Doodle Windows

We have these curved windows in our house that I am not sure how to dress.i do not care for the 80's fan blinds much, attempted a stained glass thing (failure), but really did not want it empty. 

When I taught middle school art years ago, we did some really cool window art that let the light shine through the negative spaces of the designs..,

http://tabithaannthelostsock.blogspot.com/2012_09_01_archive.html?m=1

This was my design for classroom window, poster board with cut out designs. 

My home-----

(Above: circles in various sizes with patterns in between)

Inspired my above design. 

I had white acrylic paint and little bitty brushes. I love to doodle... So, I did it. 

The first window I did, months back in kitchen. 

Succulents above entry. 

Laundry room window. 

Jeremiah 17: 7-8 Spirit illustration

 

Jeremiah 17:7-8

Amplified Bible (AMP)

^"[Most] blessed is the man who believes in, trusts in, and relies on the Lord,

 and whose hope and confidence the Lord is.

For he shall be like a tree planted by the waters that spreads out its roots by the river; and it shall not see and fear when heat comes; but its leaf shall be green. It shall not be anxious and full of care in the year of drought, nor shall it cease yielding fruit."

 

Above 1: After Sharpie doodle

Above 2: After colored pencil shading and highlighting

 

Usually I get ideas by being inspired by music, quotes, my surroundings, or other artists work. 

I was very inspired by this Del Barber poster I found online...

I loved the layers of the subdued colors stacked together with the texture defining brown lines on all the objects. I was fascinated by the way they exposed the layers of dirt below to show the roots and it reminded me of how we should root ourselves in Christ... or we will be fearful & fruitless.

So, I used the verse in Jeremiah for my Biblical Inspiration.

 

As an art teacher, I just got done teaching my students about Paper Cut-Out method done by Henri Matisse. So, I decided to use the paper cut out to get the layers I wanted of the background paper to doodle on top of. 

I started with manilla for my foreground (tree trunk and dirt), 

then brown (leaves, nest, grass, and roots), 

pink (bird and fruit),

baby blue (water), 

and finally sage green (background sky). 

You can see some of the Matisse lessons we did here if desired on my LostSock Art Teacher Blog...

http://tabithaannthelostsock.blogspot.com/2014/04/matisse-inspired-lessons.html

After I glued down the paper cut-outs, I then used Sharpies (brown, green, and rasperry) to doodle the texture on each part. After the doodle, I used colored pencils to add shading and highlights to the landscape. For the final step, I used this iridescent paper that I have been hording since childhood to cut a piece just right to layer over my water. 

I enjoyed this process so much I am planning on making more in the very near future!

Now you can too!

You are a beautiful MasterPiece, created by the Master of All Masters

Beautiful Me...

After speaking to a lot of young ladies at the 

"Beautiful You" Slumber Party

http://thelostsocklife.blogspot.com/2013/05/fashion-week-2.html

I started to really think about the words God put in my heart before I spoke...

I am usually a blubbering fool when it comes to talking about myself.

I try not to talk about myself unless somebody asks or seems interested, 

but once they do... sometimes it is hard for me to put on the breaks.

I was flattered to be asked to talk this past weekend about fashion to the MMS FCA girls.

But, before I spoke at this event, I prayed for God to give me His words instead of my own.

And...since I am boasting in Him, I think We did very well!

2 Corinthians 12:9

And He said to me, "My grace is sufficient for you, for power is perfected in weakness." Most gladly therefore, I will rather boast about my weaknesses, s that the power of Christ may dwell in me.

As I spoke to the girls on the topic of personal style and confidence,

I looked at their unique faces, smiles, bodies, clothes...

 He revealed through me that each one of them was created by the same Master, 

yet they are all so different. 

It is not right for us to compare ourselves to others 

just as it is wrong to talk bad about ourselves. 

Both are insults to the Creator Himself. 

We are not made to critique our Maker.

Would it be respectful to point out Van Gogh or DaVinci's mistakes in their Master Works?

We have no place or right to since we are not better than them...

If God is the ultimate Creator of all, Master of all Masters, Molder of Da Vinci and Van Gogh's creative minds and hands...

then we, as His creation, are ultimately 

MARVELOUS MASTER PIECES!

For us to deny this does not make us humble or wise, but contrarily makes us shrink God and his design.

He made us unique, with love, with detail, with care.

The very way we were created is a gift from Him.

Every fold in every mold, every brushstroke's visibility in us is just an evident mark or our Maker!

If your earthly Father gave you a very special gift that was priceless and could not be recreated,

would you care for it, keep it clean, and out of harm's way... 

 or toss it around in neglect letting it get scratched, stained, and ruined?

Of course we would LOVE IT and care for it!

If we neglect this gift of creation, we are like spoiled children of a loving Father neglecting His design that He made uniquely for us and nobody else.

One masterpiece cannot be compared to another. This is what makes them so special.

So, in turn we should not compare ourselves to others. Trying to live up to or become another person will drive you nowhere but to failure and vane depression.

Does Mona Lisa say to Starry Nights, "I wish I looked like you!"?

There is no way to compare the two unique Masterpieces...

So, it is time to admit it and accept it, 

You are absolutely Marvelously Made!

Clouds in my Coffee... obsession with marvelous mugs!

I am not sure when, but somewhere in my adulthood I became obsessed with unique coffee cups.

My coffee time has become very important to me as a mother.

It is just that...MY coffee TIME!

It is time to be away from the kids, the noise, the crying, and the world 

and just disappear into relaxation and meditation.

COFFEE POEM

by Tabitha Seaton

It is the first thing I think about when I wake up.

This is the time I pick out my favorite cup.

I pick the cup that sets the mood for the day.

I don't want a set, I want an array.

