Tuesday, September 28, 2010

Granddaddy knows how to get there



Our group of bloggers from Artfire is hosting a special event. Each blogger posts an article about CANDY to the delight of our readers! Click on the BLOGFIRE logo above to find a quick list of all our articles.

My candy story comes from my childhood when Granddaddy would visit. He would ask "Have you ever been to the Big Rock Candy Mountain?" We hadn't, so he made a promise to take us. We'd keep asking him "where is the Big Rock Candy Mountain? is it near us? can we go there now?" and he'd gather up a small troop of kids and load us in the car.

Granddaddy would drive around the block several times singing the old hobo song "Big Rock Candy Mountain". Sometimes, he'd say that he missed it, and turn around. We were sure that he didn't know where the BRCM was. But he kept a big smile and pulled into the parking lot of our local COLONIAL store. We asked him "when will we go?" he said "WE'RE HERE!" As we walked into the candy aisle he'd say "Feast your eyes on the Big Rock Candy Mountain!!!"

On the way home, we'd all sing the song and feed our faces on Now & Laters and pixie sticks. As we parked in the driveway Granddaddy would say "Now, tell your parents that we had to go a long way but we finally got to see the Biggest Rock Candy Mountain ever." And so we did.

(If you'd like to hear the old hobo song, it's posted below this article)

Now, let's eat some candy:)

Big Rock Candy Mountain

Saturday, September 25, 2010

CATurday happy hour

next stop...litter box.

Saturday, September 18, 2010

my superpowers are unbeatable on CATurday

deadly accuarte high intensity full spectrometer massive gamma X-ray vision eyes

and I ate all my kibbles, too!

Friday, September 17, 2010

Honing the Edge

So many of my pieces begin with a plank; a planed slab of wood that has been saw cut. The raw material lends itself to shaping and carving, but it leaves alot to be desired when it comes to a finished looking edge.

Enter "The Router"

A manual feed table with a small high powered rotating head that allows for interchangable tips. The routing tip carves a precise and consistant shape along the edge.

The router that I use is mounted on a small stand so I can move it outdoors (it's loud!) and work safely around the table. I can control the depth and shape of the cuts, and just let the machine do the carving.

Many of my items retain a raw edge, but it's nice to have the option to create a frame with a router. Some are scorched, some are patterned---but all my edges are an important part of the piece.

Thursday, September 16, 2010

The Artist's Creed

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

kill your TV

nothing makes me want to murder the TV more than football. It's on Saturday, it's on Sunday, it's on Monday night and now it's on Thursday night. It's on night and day for the sports channels...talking heads that babble on and on. Replays, highlights, and other worthy rehash of game after game. I'm gonna be sick.

it's probably not too late to sabotage my TV, or just outright kill the dang thing.

Yes, I'm probably just suffering from some misguided fantasy and would never actually disable my beloved television. And I have been known to enjoy sports!

Monday, September 13, 2010

if I had a hammer

Why is it every time I turn around my hammer has run off? Where does it go? It's not like I need a hammer every day, but when I have a need---it's not where it should be.

I recently gathered up my hammer collection for a photo shoot: the small metal hammer has screwdrivers stored in the handle, the large claw hammer is a favorite of my husbands, the handmade wooden mallots were made by my brother/Mike, and the claw hammer with the ribbon is my fav, the ball peen hammer has been handed down from generations, and the metal mallot on the end is some serious firepower!

Well, at least I know where I can find a hammer now...

"When your only tool is a hammer, everything starts looking like a nail"

Sunday, September 12, 2010

The Power of 3

When it comes to selling online or presenting a line of products with images, the Power of 3 is real!

Thru market research it was found that when items are presented in 3s, shoppers show keen interest and express a desire to own. This might also be true of packaging items in 3s and grouping products in 3s for merchandising display.

It doesn't mean that 2s are losers, or that 1s are loners---only that 3s have the power to influence.

When selecting your items to photograph... use the Power of 3!

Saturday, September 11, 2010

can't catch me on CATurday

Friday, September 10, 2010

toads live here

In my previous post

Welcome to TOAD TOWN

I showed the custom sign work that my customer used to define a special environment she created for toads...

TOAD TOWN is officially open! And my customer sent along these photos of the completed project:

This specialty landscaping and habitat creation represents alot of hard work, and I'm so pleased to be a part of it. Now, I'm off to create 2 more signs for Shannon that will be displayed in other areas of her yard:) I'm so stoked about this multi-area project...I could just croak!

If you have an idea for a sign, please contact me (leave a comment) and we'll make your vision a reality, too.

Thursday, September 09, 2010

Broken Wheel Festival

Every small town has it's founders day celebration...and for my home town it's the "Broken Wheel" The name comes from the story of the Nolen family of pioneers who came to settle here when their wagon wheel was broken beyond repair.

The Broken Wheel Festival Sept. 11

Reminds me of the trail song:

when I first came to this land,
I was not a wealthy man.
So, I got myself a farm.
Called that farm Busted My Arm.
And the land was rich and good,
and I did what I could

Read more about the Nolensville community and our affinity to the wagon wheel in IF IT AIN'T BROKE

...and come over to the festival Saturday for Country Breakfast and crafts!

Wednesday, September 08, 2010

wordless wednesday

Tuesday, September 07, 2010

Alien Orange

Have you ever noticed a tree that drops green fruit the size of a softball? Those are Osage Oranges and sometimes called horse apples.

Bright green, bumpy and very heavy this fruit is mostly seedless. A white, sticky sap fills the center and oblong seeds are sometimes found.

The fascinating orange has a delicate citrus smell, however it is not edible. Eating an Osage Orange may cause vomiting, even though it is not considered poisonous to humans. Wild animals won't even attempt to eat it.

The Osage tree was the preferred material for making bows amoung Native Americans. Meriweather Lewis was told that the people of the Osage Nation "esteem the wood of this tree for the making of their bows; that they travel many hundred miles in quest of it"

To me, the fruit of this tree is bizarre. It looks like some Alien brain or strange plant from another world.

Saturday, September 04, 2010

let's do this every CATurday

Wednesday, September 01, 2010

jelly roll

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