Listening to my 90's Pop Radio on Pandora, Jewel is coming up quite often. Thanks Pandora.
It is hard to believe it has been almost a year since I have posted on this thing. Couldn't really call me a consistent blogger, huh?
I posted some new images of my Sculpture BFA show. This happened December 2012. I have been crafting since then. I did get a new easel for Christmas from my parents but have yet to really put it to use, I mean, other then a bra drying mechanism, that is.
I have some new ideas for sculpture work and I also have many ideas for paintings but I need to get to a location where I can actually paint and be inspired to paint, not only paint but just work. I have three more months and my iMac is paid off, I have an idea of my next big purchase and that would be a table saw! Hopefully I can talk dad into helping me retrieve and store one, shouldn't be too hard.
My Uncle Richard has passed away, or rather passed on, March 12, 2012. He is now with his Brother Joe, and his Mother and Father, Marie and John Lee. Never thought he would go. All those Lee boys just seem tough as nails until one day, they aren't.
Went home this past weekend. Saturday was spent in KC with Scottee, Kylee and various relatives and another bridesmaid picking out dresses for us all. The lace, mint one it is. I like it. Look better in Mint then I thought I was going to! Especially when I get me one of those neat spray tans!
Scottee and Kylee
Being Silly with my Kindred Spirit
The rest of the weekend was spent at home with Mom, Dad, Aunt Rosie, Thomas, Rach, and the kiddos. That is where I want to be again. That is where I am my happiest. Kylee and Scottee are there as well. Perfection, or so it would seem. I planted garden, mowed grass, helped dad care for some sick calves, mushroom hunted, was an honorary bee keeper, and various other adventures. Memories made for sure. I don't want any more time to get away from me where I am not surrounded by those whom I love the most. Home is where my heart is.
Make a wish
So Precious
Beautifully windswept
Happy Early Mothers day to my Mother, Pauline. Love you more than words. I hope this is the last mothers day we will be apart.
Love, Bridget
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