It is a time for me to be alone in the midst of the daybreak

I slowly nurse my cup enjoying each sip I take.

I feel the creamy sweetness go down

while a smile of comfort is born from a frown.

I put on my face and curl up my hair

lifting my voice in a dawn prayer.

The clouds in my coffee go up with my voice

carried away to my idol of choice.

Spending time with my Father in the morning so still, 

I awoke so empty and He begins to fill.

I sip and I talk with Him about my concerns

as each drop of coffee down my through softly burns.

I drink away my mug till the last drop is gone

starting my way to a new dawn.

I started it off right with my cup and my Maker, 

 When my morning was shaky, He was the breaker.

This will be a good day ahead of me

as I look at my beautiful mug happily.

________________________________________________

Hold you applause please and continue reading...

I want more mugs!

Yes, every store I enter that may have a mug

I set my eyes for the prize.

It has to have that certain flair that make this girl smile. 

I don't want it to be super silly in a cheap comedy way, NO NO...

That's not me.

I want it to just be beautiful or be unique.

I like them to have a story or spark a memory of mine from the past...

The mug just has to do something other than be a vessel for my drink.

Here are some mugs that I would like to own one day...

http://www.trendhunter.com/trends/matryoshka-teapot

http://www.amazon.com/dp/B0017YZAYO/?creative=395097&smid=ATVPDKIKX0DER&ref=asc_df_B0017YZAYO2471816

See more on my Pinterest!

http://pinterest.com/tabbyanny/mugs-i-love/

I do not want to drink from the same mug everyday!

How boring is that!?

I like to pick a size, shape, color, form, or whatever to set my day in the right direction.

These are some mugs I currently possess that I love...

Large Owl mug- Peir 1 Imports

Children's Cow mug- Canton Tradedays

Retro Flower mug- Target

Stein mug- Uniques and Antiques of Mineola

Apple Mug (seen below as well)- Cracker Barrel

WOoden Giraffe mug- from my friend Cara on her Africa trip

HillBilly mug- Antique store in Tomball, Texas

Maw Mug- lost track...

My New French Provincial Mug from Target

                                                                     Maw and Pa Mugs

I want to thank my talented photographer, Shannon Seaton, 

 for always putting up with my hair brain photo ideas.

I know he is totally and continually annoyed, but does it cause he loves me.

Right honey?....

 

PS. I love me some flavored cream. When it comes to coffee, it's the only way I go. 

A little coffee with my cream!

See what I started doing with my creamer bottles when I am done...

http://thelostsocklife.blogspot.com/2013/03/coffee-creamer-pals.html

Blessed Blogging!

Lord, Bless the work of my hands...

Lord Bless the Work of my Hands...

I finally illustrated this verse that I discovered yeas ago while working on

my autobiographical SuperTab comic. 

See it here...

http://thelostsocklife.blogspot.com/2013/03/supertab-autobiographical-comic-of-my.html

I had gone through a real spiritual high where I felt like God was instructing me or commissioning me to do work for him using my gift he gave me. I had been working so hard on taking my experience with Christ and putting it out there visually for others to see. I was sharing me testimony through my art.

At one point, I had completed my last piece of my testimonial puzzle and was going through a creative dry spot. I wanted so badly to continue working creatively for Him, but felt as though his instruction has stopped. So, I went through a period of just illustrating verses and writing and illustration poetry inspired by my faith walk. Although these were sincere to me, they felt like works of my own rather than before, they felt like works from the Spirit through me.

It was a time for me to realize that there are seasons in our walk.. 

  

Ecclesiastes 3
  1There is an appointed time for everything. And there is a time for every event under heaven—
2A time to give birth and a time to die;
  A time to plant and a time to uproot what is planted.
3A time to kill and a time to heal;  A time to tear down and a time to build up.
4A time to weep and a time to laugh;  A time to mourn and a time to dance.
5A time to throw stones and a time to gather stones;  A time to embrace and a time to shun embracing.
6A time to search and a time to give up as lost;  A time to keep and a time to throw away.
7A time to tear apart and a time to sew together;  A time to be silent and a time to speak.
8A time to love and a time to hate;  A time for war and a time for peace.

So, the Lord was wanting me to refill my cup.
I had poured so much out of myself, that he needed to fill me back up.
But still, I am the type of person that cannot creatively sit still.
I call it my Art ADD.

So, this is when I decided to create my Autobiographical comic.
I love so many of these that other people have created.

I had read 100 Demons, by Lynda Barry a couple years back.
I laughed at so many of her stories about her crazy childhood that it inspired me to do one for myself.
But at the time when I read it, I felt like my life did not have an inspirational bone in it.
I needed substance.

But, years later, I had something to write about!

God had moved in my life so marvelously, that it was all I wanted to do was share. 

So off I went, writing SUPERTAB!

But I just got this unsure feeling that it was not what God instructed me to do. 

So, I went to Him in prayer asking Him if this is what He wanted. 

(silence... crickets chirping... more silence)...

I was not getting an answer. 

So, I went back to my old high school tricks...

I held a pen, grabbed some paper, and closed my eyes...

I told God that I was trusting Him to write through me an answer or a verse for my peace.

What I ended up getting was a shaky "DEUT  2 7"...

I was very unfamiliar,,, so i looked it up.

It read, 

"The LORD your God has blessed you in all the work of your hands. He has watched over your journey through this vast wilderness. These forty years the LORD your God has been with you, and you have not lacked anything."

So, to me, that was my answer. He was going to bless the work I made in my time of "wilderness". 

This was the time that I was dry of ideas, walking through a vast empty place of inspiration. 

So, I felt like from this, My Father was giving me permission to work creatively on my own and still be blessed. So, I make sure that what I create is still a reflection of He who gave me that ability to do it. 

It read,