February 29, 2008

new ETSY listings!

Here are a few new etsy pieces!


{the dream crow OR egyptian bird}


{let us go scuba diving my deer}

They're super light and easy to incorporate anywhere your sweet little heart desires. And until y'all want them, they will be sitting here, decorating my classroom!




February 27, 2008

lots and lots of 'drawlings'

Remember putting an "L" in the word drawing?
Though that might be a biased question, seeing as how I was seven before I could say my "R"s well.

Anyway, we've been doing a lot of drawing lately.


{These are three-year-old boys drawing flowers after we talked about Georgia O'Keeffe's work.}




{A finished O'Keeffe.}


{This might be one of my all time favorite pictures. That's a self-portrait and, ahem, not a goatee between his legs. Ha!}

sister winter, vol. III


.: good morning sun :.

Aren't these the most precious things you've ever seen? (Well, outside of a newborn baby and dollhouse furniture... all of which might be more "precious" than these... anyway...)
They were a Christmas preset to Tec, and they're yet another reason among the litany of others that I'm thrilled we're getting married. Soon, we'll have joint-custody of these sweet little numbers.
{PS-How cute is my soon-to-be-husband? I mean, he has a yellow kitchen and white table, for goodness sake.}

Oh. I nearly forgot...



More snow this morning. Beautiful, fluffy, Southern snow.


{I wish everyone knew the personalities that accompany these snow balls. They all make perfect sense.}





One of the 8-year-old boys described the snow as "flocks and flocks of little white doves..." I hope this warms your hands and your hearts.

{Happy Wednesday. Bless and be blessed.}

February 26, 2008

To our good friend, Maria Montessori.



Happy Montessori Week!

To help celebrate, the middle elementary paid tribute to Maria Montessori and Andy Warhol.
{I bet ol' Maria is turning over in her grave right now.}

More tributes to the great Maria to come... I know you're just sitting on the edge of your seat.

February 25, 2008

"knitta please"

Before you think I'm sooooo creative and witty, I have to say that I did not, unfortunately, come up with that amazing pairing of words. In fact, my friends over at Penelopea blogged about them and I was instantly in love... mostly because of the name. I mean, I am a knitter by NO stretch of the imagination, but in my dream life, I knit tons of cute thing for my friends with babies and floppy beanies that I use to cover up my ratty hair. Until this dream becomes a reality (I'm not holding my breath) though, I will admire my knitting friends and the kids over at Knitta Please.

Below are pictures from a permanent instillation at the school where I teach. Our School Director is an incredible knitter and made these for the school last year. Ridiculous, right?




{My sweet little room and one of our vegetable gardens in the background.}

Go and check out the girlies at Penelopea. You'll want to pinch their little cheeks they're so cute.

February 23, 2008

one down, one to go

My sister.

My LITTLE sister got married this past weekend.

As soon as I have any images I'll be sure to post them because she looked like a drop-dead-gorgeous Barbie doll.  Or as one of the groomsmen said, "an angel."  Yeah, that's probably a more accurate description...

Until I do though, here are pictures of their cupcakes.  Though she'll be the first to admit that she pretty much has no interest in anything "crafty", I have to applaud my sister's moss setup.  Though the remnants still aren't fully vacuumed out of the rug, she did a great job preparing a pallet where these sweet little treats could sit. 
 





{If you're in the Nashville area and in need of some scrumptious sweets, be sure to check out the bakery that made these creations for the wedding, Frostings.  Here's one of the cute girls that helps run the place:  maplesugardesserts.typepad.com}

February 13, 2008

sister winter, vol. II

I realize that this is a humorous post for those that live north of the Mason-Dixon line; for people who see that white powder called "snow" more than once a year...

But for me, a southerner to the root, I was almost giddy when I woke up to a dusting of snow. I even found myself saying out loud, "This is beautiful!" though no one was around.

Unfortunately, the temperature is rising above freezing, so this near wonderland is quickly melting. But for those who were as excited as me to welcome the snow, I feel like this was a great ending to a quickly approaching spring.

The first fall of snow is not only an event, it is a magical event. You go to bed in one kind of a world and wake up in another quite different, and if this is not enchantment then where is it to be found? ~J.B. Priestley

{I promise I won't be 'quote-girl' forever; they just seem to fit the mood lately.}







February 7, 2008

<3




"I tell you, the more I think, the more I feel that there is nothing more truly artistic than to love people."

-
Vincent van Gogh

February 1, 2008

styrofoam ain't just for cheap meals.

In keeping with our printmaking lessons, the kids were introduced to Styrofoam prints. We used a material that we ordered from an art catalog, but when I was taught this lesson, we literally used Styrofoam plates. A local artist and teacher, Mar Augelli, taught a class to our older children and used foam insulation instead. The prints came out a bit different since that material is more sensitive to markings, but the results were just as fabulous. Here are a few examples from the 5 and 6-year-olds.







I wanted to get in on the fun too, so here's one of my prints. I printed on a page from a book I found entitled Dream Dictionary that I was planning on letting the kids use for their altered book project... that is, until I flipped through it and found some questionable material. I kind of fell in love with the book anyway since I have the most boring, yet frequent dreams ever. So clearly, I'm fascinated by people who actually dream they're giving their graduation speech when they all of a sudden realize they're naked. (I just flipped to a page and its explanation for dreaming of a parrot is this: Repeating without judgment what others have said; accepting or copying something without evaluating it. Hmmmm... yeah. OK.)

Anyway, all of that to say, I finally got to put this book to good use.




{This is the card I made for my sweetheart.}

Blessings and warmth,
Merry weekend.