MUSEUM ADVOCACY DAY

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Over 250 museum advocates from around the country will gather in Washington, D.C. to make the case to Congress that museums are essential, especially in educating our youth.

If you can’t make it to Washington, D.C., that’s okay.  We advocate and support from anywhere!  Even from home!

Please take a moment today to share this on facebook and twitter:  #museumsadvocacy

Just copy and paste on your facebook wall or in your twitter account.  This small gesture will increase the awareness for museums all over the country.

January 2015 at the Wichita Art Museum.

Museums have a rightful place in our communities.  They aid in children’s education, and to be quite honest, I learn something new every time I visit a museum.  Our Wichita Art Museum has been a treasure since 1935.  Please visit their facebook page at https://www.facebook.com/WichitaArtMuseum and tell them Linda Palmer sent you!  Let them know you read about Museum Advocacy Day here on my blog.  What is going on this week at the Wichita Art Museum?

Chipping the Block, Painting the Silk: The Color Prints of Norma Bassett Hall

Guest-curated by Dr. Joby Patterson, Chipping the Block is the first one-woman exhibition of artist Norma Bassett Hall’s work since her death in 1957.

Born in Oregon, Bassett Hall studied at the Portland Art Association and the Art Institute of Chicago. In 1922, she married Arthur Hall, who had been a fellow student at the Art Institute, and the couple settled in El Dorado, Kansas.

It was during these early years in Kansas that Bassett Hall explored the artistic possibilities of woodblock printing. 1930 marked the launch of the Prairie Print Makers, with Bassett Hall as the only female founding member. In her work, Hall employed line, color, and pattern with delicate skill, using up to seven blocks for each print.

On view in the Kurdian Gallery.

 Maybe we should develop a Crayola bomb as our next secret weapon. A happiness weapon. A beauty bomb. And every time a crisis developed, we would launch one. It would explode high in the air — explode softly — and send thousands, millions, of little parachutes into the air. Floating down to earth — boxes of Crayolas. And we wouldn’t go cheap, either — not little boxes of eight. Boxes of sixty-four, with the sharpener built right in. With silver and gold and copper, magenta and peach and lime, amber and umber and all the rest. And people would smile and get a little funny look on their faces and cover the world with imagination.  – Robert Fulghum

The Ulrich Museum on the campus of Wichita State University is a great place to go, especially when your funds are a bit low.  All of their events and showings are free of charge.  And what’s on the schedule for this week?

THURSDAY, FEBRUARY 26
6 P.M. PROGRAM, 7 P.M. RECEPTION
IN LIVING COLOR ART HISTORY TALK: Dr. Brittany Lockard
No Defense of Abstract Art: A Brief History of the Non-representational

Alfred H. Barr, the first director of the Museum of Modern Art in New York, famously said, “Abstract art today needs no defense. It has become one of the many ways to paint or carve or model. But it is not yet a kind of art which people like without some study and some sacrifice of prejudice.” In this curatorial talk, Dr. Brittany Lockard will discuss the history and development of abstraction, and how to read and evaluate art that uses line, shape, and color as subject matter.

Without awareness, appreciation and advocacy these programs would not be possible.  Visit your local art museum today and let them know you support them.  🙂

 

 

 

 

 

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INSPIRE YOUR HEART WITH ART DAY

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I’ll bet if I were to ask each person individually what real art is, I’d get as many answers as there are individuals.  That’s the beauty of art – there are different types of art because there are so many types of people with varied tastes.

Today is INSPIRE YOUR HEART WITH ART DAY!!!

When I think of art for my heart, I imagine myself not in a gallery, theatre, cinema or music venue – but in my prayer closet.  You see, if I was to go to one of those other places, I could soak up the art and it would be pleasing to my mind for a short while – but that is short-lived and I am hungering and thirsting for more.

 Prayer does not change God, but it changes him who prays.  – Søren Kierkegaard

If I seek the Lord in my prayer closet, it’s a wonderful conversation.  Unlike the shocking art you see more and more in our world, God’s love is soothing to the mind and heart.  I’m reassured of His love and it makes me feel secure to know He will not change, no matter how much me and my environment do.

