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A Celebration, A Collaboration and a maybe Transition

Well, Hello!! This weekend I celebrated the BiG birthday of my dear friend Allison. I painted for her, her very own Daisy Jane. I'm always nervous gifting one of my paintings on someone who didn't ask for it (lol), but to my total delight Allison was thrilled. She said she had been secretly hoping she'd get one. It says 'Ours is a friendship made in the heart'... The pair of us got all welled up and weepy over it! *sniff* 20140915-135416.jpg Ally and I live about 2 hours apart & don't hang out all that much, so it's always great when we do. I met her lovely girlfriends who were a wonderful combination of hospitable, interesting, charming, entertaining, vivacious, gregarious and reserved (Although, I think she may have been sober, maybe traumatised would be a more accurate descriptor).

We dined in a very cool tapas bar before heading back to the house for after hours *wink*

For the month of September I'm applying myself to the creative practices prompted by Flora Bowley's Bloom True Bootcamp. The prompt was to collaborate on a painting. I'm so new to painting, I'd never done this before but knew it was the perfect occasion to invite others to collaborate. I set up a very modest amount of supplies and I kicked things off with a few colourful marks and then into the wee hours, the adults visited the table to create this foundation. 20140915-140834.jpg We went to bed and I reset the table with another invite for the morning crew. 20140915-141228.jpg The early morning artists Sienna, Bella, Ciara and Erin painted a beautiful version of Daisy Jane for me to take home along with a little note to say they hoped I liked the present. I LOVED it and am gonna hang it from the love line in my studio. 20140915-141634.jpg Once everyone had made their mark, I then turned our efforts into another Daisy Jane, with the girls by my side, watching with excitement and directing my finishing touches. It was so great, I loved how they got so involved, brought out the 10 year old in me too!

So here she is.. The other birth-day girl from this weekends galavanting.20140915-142226.jpg

You can't see the top of the painting but it says 'celebrate with scribbles and fun'.. The title was another collaboration. Great way to end the weekend! What else is going on here? Well...

  • I got to see my handsome fella
  • Had a great phonechat with my sis
  • I bought Gregory Porter's album Liquid Spirit and instantly fell in love with his music
  • Got the long awaited call back on the house we viewed and really hope to rent, so it's looking good (stay tuned for official confirmation)

And finally, I'm preparing for the much anticipated art retreat in Bantry, my first ever.. I leave Thursday and I am so very excited! What more can I say?! It's all very good in this hood!! ❤️

Always, Amanda xxx

2o weeks forgetting

So I finally bought a nailbrush. 5 months painting and only today did I remember outside the house to buy one. I have a head like a sieve. 3 days in a row now I have forgotten to bring home milk. Twice today I shortchanged myself with forgetfulness by finding myself on the toilet without paper. Currently, I am forgetting to go to bed on time. Since April I have been 'scrubbing' my post painting session nails with a toothbrush..Actually, now that I think of it, I bet the reason I remembered to get it today was because of my horror this morning when I 'almost' used the nail-toothbrush instead of the tooth-toothbrush to polish the delph. No, just no, disgusting, enough.

Anyway,the nails are lovely now and clean up was 20 minutes shorter. I kind of feel like I've reached a milestone with that purchase; I needed a 'proper' nailbrush, so much so that I remembered!

Goodnight <3

Bloody Blogland!

I signed up to Bloglovin and other blog following contraptions..

I may as well have signed up to thread a needle blindfolded, while sitting on my hands.. what is happening?

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I am required to paste this ^^^ here to claim my blog, whatever that means. 

You may move on, there's nothing to see here

Amanda 

 

Stalking, Rejection & Getting to know me

Hello tiredness...

We stalked the town of Enniskillen, including all streets and surrounds this weekend on a house hunting trip. There's not much for rent when you come with your own furniture and pets! 

There was only one house which held the potential to become our new home, we had a viewing and did our best to persuade our merits as good (and hopeful) tenants. The lady was interviewing on behalf of her daughter, so we were one person removed from the decision maker. I think this will act against us as the decision maker will be making her choice only on boxes ticked... not 'vibes got'.

