7.31.2010

Food

So my brain is on food right now. (yeah your pregnant, when aren't you hungry? you might be asking)
But what I am after is food that I can prep now, toss in the freezer and have easily at hand for when Deuce-baby arrives. For those lunch times and dinner times when have no energy to prep and cook, but are starving and need to eat.
I have a few good recipes (enchiladas, lasagna, calzones...) that freeze well but I am wondering if you guys out there have suggestions of favorite freezer-friendly dishes? I would love the recipes!

So, tell me friends, what do you like to make and freeze for later?

7.30.2010

art

her paint brushes
I have been debating as to whether or not I should post these final set of pictures or not yet. Mostly because I haven't gotten my art work photographed from the trip and I felt like they would most logically be included in this post. However, I really love the way these came out and want to share- and I just haven't had the time to finish/fix the paintings that I started while down in Belmont.

supplies

A little bit about our teacher. Frances used to teach art at the high school level. She then began offering in-service classes to teachers during the summer. That is how my mom found out about the class and began taking it the first year Frances offered the course. These days, the class is more for fun. With a little bit more relaxed schedule and no one is taking it for cred. In the beginning it was all about water color and painting things that we found around town. Frances has since switched her work to focus on abstract art and using acrylics. She has started to mingle the real with the abstract again (just this past year), in her words, she has a strong connection to the cowboys and desert landscapes that originally inspired her and wanted to pull that inspiration back in to her paintings.

old work *new work
Frances, also known as Francheskaa, spends her winters as a snowbird down south in Arizona and then comes back up to Belmont, Nevada for the summer months. She shows her work in galleries in both areas and has work published in books and magazines. She is a true joy to be around and has a personality that will set you at ease. When she critics your work she always finds something you can improve upon as well as something that she really loves about the painting, no matter how craptastic it might be...

discussing sameness

This year we really focused on form and function. Starting off the week using black and white and shades of gray that we mixed (totally reminding me of old school photography class where we only used black and white film to capture our world so we could fully understand contrast, values, and things like texture, lines, movement etc) and discussing things like large, medium and small shapes, overlapping, open and closed shapes, loops and piercing, transparency, creating depth using shapes and overlapping, pull and push of light and dark, and textures (using things like bubble wrap, corrugated cardboard, and tissue paper).

mom painting

We moved into using color on the 3rd day and really worked on mixing color using primary, secondary and complimentary colors to make your painting "sing" how utilizing a couple of colors (either those that are complimentary to noe another or two primary and thier secondary or two secondary and the middle primary). I love pulling out that color wheel and making our own was a good exercise, even if you did learn it back in 2nd grade! This part was something I had struggled with in the past and feel like I had a huge breakthrough with this year. I also realized that not being stingy with the paint really helps and that I need a good set of brushes if I want to make myself really comfortable.
molly painting

We had a wonderful group of artist this year and instead of meeting in the church to paint we set up shop at Francess cabin (look at that light!) After class each night we would potluck our food together and sit outside to eat, chat and enjoy each other's company.

visiting after dinner

I had a wonderful time watching the shadows grow across the landscape and listening to the stories of local history be told over desert and glasses of wine.

basin and range

7.28.2010

da donkeys

These two were quite the pair. Their coral was right next to the house we stayed at and every now and then they would send out a loud 'EEEEEeeeee-ahhhhh, ahh , ah'.
One evening after a walk we came home to find that Spencer had knocked out a rail in the fence and was helping himself happily to the feed near the barn.
Silly donkey.
(We let their owner know and he was down in a heart beat on his ATV with some treats to lure the furry dude back into the coral).
All week long, when I would see or hear them I couldn't help but say "Donkey" the way Shrek does. tee hee.

donkey bites

7.27.2010

belmont belly 33wks/ 9:52


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on the BAM! note, I don't know how bam-a-lama-ding-dong I am in this shot. I was day 3 into "house camping". Meaning yes, there are toilets/running water and solar energy to turn on the lights when it got dark, but there were also crazy active mices running around the house all night long, 2 very loud donkeys outside my window, and heat from the summer day that only gets solved from the cooling of the night- these things kept me awake a bit longer and later than usual.
Plus, have you ever sat and done something creative for 5 hours a day, 4 days in a row? It is such an awesome feeling of accomplishement, but my right brain doesn't get a work out like that all too often and I was exhausted (In the best possible way EVER).
So If I look a little worn it is because I was in 'artist' mode, in rural nevada-dust in your eyes and nose mode...
I think that is BAMalicious in it's own right, no?

Basin To Beach: word

Vanessa on the left (Basin, Nevada)
Angela on the right (Beach, Maine)

This week: Word
Next week: Green

7.26.2010

Hailstorm 7/27/10

Hailstorm 7/27/10, originally uploaded by wyld lil.