EXERCISE FOR YOUR HEART

Life is short, and Art is long.  – Nathaniel Hawthorne, London, September 29, 1855,  Passages from the English Note-Books, 1870

We can’t be sure what we will experience from man, but we can be very sure of what we will experience with our Father in heaven.  He loves us so much and wants only the best for us.  I think the key to getting the most out of this day is being selective about the art – and the art form we choose.  I choose prayer because I cannot imagine that any other venue could possibly do my heart so much good.

The art that does my heart the most good is by Thomas Kinkade.  Mr. Kinkade died on April 6, 2012 under very sad circumstances.  I’m not his (or anyone else’s) judge, merely an admirer of his work.  His art and writings live on to encourage and inspire my heart and the hearts of many others.  My favorite painting is “The Bridge of Hope”.  It reminds me that I was on one side of the bridge with my family, but they have gone on to heaven and I’m still here.  I’m here on the other side of the bridge now without them, but I know God is by my side and He will give me just what I need, when I need it – to live a life pleasing to Him.  One day I will cross the bridge too. 

 

VIOLIN DAY

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If you were in your school’s orchestra and happened to play the violin, your parents were saints!  When a person is first learning to play the violin, it can sound like fingernails on a chalkboard!  It was bad enough for my parents to have to hear me practice the piano, but there is nothing like the sound of a budding violinist!  But once you get past that stage, with encouragement, practice, love, and fiddle camp, this can happen:

Or this:

Today is VIOLIN DAY!  I played the clarinet in many orchestras and got to see the instruction given violinists.  It’s interesting to watch the unspoken language between the conductor and the first chair violinist.  So much goes on in the orchestra that most people aren’t privy to.  It’s not as easy as they make it look – trust me.

This is precious – I love to watch the little ones, don’t you?

I know – this was 8 years ago – but one thing is for sure – now he is potty trained!

A painter paints pictures on canvas. But musicians paint their pictures on silence.  – Leopold Stokowski

This blows me away – such beauty from one so young!

There is no shortage of young talent on You Tube!  Listen to this!

Honestly, at 7 years old, I was out making mud pies after the rain!  I’d like to say that experience helped my culinary skills, but I still have not made my own pie crust – shhh…  don’t tell!

I’m so impressed with the talents of these youngsters, but to be honest, my musical taste veers toward the “fiddle” sort of violin.  There’s an old musician’s joke:

What’s the difference between a fiddle and a violin?  You don’t spill beer on a violin!

Yee-haw!  Let’s go to the Grand Ole Opry! 

Here he is on his own front porch:

Dang, boy!!!

Nailed it!  Does she have a country soul, or what?

He will be playing at barn dances – probably already does!

There’s a thin line between country fiddlin’ and Celtic fiddlin’…  learn to play those rolls an’ there ya go!!!

Makes me want to put my clogs on!  Wait…  I don’t have clogs.  How about fuzzy socks?

Bravo to all the young talent around the world!  Your talent does not go unnoticed and we appreciate the contribution you make to our lives!

Silent Night…  Holy Night.  That about says it all…

I wish you a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year.  A safe, peace-filled, worry-free, no-stress, love-enriched New Year.  May God bless you as only He can.  🙂

If you are looking for a perfect Christmas gift, may I suggest a new devotional book by Lucinda Berry Hill?  Everyone needs a new devotional book to begin the new year!

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Click on the link below to order your copy!

http://bookstore.westbowpress.com/Products/SKU-000952694/A-Second-Cup-with-Jesus.aspx

WRITE A LETTER DAY

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I want to quickly acknowledge Pearl Harbor Day and thank our wonderful Veterans of WWII for their service.  Since I wrote about it last year, this year’s post will be about a different subject, but ironically, I will talk about my mother and her beautiful handwriting in the 1940’s.

My handwriting will never come close to the work of art that mama’s was.  As I read through the letters she wrote to my daddy while he was serving in the Navy, I can only close my eyes and imagine her sitting at her roll-top desk thinking about the man she loved and smiling as she wrote.  I don’t handle those letters much anymore as I’m afraid they will begin to crumble.  I know what is in them though and they are precious to me.

