Saturday, October 10, 2015

What is a Home?

Art journaling can be quite unpredictable, vary from page to page, messy, fun, and personal. I love sitting down to a blank page & just letting the process flow. I never know what I'm going to end up with: usually it's my feelings that just pour out of me, and every page is different:::
Fly Home Sweet Song Bird

So in our art journal class, the girls wanted to learn how to create "niches" and pockets to hold journaling tags, ephemera. We used inks, paints, stamps, vintage dictionary pages, and of course how could this be complete without some glitz & glamour? I added some gold German dresden trims & rhinestones (I absolutely LOVE glitter glue & stick on rhinestones, I don't know why but I do)::
So I've often been called a Gypsy (even by my father, and it's a true thing):: I've been all around, and have never settled into a permanent "HOME".  I remember my father telling me in exasperation about 5 years ago, that I needed to purchase a piece of property so I could "nail my feet to the ground". Guess what Daddy, I did it! I bought a property, but it's now an Art Studio:: and I think it's the only place I've felt that is my "home":: I remember before my father passed away recently, he told me he wanted me to have my studio, to enjoy my life:: 
Funny what the word HOME can mean:: to me it's a place I've always dreamed of, a little home for myself. As a child, I raked leaves, stacked stones, draped over tree branches to create my "little home" in the woods where I often played. I dreamed of my forever home with a forever husband (that was only short lived and never the way I dreamed):: it was a place I began my life with my parents, and came back to over and over: 
Then I realized as I aged, HOME isn't a place for me:: it's a feeling: it's a feeling of beauty, of contentment: one of being at peace: I can do that anywhere as long as my soul is still: It is one where I can perch until I need to stretch my wings again


Tuesday, October 6, 2015

Puppy Love

Becoming an artist is a life-long endeavor: it's more of a way of living that BEING::: it's living every day creatively:: expressing that inner creative urge from the Divine: honoring yourself, your experiences, and your love for life.
So one of the ladies in my art journal morning group has finally stepped out to grab her dream of becoming a dog groomer: she leaves us because now she "has her real job". To honor her, and her beautiful courage we painted a page for giving into our PUPPY LOVES::: our first loves:: our first dream, our first taste of going out on a limb to where the fruit it:: a season of FIRSTS::
An Artist of My Own Making by K Petruzzi

Do you remember any of your "firsts"? Your first love, your first dream, your first challenge, your first marriage, your first divorce, your first home? So many firsts:: and there will always be more firsts: it's up to you:: don't stop living, don't go gentle into that good night:: LIVE, CREATE, LOVE, go out to where the FRUIT is:: and relish that beautiful taste of the Divine in you: 


Wednesday, September 23, 2015

Becoming a Lotus amidst the Mud

I love the story of the lotus:: how it requires the harsh conditions of mud and friction to bloom into the beautiful lotus that blooms tall above the muck and water:: so I decided for our Monday journaling to do a bit of lotus doodling::
I initially painted the dark black lotus and funky colors::: then I decided to paint a light lotus: it's amazing how just the paint color changes the entire tone of a piece::: which one do you like better? Art journaling class was split: part loved the lighter colored lotus and part liked the darker: Interesting for sure:: I love both but the darker lotus is more striking to me:: of course I love funky colors.
So the lotus is pretty symbolic for me:: I love to think of my soul as a blooming lotus: held down initially by the mud of life: born into darkness, waiting to burst from the seed:: with first the muddy friction is needed to help the soul free itself from it's hard covering:: amazing thought:: our soul needs the friction, the rubbing, the difficulty:: but how amazing the journey and the feeling of beauty and joy once we burst forth from the grit of life.
Then the journey really begins:: true growth pushing the soul to bloom, to reach further and further out of the water:: to the beautiful bright light


Saturday, September 19, 2015

Be Brave: Let Your Soul Fly

So one of the beginning mixed media classes I teach at my studio is Art Journaling:: each one of my students are new students: they have never art journaled, painted, or done any mixed media. They absolutely LOVE this class, and I love having them visit each Monday::
Here's what we did this past Monday: as you know I LOVE birds::: so of course, I taught them how to build a background, sketch a bird using the magic pencil (LOVE the magic pencil), and have fun with stencils & ink sprays!
Be Brave: Sing Your Own Song by Kristal Petruzzi of Happy Lark Art Studio
Materials: Canson Mixed Media Art Journal, Dylusions Inks & Paints, Stabilo All pencil, Signo gel pen, various stencils, stamps, and paintbrushes, inks, and a smidgen of glitter glue (Studio G)

So when I started this project on a Sunday afternoon, I knew I wanted to incorporate a bird, my favorite color turquoise, and my new Be Brave stamp, as well as a paintbrush. I also wanted to encourage my new art journalers to embrace the unknown journey into healing their soul thru the amazing therapy of ART.... to embrace the unknown, to encourage them that it's okay to embrace your own style, your own unique voice in your journal::: to Sing your Own Song:::
So I started out by using a paintbrush as the branch my sweet little brave bird would sit on. What do you think?
I of course, was listening to one of my favorite songs, Fly by Priscilla Anh::: I let the ladies listen to it too, so they could understand how personal this page was to me, and how so much of our thoughts, actions, dreams, desires stem from our past experience:: our childhood many times.
Hope you are enjoying your journey and letting your soal be brave and jump out there onto that branch:: that's where the fruit of life is:: the sweet taste is also on that shaky tree limb:: without a little bit of unknown you can't find the sweet spot::: and everyone has to DARE to find their sweet spot:: it makes the daring adventure into the unknown worth it...every last little bit.
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Wow! Art journaling class was amazing this morning::: we laughed, we painted, we spritzed ink all over the place, and...
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Love to you,

Friday, September 18, 2015

Fly Collage

So our first Creative Collage class at the studio was a beginner class:: we created a collaged canvas using vintage & antique ephemera, laces, trims, and displayed them on an easel. The ladies that came were absolutely sweet and engaged the entire time! We had such a wonderful time enjoying each other's conversation, and encouraging each other.
I absolutely LOVE birds: they seem to symbolize hope and uplifting of the soul. Isn't it interesting what we choose to identify with, or gravitate to? My grandmother always loved birds too.
I did use a birdcage below, but you will notice my bird is far above the cage:: perched on a branch:: I always think of Maya Angelou when I see a caged bird:: I know why the caged bird sings::: HOPE
How many times in our lives have we felt like a caged bird? HOPE is the feathered thing.... I think everyone needs a little bit of hope to get us thru those tough times:: hope to know this dark time in the valley isn't going to last forever, hope to know that one day we will soar high in the sky again:: even if it's in our dreams or on the other side. We can all be that small ray of Hope to others: try every day to give someone hope: to be that positive light that says, tomorrow will be better:: tomorrow you will be free from the oppression that cages you today.
Fly by Kristal Petruzzi of Happy Lark Art Studio

Did you notice my little bird is wearing a silver dresden crown? 
Materials: Canvas, Easel, ephemera, vintage bird image, dresden (silver crown, gold border), vintage laces, wood birdcage, leaf millinery, old library pocket/card, vintage potscard/stamps. Kit available here if interested.

Who's ready to let their heart soar today? Go ahead get out all your collected pieces and create a collage or something else that makes your spirit soar