Friday, February 15, 2008

When satellite goes bad

We’ve been having trouble this week with our satellite connection. The connection speed has slowed down to SLOWER THAN DIAL-UP! So frustrating, so no blogging. Isn’t it funny how fast luxuries become necessities? I’m so spoiled. It’s an amazing thing to be able to have access to the world wide web at any speed, actually, when you think about it. So I shouldn’t complain. But I was really happily surprised when this photo uploaded without timing out on me!

Earlier in the week predicted a couple of nights in the 20’s for us, and I knew these pretty little flowers might be all brown the next morning, so I went out in the yard and the pasture in the drizzling rain and cut bunches of them to bring in and put in vases so we could enjoy them longer. The little white ones, the paperwhites, are unbelievably fragrant. I’m very grateful for the way they mask almost completely the smell of wet dog when Henry, Trixie and I come in from a rainy walk.

Tomorrow I’ll try to post some more painting pictures for you, even if it takes all afternoon for them to upload!

Tuesday, February 12, 2008

I have been painting!

Winter Evening Glow - work in progress ...

I the midst of very busy days, I am making time to paint. One of my professional goals this year is to keep up a constant presence with my paintings on eBay.

My last auction ended several days ago, so I’m trying furiously to get this one finished and listed. So I’m going to get back to work now ... thanks for checking in!

Saturday, February 9, 2008

Equine Encounter

AUTHOR’S NOTE: After I finished this post and previewed it, I thought to myself, Hey, this is kind of in the style of some of The Pioneer Woman’s posts. OK, so it’s totally in her style ... I hope nobody thinks I’m ripping her off!

Just now my husband sat down to look at it, and said, "Hey, you’re totally ripping off Pioneer Woman!”

I said, “I know, I know! I didn’t mean to!” I really didn’t mean to. I love Pioneer Woman.

Oh well. Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery, right? And maybe if I put enough links to her blog, she won’t get miffed. Right?

This old guy, retired from his horsely duties, hangs out in the expansive pasture across the road. Sometimes he'll be way off in the distance, sometimes right by the road, sometimes by himself, sometimes in a group of other younger horses - he’s even been known to mix it up with the cows from time to time:

He spends a lot of his free time munching yummy pasture grass, taking a break now and them for some freestyle frolicking :

and sometimes he can be seen just standing contemplatively under a pecan tree while a breeze blows his mane around his face.

Yep, he’s a real renaissance horse ... a horse for all seasons.

Yesterday on my after dinner walk with the dogs, here he was, right by the fence, dramatically backlit by the setting sun and all, so of course I had to stop for an impromptu photo shoot.

Hey, whatcha got there?

Is that a CAMERA? Are you gonna take my PICTURE?

Hold on, let me go over here and strike a pose!

Here’s the noble steed, bravely preparing to valiantly carry the White Knight courageously into battle!

Am I handsome or what?

Hey ... um ... could I get some 8 x 10’s of that for my grandkids?

Thursday, February 7, 2008

Blast from the Past

The Edge of the Canyon ©2005 Karen Mathison Schmidt
9 x 12 • acrylic on wood panel
private collection (Mitcham, Surrey, UK)

While I’m working on house matters, and trying to have patience concerning financing, I thought I would show you this one from 2005. I love this picture ... I used acrylic glazes on top of one another to create the different colors. Seeing the piece in person, the effect was almost like stained glass. This little painting now lives in England.


Tuesday, February 5, 2008

Gearing up for spring

Our new stove was delivered on Saturday! Not to say that cooking with the microwave, toaster oven, crock pot and camp stove for 7 months hasn’t been fun and everything, but I would just like to let out a hearty, “WA-HOO!”

Anyway, getting the new stove in place has inspired me to gear things up around here, so we’ve been unpacking boxes that have been sitting “in storage” upstairs for weeks (nay, months) and finding places to put things away. In a few cases, I would open a box, look in it and think why the heck are we keeping this? So there was a Goodwill pile and a Salvation Army pile and a trash pile. My mom came over Saturday and helped by cleaning out and washing the inside of some of the kitchen cupboards I’ve been putting off. (When we moved in I cleaned just enough space for us to have a little room for our dishes and some pantry space - why go overboard, you know?)

I organized a staging area for our trash and recycling (a place to keep it until we take it to the compactor site.) I even cleaned up the breakfast nook, a.k.a. my “temporary” office space, which had gotten quite out of control.

And while I’ve been engaged in a flurry of organizing activity inside, look what happened when I wasn’t looking:

Yes, whilst Pioneer Woman and her clan are playing in the snow and feeding their horses in snow covered pastures, our paperwhites are busy blooming their little heads off out in the pasture. I just love living in the South! And I love flowers you don’t have to plant or water or anything. Well, I guess you do have to plant these if you don’t having any growing around, but then you don’t have to do much of anything and they just keep on coming back! These were planted several generations back, I think. Maybe longer. I wonder if the person who planted them thought about us here in the future, being blessed by the fruits of their labor?

I feel inspiration coming on ... I think it’s time to paint!
For the Beauty of the Earth

For the beauty of the earth,
for the glory of the skies,
for the love which from our birth
over and around us lies;
Lord of all, to thee we raise
this our hymn of grateful praise.

For the beauty of each hour
of the day and of the night,
hill and vale, and tree and flower,
sun and moon, and stars of light;
Lord of all, to thee we raise
this our hymn of grateful praise.

For the joy of ear and eye,
for the heart and mind's delight,
for the mystic harmony,
linking sense to sound and sight;
Lord of all, to thee we raise
this our hymn of grateful praise.

For the joy of human love,
brother, sister, parent, child,
friends on earth and friends above,
for all gentle thoughts and mild;
Lord of all, to thee we raise
this our hymn of grateful praise.

For thy church, that evermore
lifteth holy hands above,
offering up on every shore
her pure sacrifice of love;
Lord of all, to thee we raise
this our hymn of grateful praise.

For thyself, best Gift Divine,
to the world so freely given,
for that great, great love of thine,
peace on earth, and joy in heaven:
Lord of all, to thee we raise
this our hymn of grateful praise.

Text: (1864) Folliot S. Pierpoint
Music: (1838) Conrad Kocher; Arr. by W.H. Monk

Saturday, February 2, 2008

One Gigantic Art Project

Well, folks, we’re ready to really begin our grand restoration adventure! It looks like next week we’re finally going to be able to start taking some major steps toward turning Edgewood from this:

back into this, its former glory:

(these last 2 pics are circa 1989, almost 20 years ago!)

As you can see, we’ve got a lot of work ahead of us ... I’m trying to think of it as a giant art project. I’ll keep you posted as we go along.

Good night, all!