July 18, 2008

Work in progress friday...

Anniversary album creation I've been in one of those blossoming stages that every artist enjoys once in a blue moon. In other words, my crafty mojo is back after an extended absence. I went through this period where nothing could attract me to creating. I imagine some of it had to do with the long list of clients and jobs that must be dealt with first- and the occasional frustration of not "clicking" with a client. I tend to take this personally, as if my artistic skills or ability to communicate is at fault; when often, the reality is that the whole job has more to do with the client that it has to do with me. I made the mistake (again! when will I learn?) of doing a few jobs not under contract, and I remembered exactly why clearly stated expectations are so important. It can turn into a prolonged torture session in which nobody is happy and the end design does not match anyone's expectations. It's also an ethical consideration as well, as much as I hate to say it, because I want to think the best of everybody. Add to that, countless hours of work can go down the drain without compensation (sans contract) and that's just a waste in the strongest sense of the term. I have been careful to choose the copyright that best fits my needs, and contracts help me to clearly enforce my rights. Stolen artistic property is beyond frustrating. It burns me out creatively, and contacts are simple, objective fix to the problem. It's one of those practical aspects of being an artist that I don't like to pay attention to, but must do if I am to keep my creative sanity.

Right now I am smack in the middle of a totally deliciously yummy creative mess...working on a  little mini book for our recent anniversary...a huge family tree in a discarded plate glass window...and some canvases to hang with the the window frame when it's done. I am so neat, usually. Organized. Everything in its logical place. But man oh man, when I get my fingers dirty in the paintbox...it's like a rainbow exploded all over my desk...paint, paper, ribbons, all in disarray everywhere. I find the coolest color combinations and new ideas in that chaos that I would have never seen otherwise. I've also found that committing to posting every Friday what is "in progress" has kept me accountable to my creative self, and inspiring me in a way I didn't realize was possible. It's also cool to see what others have been working on.

Tomorrow is Lorelei's birthday party...does baking cupcakes qualify as a work in progress too?

July 17, 2008

Can it be?

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{Lorelei at birth, Lorelei at 1, Lorelei today}

Dear Lorelei,

It's hard to imagine that you are two today! It seems just yesterday you were a tiny babe, our only girl. You are our only girl still, but now look at you! So tall, and beautiful. You are a delight. You have a smile that could melt the hardest heart. Your laughter bursts out in giggles that sound of a brook tripping over stones...one can't help but laugh right a long. You are such an imp! Always getting just enough into your brothers doings to drive them bonkers, but not enough to get you in trouble...you walk a very fine line with them that is so funny to watch. Everyone here knows just who rules the roost around here...it's you! You are forever cooking up some concoction and demanding everyone taste it, or parceling out your babies for baby sitting, trying to make your brothers wear your apron and drink your tea. And you will not take no for an answer. You are an intrepid eater, unlike your picky brothers. Your favorite snack is bananas and bread (untoasted please) and you like to eat your yogurt...er...dramatically. I am guaranteed a thorough kitchen cleaning if I allow you to have some unsupervised. You love to color. You love to sing, and you walk around your room with your babies, rocking them as you sing. You are truly a delight dear one. Happy Birthday!

Love,
Mommy

July 14, 2008

When I look around, I see this...

 

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Life's been in full swing here. David is all of the sudden army crawling...I've been working on some projects at my "creative" desk standing up...and then all of the sudden he's under my feet and tickling them. It always surprises me and I jump a bit, which makes him giggle, hard. Isaiah has been setting up shop on the book shelf right next to the desk. He's been telling stories about what the cars and tracks are doing...thanking them for being so helpful...I ought to record what he's saying!

July 12, 2008

Adventuress...

Oak Hill School- One Room Schoolhouse 001 It has started in a rush, a whir of excitement and pencils and pens and books. "Teachable moment", right? We had discussed with Ben a few times that instead of going to a public elementary school, we would start schooling at home. He understood, to a point. When he asked when we would start school, I'd describe it to him as chronologically as I could....after "the whole summer!", "Lots and lots of sleeps!" Always trying to speak with as much enthusiasm as possible. When we came home from convention, we explained to Isaiah and Ben what the books were for.  The books sat and languished behind the couch neatly arrayed in baskets. I hadn't had a chance to really go through the curriculum, to organize, or to plan. We were busy with summer! Playing in the pool, blowing bubbles, going to the park once, twice, sometimes three times a day.