Today is WRITE A LETTER DAY.  We have all gotten so spoiled by the ease with which we can communicate electronically.  In moments we can shoot an email or send a text.  The sheer convenience is astounding – who would NOT get hooked on it?  Well, my mom was never tempted by computers.  At 82 years old, she summed up her feelings about computers:

I’ll never own one of those machines.  They will eliminate all common courtesies in life, such as a hand-written thank you note, a well thought out love letter, or the precious keepsake that is a hand-written recipe card for your mother’s favorite casserole.  – Betty Joe Turner

She meant what she said.  Maybe I’m biased (ya think?), but I think she’s right.  We have lost some common courtesies along the way.  I was thinking about the last note I sent – it was a get-well note to my best friend.  I could have whipped out a Hallmark greeting card on my computer, but I just felt led to make it a hand-written note.  There’s something about a person making it their own, with their own handwriting.  It means more.

So today, think about a letter you could, or should write.  There’s no better time than now to sit down at your desk with a pen (make sure it works), stationery and a cup of coffee to keep your brain firing as you write!

If you can’t think of anyone to write to, may I suggest that you pray about it.  God will surely bring a friend or loved one to your remembrance.  There’s probably somebody who needs to hear from you today.  Of course, if you mail that letter, they won’t hear from you today – but you know what I mean. 

Remember all the little things you learned back in handwriting class (or maybe they don’t teach it anymore) – elbow on the desk, paper slanted and hold the pen loosely so you don’t get writer’s cramps.  Don’t just write with your fingers – use your whole arm.  If you use the proper technique, you won’t get so tired.

I’ll never have the handwriting my mama had – it was really cursive – like drawing on paper.  I have a sort of write some and print some type of deal going on.  LOL!  But I keep practicing and trying to write like mama did.  ❤

If you are looking for a perfect Christmas gift, may I suggest a new devotional book by Lucinda Berry Hill?  Everyone needs a new devotional book to begin the new year!

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Click on the link below to order your copy!

http://bookstore.westbowpress.com/Products/SKU-000952694/A-Second-Cup-with-Jesus.aspx 

 

VISIT A CEMETERY DAY

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My father died very suddenly at 63… For a long time afterward, I’d ask myself, Why didn’t I ask him to play golf more?  Why didn’t I spend more time with him? …  There’s nothing you can do about it.  So you just forge on.  – Clint Eastwood

My daddy died at age 63 also – weird.  I called him at the hospital the evening before he died.  I suggested that mom and I should come visit, but he insisted that we wait until the next day as he was scheduled for surgery.  He died during the night – I wish we had made the trip to the hospital to visit him.  But – we do indeed have to forge on and find a way to forgive ourselves.

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Today is VISIT A CEMETERY DAY!!!  There are more obvious days to visit our loved one’s final resting places – like Memorial Day, but today is a day to set aside to honor our loved ones again.  Even though those who have passed do not know we visit them, we know.  It’s important to honor them in any way we can.  On occasion I like to visit cemeteries to photograph unique gravestones and read epitaphs in an effort to know the ones buried there.

I am a confessed taphophile  (“taph” from the Greek for tomb and “philia” meaning an inordinate fondness).  The art involved in engraving gravestones fascinates me.  My husband and I have purchased our plots and our gravestone.  These days, a gravestone is a personal expression of who you were in life.  When a person reads your stone, they should get some idea of what your values and personality was – would you agree?   My husband had his badge engraved on his side and I had an angel and the treble clef  first line of the song PRECIOUS LORD, TAKE MY HAND engraved on my side.  We also had our names (obviously) and wedding date engraved.  There was not much space left – especially on my side.  LOL!  Once I can no longer speak, I want that stone to speak for me.

Everything comes to pass, nothing comes to stay.  – Matthew Flickstein

Taphophilia involves epitaphs, gravestone rubbing, photography, art and history of famous deaths.  Many taphophiles enjoy walking cemeteries to find lost relatives.  They are the ones who are seriously engaged in genealogy.