We didn't tick the pet box... some people really do not like the idea of a dog living in their house. I just don't get that... It assumes that humans are less destructive than animals. Doesn't she know it's the other way around? Anyway...

I so hope we get chosen, I'll be so disappointed if we don't. The location really resonates with me and I felt a strong want to live there. I'm not going to describe it here now... it's beautiful, but I don't want to flirt any more with the idea of living in that house unless I can. I'll only make myself want it more and be more disappointed if we lose out.

It was amazing to see Terry as always... I miss him so much when he's away. Every bit of time we spend together seems to bring with it more and more waves of love and affection. Loving him is my favourite pastime... we had some good belly laughs too this weekend, Irish wit is the best. I met one of his lifelong friends for the first time, good people and we all got on shaaaamazingly well. It would be so great to move there and to know such lovely, real people. I really like the vibe up north.

Remember the art and craft fair I applied for in June? Denied. Got an email today to say my application wasn't accepted... My first rejection, bummer. I'll find another one... I'm still feeling around in the dark here and still identifying my own creative style. I'm telling myself I wasn't ready, it wasn't meant to be. I'm still glad I applied, it took courage. 

Over the weekend I did some reflecting on Daisy Jane... who she is and what she's about. I'm starting to realise her story. It's funny how difficult it is to identify things about your own self... to get to know your self as you can know another. That's where I'm at now... 

Always, Amanda xoxo 

A little lost in cyber space

I'm three months blogging now. I think it's time to start making connections. I don't find this easy or natural. I've visited and read some blogs of others and have commented on some. On the big blogs I'm a little more shy for some reason. It's how I am I'm real life too... I'm not a fan of spaces where big crowds gather... I prefer nooks and crannies.

Still, I'm feeling a little alone out here, I'd like a more interactive blogging experience.

How to make connections? Network I suppose, not my strong point. Though, nothing much changes inside the comfort zone.

Always, Amanda xoxo

A tattooist named Mark, of all things

So in my dream last night I was getting an arm tattoo, inside forearm. My tattooist's name was Mark (Hello specific dreamer!).

I was chatting so much with 'Mark' (Lol... actually thats funny... a tattooist called 'Mark', just realised that) that he tattooed my hand instead.. I realised too late, he had already started.

We stopped because I was horrified, I didn't want a glove tattoo! so I went wandering to think about it. On my way I met 2 beauticians who gave me their opinions, which were against the hand tattoo. But I was already marked in big black ink and had to decide whether to go ahead with the thing or be stuck with non descript black ink marks on my hand.

I went with the tattoo... a black henna style one on my hand... We moved location to do it, out of the studio and into an open air market. It was on a snowcapped mountain somewhere & I felt really empowered in getting such a 'no no' tattoo in a 'no no' place.

Weird dream... I love the subconscious.

I've been wanting this forearm tattoo a couple of years now... hmmmm

Just Write SOMETHING Amanda!

Oh... I'm here... Almost a full month since I've posted anything. Resistance, avoidance... why? Why? why? why?

If I had to guess it's because I've done with writing what I do with painting, with work, with making lunch and what I do with all things I do... try too hard to get it 'right'... expect too much. I'M TOO DEEP!!! (Breeeathe).

Let me rephrase that... I'm passionate, DEEPLY passionate... and until recently I didn't really know this. I just thought I was aggressive, impulsive, obsessive. So I'm still learning how to refine my passion and learn the lingo..  I'm learning to channel it into the things that bring me alive instead of spilling it out all over the place (that was no fun).

I feel I'm up against some sort of dam, pressure... I have so much to say... so much to learn, sort out and sort through and it's as if it all has to be done NOW. Like one post / book / lesson / painting / day / week / mantra / guru, whatever is going to be the breaking open of me..