Then the questions started. "Mommy, when can we start school? Today? Tommorrow? How many sleeps, mommy? I like school." I put him off for maybe (?) a week and a half, possibly two. Something clicked about the millionth time he asked. We could start today, or tomorrow, we could do it in the park, we could do it however and whenever we wanted. I had forgotten this reality and luxury of homeschooling. (Which is quite funny, being formerly homeschooled myself, but I digress.) So there we went, in the middle of a harried morning, with Dad rushing out the door to work and me eying what seemed like an insurmountable to do list of chores after a vacation time. (Why is that? Why don't the chores do themselves? What do you mean the pile of clothes that have been shoved into bags are wrinkled and dirty and must be washed?) Off to the land of knowledge, paved with books, lined with freshly sharpened pencils, and led by the intrepid adventuress formerly known as momma. A few steps into this land, and I found old friends waiting.  How could I have imagined the delight I would feel at introducing new  travelers to this land? Why did I wait so long? Why did I question my  map-reading skills so? 

And so it has gone for the last week and a half. A routine (long sought, but never quite achieved before now) emerged, a rhythm and pattern to our days that has been sorely felt in times past. We start our days with school, after beds are made and our morning chores; we do seat work for about an hour (math, handwriting, etc.); Lunch for the children while momma reads aloud; then the littles go down for naps, and the boys get to do the fun, messy parts of schooling- science experiments, painting. They trundle off to the playroom, and I get my lunch and go over the next days assignments. It's almost too easy. After knocking my head against the wall for so long regarding a regular routine, about character training, about attitudes, here the solution has come and fallen in my lap. Ben's whole attitude and outlook changed in a matter of days!

Oh, I realize that not every day or week will be so good, or blessed, and many may be the time that I step out on the path without consulting my Guide...but I pray that those incidents will be few and far between. I  also draw immense benefit from the fact that I was homeschooled and I have my mother with which to consult; this is not unfamiliar new territory for me like it might be for someone else. The main curricului have changed very, very little since I have gone thru. I can tell at a glance what will work for my kids, because I've used nearly all of it myself: KONOS, Abeka, Saxon Math, Alpha Omega, Math U See...they are a familiar list to me, and I can detail exactly what I like and dislike about each one. I'll admit that my copy of a Well Trained Mind is dog-eared.

In the end, I decided upon Sonlight Core K with Advanced Readers. Because I am teaching both Ben and Isaiah, and they are so close in age, I felt that this would be the best fit. I could have gone a bit more Classical combined with Charlotte Mason (ala Ambleside Online) but I also knew that for my first year, I needed everything spelled out, already scheduled, so that we could just pick up and go. I know for my own self that I would burn out quickly if that was not the case. The beauty of this type of curriculum is that I can do the same thing with both kids, and fit it both to their needs. Isaiah has a keen mind, but it is not reflected in his writing skills due to his physical difficulties with SPD. An average teacher would glance at him and probably write him off as ADHD or something, and fail to understand his needs.I love that the Core K is right at his level, and it's okay if he is doing Pre K handwriting work- one is not dependent upon the other as it can be in a more "traditional" curriculum. Ben, on the other hand, is assigned slightly more difficult work than the instructor's guides suggest.

So here I enter a new title, a new hat: in addition to momma, boo-boo kisser, book reader, lego builder, and many more, I am now, adventuress. I do pray I will be a wise teacher, and that I learn from the best of all, my own dear Teacher that guides my days.

{Isn't the one room Oak Hill School House delightful? I was struck by the fact that if one homeschools, very little has changed from then to now! My husband posted more pictures of it here.}

July 10, 2008

Endless gifts...

For music that echoes up to the rafters, thousands of songs at fingertips...

Scratching pencils hard at work on the letters of language...

Baby David's laughter ringing out across the room...

The much needed rain dripping from the eaves, making patterns along the house...

A peaceful day in the middle of the week...



Allison Krauss and Yo-Yo Ma, Simple Gifts; Photography, Jim Crotty

Probably #1 on my list of favorite things. So beautiful.

July 09, 2008

A glimpse...

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July 08, 2008

I dare you...

Not to smile.
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July 07, 2008

Jehovah Jireh...

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The weekend has come and gone, and a new week has begun. (Catch all of our holiday fun on my husband's blog here.) I note the coming and going only because, for once, Monday has not started in an onrushing furor of life pressing in. I am beginning to think it has more to do with my perspective towards it, than the actual reality of whatever Monday turns out to be.

I've been a bit quiet on the blog. I'm sure some of my regular readers have noticed this. It's hard to explain. I go through periods of wanting to be completely transparent with my readership, to craving privacy, and not being honest about my failings. But I've come to realize that this blog, as inwardly gazing as it is sometimes, is not about me. It is about trying, in my own feeble way, to reflect my God and Creator through my words and creative endeavors.

