Rainey Daze and Crazy Nights

Poetry, Paintings, and Ponderings: Through My Eyes

Snow Limerick February 13, 2014

There once was a snow storm in the south

It hit us like a punch in the mouth

We bought milk and bread

then hunkered down in bed

awaiting the thaw of the south.

Majestic

 

 

 

 

Head and Heart November 23, 2013

my head is full

of past mistakes

things left unsaid

words spewed in anger

and deeds I’d rather forget.

my heart is full

of unrequited love

wounds self-inflicted

slights large and small

and love I’ll never regret.

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Close to Perfection October 27, 2013

Fall Day and Night 2013 006Yesterday was magical. It was as close to a perfect day as you could ever desire. If you read my post yesterday, you know it began with coffee and quiet reflection before the sun rose. I then fell back asleep, which I guess I needed. I had peaceful dreams and awoke feeling refreshed. I did a quick house cleaning and washed a few clothes. (So, okay, in a perfect world those things wouldn’t need to be done, but I did say it was CLOSE to perfect.)

I spent the rest of the morning and afternoon painting. I put Pandora Radio on my Kindle and listened to The Tallest Man on Earth, Gordon Lightfoot, Incubus, Mumford and Sons, Fun., Blind Melon, and many others, old and new. The air was cold, but I painted on my back porch anyway. I love a crisp fall day! While painting, I used textures for the first time. I love the look of a textured painting, but I’ve never tried it. It turned out  pretty good for my first try. It didn’t even bother me that hubs didn’t like it; I know he is not crazy about a lot of my art, but he is supportive about it. I really like it, and someone already asked to buy it!

As I was winding down my painting, I started a big pot of homemade chili and sent a text to my daughters and daughter in law (What do you call your gay daughter’s significant other? Not sure about that.) inviting them over. I set the chairs up around the fire pit and we had a few beers while eating delicious chili. The night air was cold, but the warmth of the fire kept us toasty.

This is what life is all about.

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Art Festival and Nourishment of My Soul July 29, 2013

Artist at work

Artist at work

Those are panoramic photographs on the right

Those are panoramic photographs on the right

Lots of people!

Lots of people!

Metal art

Metal art

I took a nice, much-needed trip to a festival in the mountains. Seeing the beautiful artwork of others really inspired me. It also made me feel great about my own work. Sometimes I feel like my work is so…untalented…not good enough. I know people TELL me it’s good, but you know how that goes; these people love me (or at least like me and must see me regularly). After seeing the art for sale….that people were BUYING, I feel like my work (some of it) might actually sell in the right market. So I’ve decided to try it. I’m going to complete as many pieces as I can, then sign up for a booth at a local festival.

As for my trip, it helped to clear my head. I’ve been in a fog the last few weeks. Not really depressed, just existing. I’ve just watched the hours turn into days. Now I feel ready to do something. I have a purpose again.

I’m including a few pictures of the festival. It was great! I sat on the sidewalk, eating Thai food, listening to a local band, and watching the people walk by and thought what a wonderful life it would be to travel to various festivals and sell art you lovingly crafted. That fits my ideal lifestyle! I met such interesting people and had great conversations about art and life. My soul feels nourished again.

 

Meet Our Fur Ball, Tucker June 26, 2013

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Meet Tucker. He is a Shih Tzu just like Sophie, and just like Riley was. He is adorable and has a sweet nature, but is feisty enough to hold his own with the “grand-pups” when they come over. I  think it is okay that I am not bonding with him right away like I have my other dogs; he seems to like hubs, and they have bonded nicely. I’m fine with that; I just want the little guy to have the love he deserves. It’s not that I don’t like him; I really do. I just know my heart is not in it. I will grow to love him more because that is my nature; I am and always will be an animal lover.

Sophie is still avoiding Tucker. We are trying to help her out of her depression. The vet said to give her time, and to make sure she gets to do some favorite things. I bought her favorite chew toy today, and she got to go for not one, but TWO rides in the car. She seems content at the moment. As I am typing this, she is lying beside me chewing her toy. Tucker is playing on the floor with hubs, playing tug-of-war.

As for me, I had to get out of the house today. I got up early and went grocery shopping (I know, not exciting, but it gave me something to think about). At 10:00 I broke down. Riley died at 10:00 a week ago today. I also cried when it thundered because Riley was scared of thunder. After multiple breakdowns, we decided I needed a distraction so hubs took me to see a movie and then we went out to eat. It did help, so at the moment I feel more peaceful than I did earlier.

I’ve tried doing art, but it all turns to shit. I cannot force it; art (or writing, for that matter) has to come from somewhere deep inside. Even my photographs seem flat. Hopefully I will find that spark again, because it is the best emotional release I have.

Meet Tucker

 

Moments April 13, 2013

Moments are slipping into memories. Make them worth remembering.

