Inspiration with ITC

I'm one of those numerous dorks who wants to go to London and check off

üpicture with red phone booth 

I also want to ride a double decker but that's not part of this thought.

I struggle being content with our very modest life (and not modest at all compared to the daily misfortune of others).  I don't care about luxury or gadgets as much as I wish for the opportunity to travel.  I don't dream of some fluffy vacation, but simply the opportunity to behold more of God's creation.

I'm of the belief that you can't truly appreciate another place unless you've actually spent some time learning the cultural customs and social norms of that foreign place.  So going to London simply to get a shot of Big Ben and ride a double decker are not exactly cultural experiences, however they are icons of that culture's history and something to appreciate.  As a visual person I mentally store these "icons" and desire to one day see them first-hand outside of someone else's lens or interpretation.

Since I'm not booking any flights to London in the near future I will adapt my own imaginative interpretation of some of these icons...I could call it : "A Study of Cultural Icons".  I haven't settled on a medium yet, but paint seems inevitable.

So I have established my intent to create (ITC) here and hope to show my results in the near future..... 

Just Not So....for now

I recently found out that I will be waiting another year to attempt acceptance into the Radiography program. It's been a little disappointing. Since I began the program I knew this particular point would be the most uncertain since there are only 20 students accepted each year. I am like a sitting duck for another year - sitting figuratively; there's plenty to keep busy with in the meantime... Immediately I'm desperate to start a new project, but I have a house full already. I don't know what has come over me, but suddenly the walls are like the next best thing to a big expensive canvas and I wanna' paint! I'm not a painter so I don't know what the heck I'm thinking, but it might get a little interesting in here in the next couple weeks. I gave up dying my hair almost a year ago. I used to change the color and cut every 6 months. I think the change itch is now coming over me in a new way. I like the fact that if I goof up the wall I can easily start over - an immediate forgiveness to my fear of self-made disaster. I should keep the wall color on hand so I can do all this before Adam gets home from work. The kids will still rat me out: "Mommy painted this ugly thing on the wall!" So far I've painted the kitchen and a faux brick portion of the wall under the counter. I don't have any new ideas yet.