This past weekend I filled my tank with gas and loaded up my tote with frozen bottles of water, a tube of SPF 30 sunscreen, and a sun hat, and made my way down to the 2014 Mission Viejo Arts Alive Festival for a weekend of street painting, food trucks, a variety of artisan vendors, and live music and performances.
This year’s festival celebrated the arts and culture of the 1970s, which was brought to life through art, dance, music, and handicrafts. I joined my cousin and fellow artist, Lury Norris, and more than 60+ other street painters to create works of art inspired by the bygone decade. Our subject? A black-and-white rendering of the beautiful, talented, and kick-ass 1970s heroine, Foxy Brown, played by the lovely and legendary actress/model, Pan Grier.
Pan Grier as Foxy Brown
As exhausting as participation in these festivals can be, year after year these artists flock back to them. Continue reading
As an artist I’m especially in love with color.
It excites my senses to experience all the beautiful colors that nature has to offer, and this is the perfect time of year to witness a spectrum of vibrant hues of a spring in full effect. Flowers are in bloom, plants are their greenest greens, vegetables are ripening, and the garden is a buzz with insects and birds a like.
The beauty of experiencing it all, aside from visions of radiant life growing in my own backyard, is the sustenance gained through hosting an edible garden. With the proper care and attentiveness, the garden repays us. There are few things more satisfying then being able to step outside of your kitchen door and pick a few sprigs of fresh herbs to season your dinner or some sun ripened vegetables to add to your meal.
I can’t wait until the summer harvest!
Marigolds welcome you…
Sage and other herbs…
Step Ten: Be honest with yourself and others
Asking for What We Really Want & Saying What We Mean
As I’ve gotten older I have come to the realization that we each are the gate keepers to our own paths in life. What I mean is… the direction we ultimately go in is dictated by us. It’s taken me far too long to post this post, but with life, graduate school, website building, and other obligations, I hadn’t found (or taken) the time until now to finish it. The truth of the matter is that we have control over our lives and even our experience of it, and whether or not we take that control and use it to our advantage, it’s still there. Continue reading
Happy Monday and Happy St.Patrick’s Day!
I hope you all had as fun of a weekend as I did.
I personally love any excuse to celebrate. Just give me a reason and I’m all over it.
Throw in a few great friends, some delicious and homemade Irish inspired food, and a good time complete with live music, lawn games, and good conversation and my life’s complete for a night.
Yesterday we through a killer Ceilidh (pronounced “Keili” which is the Gaelic word for a shindig, so to speak), and it turned out fantastic! Me and my friend Bryan spent the day slaving away in the kitchen in preparation for the nights events. He made two large delicious Shepard’s Pies from scratch, and I made Kell’s Guiness Meatballs, Massaged Kale Salad, Mini Beef Sliders, and Irish Car-Bomb Cupcakes! There was fun, games, Irish music and live music preformed by my boyfriend and our friends (after forming the band for the party about a week ago). I can’t wait for our next excuse to celebrate something!
Check out this delicious recipe I found posted by The Brown Eyed Baker for Irish Car Bomb Cupcakes! It was a big hit at the party last night, so tasty!
Also, check out this delectable recipe for Kell’s Guinness Meatballs that I made yesterday for the party as well posted by RazzleDazzleRecipes.com! Yum, yum! I mixed and formed my meatballs the night before the party so that I would have one less thing to do the day of the party.
And here’s the recipe for the Massaged Kale Salad from foodnetwork.com!
So, three months into the new year. How are you doing? Feel yourself making headway, or have you come to an impasse?
I find my life neither standing still, nor moving a long as quick as I would like. Then again patience has never been my strong suit. It’s the seven-year-old kid in me who keeps annoyingly asking “are we there yet?” And the 27-year-old adult that I am who has to keep answering, “No… not yet. Look out the window and enjoy the view.” …I’m working on it.