The cemetery my folks are in is cared for and has large, mature trees.  It’s beautiful year around but especially in the spring and fall.  Shortly after my mom died, we bought a cement bench with a verse engraved on it.  We put it next to my folk’s graves.  I don’t go there to sit and chat with them like I thought I would, but it’s nice to know I could if I wanted to.  I’ve had a few picnic lunches with them, I admit.  I know they are not there – they are in heaven with Jesus.  I would never wish them back here after seeing the pain they suffered.  In heaven they are young and in no pain.  I miss them but I’ll see them again one day.  ❤

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What was your parent’s favorite song?  My dad used to sing this to my mom all the time:

It makes me smile to think Daddy might be singing this to Mama in heaven…  hmm – now that’s different, huh?

Hey – on a fun note – Halloween is around the corner.  Have you ever wanted to know how to make those spooky tombstones?  I’d probably make one that was funny – but that’s just me – LOL!  Here’s a tutorial on those tombstones:

 

 

 

 

 

ON THIS DAY IN HISTORY

ON THIS DAY IN HISTORY

MAKE ME LAUGH
August 13th 1997 was South Park’s TV début on Comedy Central.   I’m less than impressed with South Park.

Foul language does not shock me. If you use it to my face, I won’t look at you with my mouth gaping open and my hand covering it – you will, however, get my UGLY look. Trust me, if I give it to you, you will know you are getting it!

People who choose to use foul language strike me as unimaginative, uncreative, uneducated, undignified and possess very little command over the English language. A truly funny person does not have to lean on that weary crutch to get laughs. The test of comedy is to leave out the offensive word. If the word is left out, is the joke still just as funny (or maybe even funnier)? Then why stoop to that level?  Comedians refer to this brash type of comedy as EDGY. I think it just STINKS.

There are a handful of comedians who have not caved under the pressure of those who choose to take EDGY AVENUE. Of course my mind goes back to the day of Minnie Pearl and Archie Campbell. Yes, I really liked Hee Haw, I admit it. But that was the kind of comedy that required some real talent. My favorite bit was when Archie told the story of Rindercella, but I like all the bedtime stories for adults.

A real comedian is one who knows their strengths and weaknesses. They capitalize on both because they rely on intellect. There is still an audience for the people who choose to take the high road and be funny without using foul language. It’s just not needed!

I’m thankful for comedians like Archie Campbell who used pure talent to make people laugh.

The words you say are either a gift to the recipient or they equal stinky, breath-stealing mildew. Words are important; they matter. I get that they have a “Constitutional right” to say what they want, but I wish comedians would just make me laugh without making me want to hurl. :-/

I STILL BELIEVE AS I GRIEVE

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THE FRIDAY BEFORE DAD'S DAYGod can use anything to inspire a blog post! Yesterday I was reading through my news feed on facebook and noticed a post about how in days gone by, people who are left-handed were thought to be evil. I honestly did not know that. I knew that life for a southpaw was more difficult because let’s face it – it is a right-handed person’s world. Daddy used to tell me that it took him twice as long to learn how to use scissors – because when he was a kid there was no such thing as scissors for left-handed people. I remember thinking that was very mean and cruel. Daddy also told me that in school they tried to get him to do things with his right hand. He just refused to conform. Yep – that’s my dad! Left-handed and darned proud of it!

Evil, huh? Wow. That seems extreme to me. How could anyone think someone was evil just because they favor their left hand? That’s crazy.

Here are the real facts:

  • 10% of people are left-handed according to a report by Scientific American.
  • Geniuses are more likely to be left-handed – 20% of the top scoring SAT takers are left-handed.
  • 31% of Major League Baseball pitchers are left-handed.
  • Of the last 5 Presidents, 3 were lefties – Obama, Clinton and Bush Sr.
  • All lefties: Albert Einstein, Bill Gates, Barak Obama, Bill Clinton, Oprah Winfrey, Leonardo da Vinci

I’m proud to say that my dad was a lefty and even though he did not go beyond the Eighth Grade in school, he pursued so many avenues in life! He went to school and earned a license to sell real estate. He took courses at night to learn specialized carpentry skills and made a very good living as a finish carpenter. In that way he combined his art with cabinetry. He made a living doing what he enjoyed most. He loved art and wood was his medium.

I love you and miss you like crazy daddy!