A few of my favorite blogs have a tradition of sorts, in which they 'raise Ebenezer' (lit. "stone of help") and mark out God's faithfulness in their lives. I realize that I have done this to an extent here with some points. But I've come to a point where I desire to be more intentional about it, for my own memory if nothing else. The first part of my blog promise to myself is to join Ann's Gratitude Community. The second part is to mark out these Ebenezer's as they come.

Which leads me to yesterday.

There has been a tremendous struggle in our private lives the last week or two that has lead to a terrifying fear on my part. It has been hard to see straight. It's staring into emptiness and not knowing what is going to come next, with four little downy heads blissfully unaware of the oncoming storm. It's leaning hard into Christ and trusting that He is in control. I felt my reserve failing yesterday. I started down a path of Satan's choosing, could hear his whispers tickling my ears. And I cried out. To my Abba. And He told me to be honest and transparent with a few friends. I was really afraid to let my guard down, to ask for prayer, but I knew the women I was emailing were some of the most powerful prayer warriors I knew, whose faith in God sets mine afire on an almost daily basis.

I am in outright awe and tears at what happened next. They not only prayed for me, they loved on me. They told me stories of their own about similar dark times and how God had been faithful. In short, they were the very hands and feet of our sweet Lord to me yesterday. And I was incredibly humbled...it is so hard to explain. In God's grace, they answered prayers and questions in my heart that they were unaware of. God used them as mighty instruments in my life. I stand here today, changed. Renewed, because these women were willing to give of themselves in their busy lives. I understand in the truest sense of the word, what "forsake not the assembling of yourselves together" means now. These sweet women were thousands of miles away, and yet they forsook me not. They helped me carry a heavy burden now made lighter by so many hands, and I am forever grateful.

To my Jehovah Jireh, (lit. YHWY will provide), and to the instruments of His pleasure. May I be so blessed as to walk with them a while as they have done with me. I am amazed at His grace and provision.

July 04, 2008

A New Garment...

... to bestow on them a crown of beauty instead of ashes, the oil of gladness instead of mourning, and garment of praise instead of a spirit of despair...
{Isaiah 61:3}

It's been a long time coming, but welcome to my new home in cyberspace. After a year and a half it was in need of a freshening up! (I apologize in advance for any mixed messages in bloglines and the like...) I do hope you enjoy. Since my blog roll was getting monstrously leggy, I have moved it to it's own page, and added some new "faces" (including my husband). I've also added a del.i.cious feed: I've loved this feature on some of my friends' blogs- noting posts and articles that have made them think lately. Perhaps most noticeable is the music: (HT:elise) I hope it blesses and encourages!

Somehow, this seems so much more reflective of where I am these days. (AND, if you can't tell, this was my work-in-progress Friday!)

July 01, 2008

Clarity of thought...

Ok, so now everyone is teasing me about how neat my car console was. In my defense, I took that picture right after the car was bought, and I was messing with settings on my camera. I was not flaunting my neatness by any stretch of the imagination! I think I might post a current pic of my car just to satisfy a certain naysayer... *laughs*

I wrote Shuffle:Play right before I started reading Raising Children to Adore God: Instilling a Lifelong Passion for Worship by Patrick Kavanaugh. This book was interesting- it jumped of the shelf at the library at me, and I was curious. So much of what he talks about is actual acts of worship (music, prayer, etc.) but nearly all of it could be applied to the act of parenting. I've truly enjoyed reading his perspective. As I finished the book, a section in his last chapter explained what I was thinking regarding shuffle:play so much better. He says:

Built to Last, an excellent book on business management by Jim Collins, studies a number of large corporations that have endured for many decades. In his careful analysis, Collins discovered two principles that each of those successful companies possessed. These points, in my own words, are (1) Each company had a mission statement that was utterly unchangeable and would never be neglected, yet (2) The manner in which this mission was accomplished was completely flexible,  changing freely from one idea to another.

We see the parallels between Collins' fascinating findings and Christian parenting. Like those successful corporations, we parents need to have certain biblical principles that we hold onto without exception. But we also need to be flexible and creative as to their practical implementation. In other words, there are two categories of parenting concepts. The first is absolutely unchangeable, and the second is absolutely flexible.

Jesus said that the Father commanded Him "what to say and how to say it" (John 12:49). When raising children, the basic "what to say" category remains constant. But "how you say it", that is, how these key principles are implemented, will change as your children move from infancy to young adulthood.  (158-159)

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