? Lately I haven't had to go far to see how many of my art/blog and other buds are dodging so much... stuff. Pain - from the life threatening to moderate discomfort is, of course, part of life. My prayer list grows, though fortunately my gratitude list is longer.

I've been away from the computer (and behind, again, on swaps, projects and sending a package to my new friend Wendy in Saskatchewan) tending to my own DH, who is weathering a back trauma unlike any he's ever experienced. Several bulging disks and one herniated disk that triggered sciatica have, until today, rendered him completely immobile, except for the writhing pain of trying to find a position that hurts a little less. We are hopeful that the relief granted by a fabulous, tiny Indian woman (physician:) who administered a guided injection/epidural yesterday, is the beginning of his recovery and that our appointment tomorrow with the neurosurgeon will be for treatment protocol only.



One of the only things I had completely finished was my polymer clay workshop project. A week or so ago, Debbie and I got together in her cozy, warm studio and stitched on arms and wings and things that looked like feet, and adorned our 'creatures' with baubles and beads. I had no problem, well, not a big one:) anyway, when I finished my scrappy, happy little clown; being the ace sculptor that she is, Debbie didn't benefit from her ideas about the perfection of limbs and such. I had to make her repaint on the loud, clangy oranges and reds; we realized her clay clown was evolving into one of her amazing raku princesses and we had a good laugh.


The imperfect and the perfect are really just ideas after all, and life is still what happens when we're making other plans. Hopefully we remember the important, stay
connected and our circles widen, open into the universe and our prayers are all heard and answered as they are meant to be.

So hugs and blessings to all who are waiting for test results, new treatments to work, hearts to mend, business to pick up, or just having a lonely day. Thanks be to God for clowns and the creative process that keeps us all sane.

Thursday, November 5, 2009

And the Winner Is...

After a bit of technical difficulty earlier in the week, Random.org selected the winn-er of my Fall Giveaway; I'm happy to announce that it is Winn's Angels.
Why am I so excited?? Well, I've never 'met' her before; but, we're the same age, we're both taking Susan Tuttle's Visual Poetry class, and, while I haven't written as much about my philosophy - aside from my Art Angels - we both have strong views on the presence and guidance of angels on our creative journey. Could that be any cooler??
I have spent a great deal of time perusing Wendy's blog and I'm in love with her art and photos and, did I mention, she lives in Saskatchewan? Please take time to check out her amazing blog and art displayed on her Flickr page



Her favorite season?? She has published a book entitled Autumn Richness! Here's her winning post:

Ahhh, my favourite season. In truth there is so much beauty in every season. If I pause to contemplate for any content of time, this is a very difficult question to answer. I love Christmas and the hoarfrost, heavy mistiness of some winter days and yet cool crisp chill of others. Summer brings so much beauty in the multi hues of green as well as flowers both tame and wild. Spring, brave spring is all about new life, birth, rebirth. So hard to decide. But as we are in the richness of autumn - for this moment I will choose autumn. I love the smells of apples and cinnamon. I love the textures and colours of warm woolen sweaters and mittens. I love the patterns and layers. Yes, for this moment in time, I will say my favourite season is autumn.
Thank you for the autumn pictures.
Thank you for offering this lovely give away... you are giving of your heart to each and every one of us. Angels be with you.

Thank you Wendy - I hope you'll send me a photo or two to post here... enjoy Autumn in Saskatchewan!

Sunday, November 1, 2009

A Thrilling Night



I don't ordinarily post photos of myself, particularly one that is hideous beyond belief, even though it was deliberate - I didn't want to stand out after all. It is a bit disconcerting to walk downtown and step over and around hundreds of zombies, (and I'm talking movie set realistic) on Main Street, still as corpses strewn everywhere - on the sidewalk, slumped over benches and garbage cans, in stairwells.









As a faint rift of Thriller rose from the silence, 'Michael Jackson' appeared... the zombies slowly rose into formation and the procession began. Michael led the ghouls, swaying and lurching, shoulders and legs stomping in unison toward the courthouse, followed by a shrine to the late king of the Halloween fest and us! The March Madness marching band - ghostly glam dancers in vintage wedding and ball gowns, nurses uniforms and an amazing array of slips, shawls, veils and boots, followed by four of us playing cymbals, moroccos, and tambourines. Behind us, the full percussion and horn section (including my son, Dylan, on the snare). Oh what a night.

more pics to follow, along with the winner of the October giveaway!

March Madness Marching Band

marching to the beat of a different drummer...


I know where to sit - back row, third from the right:)

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