Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Painting Food

Well, my sister is obsessed with food, she even has a blog about it; so when she wants to have a painting party at our mom's house (and it's her idea) we paint food. When it's my idea, we paint flowers. But anyway.... as our mother has been the instigator of our creative pursuits since we were all young (there's four of us total: three girls one boy), she happily hosts painting sessions in her basement studio in her home.
shallots and asparagus 8x10, oil on canvas
We set up a still life, put on a "pretty" movie (as I like to call that genre of movies including anything inspired by Jane Austen's novels) just to listen to in the background, and then we all go for it!

When my nieces, Sofia (5 this month) and Julia (2 1/2) wake up from their naps, they always want to paint too. It gets a little crazy at this point, and there is definitely no hope left for my mom's carpet. I will take a picture of this scene for you the next time it goes down.

pink roses 10x13, oil on panel

Friday, April 22, 2011

The Weirdest Pregnant Lady You've Ever Met in the U.S.A

Well, I've never been pregnant before, and I am sure if I had been I would still think it was the craziest experience of my life. It seems like I waited so long to start "showing" in order to have pregnant lady rights. You know, better parking spots at the grocery store, cutting in line, making my husband lift anything heavier than a baby, taking naps, and eating a ton....ugh.

The truth is, I have never felt so averse to food in general in my life! And it is not due to nausea, although I sympathise with all the poor women who have battled morning sickness throughout their pregnancies. I was one of the lucky ones this time. Yeah, start hating me, I only threw up a total of four times since I found out I was "with child." Anyway, the point of this post is my need to express how often food disrupts my day (and night) and how uncreative I have become in the kitchen due to my constant need to fix myself something to eat.

Note: I buy the large 32 oz yogurt containers now...three (no wait- four) at a time. Since I am hungry all through the night, I get up to pee and eat yogurt about twice a night. Sometimes I can't see very well due to the fact that I was just sleeping, so I have found it easiest to take out the whole tub of yogurt, plop down on the nearest patch of carpet or rug (I occasionally sit in a chair if it is already pulled out) and dig in with a spoon. I never EVER in my entire life imagined myself behaving in such a way!

So while people ask me if I am enjoying my food these days, I say that I am but only to be polite. I really feel like I am force feeding myself all day long. However, I eat for my baby and that makes every trip to the fridge at night worth it. And really, there could be much worse for me to moan about. Everyone is different, but this is how I am adjusting to pregnant life. Not too much longer now and it will all pay off. We are expecting our little person any day now!

Happy Eating!

Sunday, April 17, 2011

Around the Corner...

Well, having this baby is just around the corner. Yes, I am pregnant, and have been for the last nine months! It's funny, I almost still want it to be a secret (although my belly is definitely not hiding anything these days). It is such a special gift to have a little person kicking around inside of me.

At church today there seemed to be newborns everywhere (ok I saw 3 total). I keep forgetting how small they are when they are brand new. Looking at their faces made me realize what is about to happen. Yeah, hello mama!

Of course I have been arranging and decorating the baby's room. I chose light purple for the walls (she's a girl) and decided to decorate with bugs...not the nasty ones. Cute bugs only. So on her little white dresser I painted pretty insects on the knobs.

The cradle is as old as our house (1898ish)

Sunday, April 10, 2011

Monument Creek

This view of Monument Creek, from the northern most bridge in Monument Valley Park, is one that I have wanted to paint for a long time. I have been jogging or walking by this scene, usually stopping to take a look, for about ten years. Interestingly, the creek itself has not always been among the most attractive places in Colorado Springs. For the longest time it smelled like a port-o-potty! Fortunately, I haven't noticed the stench in a while (probably due to some much needed landscaping to make the water run faster, I guess). 

Anyway, I captured this scene last summer, sitting on the bridge in the early afternoon with my paints at my side and my canvas propped up against the railing. I hope sometime to paint the creek at sunset! Excited for warm weather? Oh yes.