~Rainey

 

 

The End of the Day

 

 

 

 

Gypsy is Home With Paint in Her Hair April 1, 2013

Since I am off work for an entire, glorious, much-needed week, I am giving the gypsy some free rein. Well, as much free rein as I can since I have no money to travel.

So, Small Town me is in the back seat. That’s right, she is no longer in the driver’s seat…for at least a week! I dusted off my paint brushes and turned gypsy loose. My arms, hands, and shoulder length brown hair are streaked with hues of yellow, green and blue. I move between the back porch and my studio, both dogs trailing behind me. I am at my happiest when creating something. I’ve already thrown away two pieces (I’m a little rusty) but I don’t even care! I completed one piece using my wood burning kit and I love it. It’s for my camper. Another piece, seen below, is very vivid and fun. I had a great time painting it and I plan to actually hang this one up in my house! That is something I seldom do for some reason.

I sold another cell phone cover on Society 6! It was created from one of my photographs. It makes me happy to know someone will use something I created. 🙂

I’m trying hard to keep gypsy in control because I need that release right now. Things are not doing well with J. She’s been having cramps and female problems for the past month. They think she might have a cyst and she is taking this very badly. J is an emotional wreck, wanting to talk and dwell over every pain. This is something I just cannot do right now! Don’t get me wrong; I am sympathetic. I had problems when I was younger and had a hysterectomy when I was only 25. It’s just that I need a break, but when I tried to explain that to her she became offended. She has always tried to control things, especially ME. Control is one of her issues. She is trying her hardest to pull me in, but I can’t do it. Not right now. So, I keep my distance.

She just got home from another appointment. She walked in and said accusingly, ” I tried to call you.” Just her tone set me on edge, so without thinking I retorted, “And I didn’t answer.” She glared at me and stomped off. I yelled after her and asked what the doctor said, but she replied, “Never mind now. That’s why I called. I don’t want to talk about it anymore.” And with that, she went to her room and firmly shut the door.

Heavy sigh. Sometimes I cannot win. All I know is I cannot make her happy. It is not my job to make her (or anyone else) happy. So I will go back outside to the porch and turn gypsy loose on that next canvas…

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Gypsy Vs. Small Town Me March 30, 2013

I am so restless. I itch to make things happen, and yet I do nothing. Is it because I am scared? Is it because I am just a lazy dreamer? Is it because I don’t know how to start? I don’t really know.

Am I destined to live my life with this restless spirit, or is there some way I can live this life I have and satisfy my desire to wander? It is like I am two people in one: one reliable person who is the wife and mother living in Small Town, USA. This person baked cookies, made homemade jelly, coached softball, and taught all the neighborhood kids how to create awesome science projects. She desired a house with a big yard and traditional furnishings. She is the good wife, daughter, and mother. The other person inside of me is a gypsy. She doesn’t care about social norms; she lives by her own set of rules. She believes in the spiritual goodness found in nature. Her one desire is to wander the earth to see all there is to see. Her life is found in a traveling caravan. She creates beautiful things just for the sake of beauty.

I know we all have different parts of our personalities, but mine seem to be constantly waging war with one another because they are polar opposites. The older I get, the more Gypsy me tries to take over. It’s like I have been what society expects me to be for as long as I could, and now I feel restless and rebellious to let the ‘real’ me take over. I want to see things, do things, have experiences that Small Town me could never do. Some times I am disgusted by what I allowed myself to become, because it is not the me I hold in my heart.

So, do I just walk away from this life? How do you walk away from a family that  you love? YOU DON’T! So how do you find a peaceful way to allow the Gypsy me to be satisfied without harming the people and life I led? I feel selfish just THINKING these thoughts; I lived my life putting my family before me. I have much to be thankful for; please know I am not complaining nor do I take what I have for granted. I just know this restlessness is not going away…it is growing stronger day by day.

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My Personal Pledge to Thrive March 1, 2013

I choose to not only survive, but thrive.

Today is a clean slate; a fresh start. It is one day closer to the last moments of my life on Earth, so I will make it worthwhile. Whatever this day holds, I will live in the moment and embrace it. When others are negative or have a bad attitude toward me, I will remember that we all live in private pain, so I will respond with kindness and good humor. When I feel burdened by my own private pain, I will remember to breath deeply, listen to music, and spend time outdoors because that always reminds me of the greatness and beauty of this world.

Daisies Make Me Smile

 

 

I Created and They Bought… February 17, 2013

I am amazed. Yesterday, I placed some of my photos online to sell and I have already sold TWO! One is a small print and the other is an Iphone case. The company makes most of the money, but i don’t even care. To me, this is not about money. It  just blows me away that someone would PAY MONEY for something I created! WOW! The creative side of me is doing  a happy dance (it looks like a cross between The Harlem Shake, Gangnam Style, and a life-ending seizure) and hyperventilating…