You know I work with homeless addicts. Sometimes the work is frustrating, or funny, or heartwarming, but one day last week it was truly harrowing: One of our clients was detoxing from heroin.
As I have written several times lately, I was raised in St. Louis. Police action in one of our suburbs, Ferguson (yes, legally it’s a small town, but it’s really a suburb of St. Louis), has been the center of protests around the world over the past week, but especially in the U.S. The night it was announced the officer would not face criminal charges for killing a young man, different parts of the city – literally – burned. Cars and buildings were on fire and in other ways destroyed and fire crews couldn’t get to them for the force and crush of people on the streets.
When I started to get to know my husband’s family, I realized that I would become the family crocheter. His grandmother had done it before, and had crocheted the family all kinds of gifts, slippers and hats – she even crocheted a blanked for him (or his mother) to give to the woman who would become his wife (me). It’s quite precious.
After a difficult afternoon dealing with prospective landlords and realtors, as well as the fear that we may not find anything in time, I took to the soothing process of Art Journaling. Just a bit, with simple materials of markers, pens, and pastels.
I have a paint question for you. There is a sign painted on plywood that my guild used during the Ren Fair that had our name and a cute picture on it. We’ve decided to paint over it, and I have volunteered to do that. My question is this:
What is a good paint to use on plywood that is outside?
Nothing that will run or wash away, and something that takes to wood. I will be posting pictures as I work on this project: Thank you for your help!
In my guild at the Ren Fair, we’re going to make t-shirts and stuff for this year’s cast. This past week, we were presented with the opportunity to come up with a new slogan which would require a new image. (Our guild chief got conked in the back of a head during the keg toss – and he was a good 20 feet away.) We were talking about other slogans, kind of playing on that incident (which could have been horrible but wasn’t,) and I drew a few sketches of a sheep in a kilt to work with it.
I don’t know if they will be used and I’m trying to surrender any expectations I have to that end, but it felt nice to do. I’ve never tried to draw anything for anything other than my own enjoyment before. (Perhaps for good reason.. 🙂
I even gave them both names.