I don't know how to pace myself with what I want to express. So instead there's resistance to write. Kind of like when you resist a good cry, because you convince yourself you haven't the time to break right now.. you'll wait until you can get all the tears to line up at once and cry together, when you have a good enough reason to justify the indulgence but then get ambushed by a flood of pent up controlled emotion when randomly confronted & caught off guard with one sad image / ad / thought / story / song / burnt toast / over ripe avocado... Now that's burnout girl.

So In this post I'm just going to type... and let myself talk a bit, because if I let my mind get involved it will put me through an excruciating exercise two hours longer than it needs to be. And I want to write here, I want to make this a practice and keep going.. showing up even if I have nothing 'insightful' to say, even if I'm not going to impress you. (Hello Ego... would you please wait at the door til I'm done please)

Seriously though, I just want to be me here... and that little voice inside me, trying to convince me that I can't just come on here and talk about my day, can't just muse about me and my life, there has to be something in it for you. Why would you want to read about me if there's nothing in it for you?

But I read about others 'stuff'.. and I like to. I like it when other creative souls out here in blog-land open up and tell me what kind of day they had, and the thoughts around it... the struggles and the lessons learned... but me, no... for some reason I pressure myself to come on and be Oprah, or Eckhart... Bear my soul. I'll spare you, and myself, because that will make for a long day and it's already 9.30 and I've to shower before I hit the sack.

So what's been happening in my pond since I last came on here and wore myself out?

Well,

  • I applied for an art and craft fair in November (massively courageous of me! I'll know by Sept if I'm going to be accepted)
  • I have been painting and doodling on anything and everything that will stay still long enough, most recently stones (which obviously met that criteria perfectly) on which I painted some cheerleading words & cute doodles...10622746_1447195858895071_1780763737024758927_n
  • I succumbed to a curious urge and attempted my first self portrait, which was very brave... no resemblance, but that would be asking WAY too much xD (I'm actually embarrassed to post this, but I made a deal.. this is a creative learning journey and I'm sharing it, warts and all) 10547666_1447127122235278_4607496239888841304_n
  • I painted a big Daisy Jane in the style of Kelly Rae Roberts... who I love...(strangely enough, my sister sent me a gift from Boston, not knowing of my KRR obsession and what did she send only a KRR canvas block print!! Hellloooo!)

"Love more, fear less"... This is a mantra that is stuck to me like glue since I started painting.. it refuses to pass or make way for another... obviously some part of me is not fully satisfied or trusting I am doing enough of this... I am, believe me.. If I wasn't, you would NOT be seeing any of my pieces....  Words... I'm stuck on words right now... More on that again.

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  • I spent a 7 glorious days, relaxing, sun basking and reading in Lanzarote in the magic of my mother's company, she's such a beautiful person, a true lady and a massive heart driven woman... I Love my mammy <3 1463670_10202564193210235_6216559809418310753_n
  • I compulsively inhaled this book... if you haven't... do. (my friend said 'it look's like the beach ate that book', no... I did)1939515_10202564245011530_937831295424568914_n
  • And Finally... I did it... I found an Art Retreat here in Ireland. I found it and the sign up 'deadline' had passed... I chanced my arm and made a wish that I would manage to get a place.. I emailed Pauline Agnew... and she whole heartedly welcomed me aboard.. I'm seriously too excited about this. Never done anything like it before and I just know it's going to blow my art-heart wide open <3 I'm so looking forward to the art and connecting with other creative souls.. Screen Shot 2014-08-19 at 22.08.50

SO... although I've been missing in action, I haven't been resting on my laurels.. I've packed loads into the past month.. I've put myself forward.. engaged my passions and although I'm struggling a bit on the wordy side of things, that's ok... I know that will come too.. I'm just trying too hard to be me... and not an echo of somebody else.

It's all good.... Thanks for stopping by, don't forget to share some love with me.. I love to hear from you and know I'm not out here alone...

Until the next time...  See ya soon chicken! <3 Photo on 21-07-2014 at 23.42 #2

Always, Amanda xoxox