Photo taken by my mom today- I love, love, love this photo-
The rain/hail was coming down so hard that it could hardly hit the ground without bouncing back up towards the sky.

abstractions

After a couple of days of exercising your right brain you start to see the world in a little different way. We discussed so many parts that make up abstract art/painting on Monday and Tuesday that by the time Wednesday rolled around I was seeing them everywhere.

small, medium, large shapes

auburn white green


colors, tones, hues,transparency

sniff sniff


open and closed shapes

horse fence

overlapping of shapes

mane attraction


texture, repetition-but not "sameness"

big medium small shapes


I love how when I dip into a different medium from photography I can still apply so many of the principals we discuss back to my work as I look thru the view finder. I might not be painting with my hands, but I do like to try to do so with my eye. I also love how so much of working in the right brain state takes me to my spiritual side- the breath becomes easier (like when you practice asana) and time becomes meaningless (as it does when you meditate).

I found this in my email inbox when I returned home from my get-away. Couldn't sum it up any better than this if you ask me:

If knowledge is power, Vanessa, imagination is kryptonite.

Sk-blam,
The Universe

Oh and did you catch this article? It brought tears to my art teacher's eyes as she talked about it last week.

7.25.2010

Pit Stop

Hey, check it out- while I was gone, my review of the Western Pacific Train Museum was posted over at Pit Stops for Kids! A great website resource for families who like a good  road trip or are just looking for great, kid friendly activities.

all aboard the crazy train


ALLLLLL ABOARD!

7.23.2010

Belmont: The Court House Tour

What a great trip I had last week. Spending time with my mom was great, I had a blast painting this year and although I totally missed my boys, it was so very good for me to get away before this new baby shows up and also for the boys to get some good quality time in without me around. The next few posts will be centered around my trip. I hope you enjoy!


I will start you off at the court house. Belmont, in its hay-day, was the Nye County seat-that honor now goes to Tonapah which is about 45 minutes away.
on the steps of justice

Terry (seen here with my mom on the court house stairs) always gives us a great tour of the place, and has an amazing library of oral history stored in his brain that he loves to share with visitors. If you are headed out to Belmont try to find Terry (his wife runs the sweet little jewelry shop called "Sticks and Stones" and anyone in town can let you know if he is around or not. The building is part of the parks system and is open to the public, but it has to be unlocked for visitors to enter.

Ready? Here we go....

Belmont Court House-sunset
The front of the building. Doesn't it remind you a little bit of the Disney, Haunted House?

Nye County Court House


frames


canada dry


writing on the wall
the walls in every room are covered with signatures, drawings, messages and poems.


frame*textures
These shots were all taken in rooms on the first floor of the building.

We headed upstairs and checked out the court room and a couple of the other offices.
Court house window


court house chairs


You can also go up into the cupola, but since my balance is a bit wonky these days and the stairs were installed backwards (the run is the rise, the rise is the run) I opted out of heading up to the very top this year- the views are pretty cool up there though and worth braving the climb if you are up for it.

I will share general views of the area in my next post.

Artemisia tridentata

I have a lot to share from my week.
I promise to be back soon with more rural nevada photography and maybe even share with you the art work that I did (I had a real breakthrough in my painting that I am so happy and excited about).
But today I will leave you with the Nevada state flower, Artemisia tridentata, commonly know as Sagebrush.

breathe it in my friends

7.17.2010

Basin to Beach: NIGHT

Me on the left (nevada, basin), Angela on the right (maine, beach)

this week's word: NIGHT
next week's word: WORDS

I will be away from this space (and the internet, and electricity) for the next week. I am headed to where the cows out number the people and the sagebrush blows in the wind. "See" you on the flip side!

7.16.2010

Ace-ball


We spent the evening watching the local minor league team, The Reno Aces. I was within inches (even skidding and falling on my bottom) of catching a ball- but some guy nabbed it before my big, old, pregnant self could snag it. I got applause however from the crew watching and had to laugh when the guy in the cowboy hat (left in the frame) yelled, "You should have dove for it!".
I responded saying, "POP goes the weasel". tee hee.
Later, when they were throwing little promotional soft baseballs to the crowd a (different) guy brought over the one he caught and told me, "Ma'am, even though it isn't a real ball, you totally deserved this!"
It made my night. See, there are still gentlemen in this world.

O had a great time playing on the playground equipment and then rolling down the hill that we were sitting on a million times.
Daddy-O enjoyed hanging with his buddies and having a beer on the lawn.

I love that our city has put this ball park in and is redeveloping a part of down town that so needs the atention. It is good for our community and fun to have such a great spot to spend a hot summer evening with friends.
stadium

7.14.2010

summer eveing, july

summer eveing, july. 8:52
8 of 52
Week's recap (thus far)- I am antsy, like literally. I feel like I am all pent up and there is something wiggling its way about all over me (not just in the belly, which by the way is INSANE with activity these days)
I have my energy back, this is good- but I better figure out where to send it soon or I might go a little bonkers.
I am getting ready to take a week away from work, from my boys. To make art in the middle of nowhere. I think this may explain part of my anxiety. I am both totally excited and scared to death to leave my boys for that long.
bubble eating

O had a crazy melt down last night, about 40 minutes before this shot. He was sobbing and freaking out and gave himself hic-ups he was so upset. I wish I knew better how to handle moments like these. I let him freak for a bit since he wanted me to hold him but I wasn't allowed to sit down-he is getting hard for me to hold while standing and it isn't much of an option at times. I just scooped him up at one point and snuggled him on the couch, telling him to just breathe- slow and steady. I don't know if he understands but I learned somewhere along the lines during yoga that the breathe is contagious. I just started taking long slow breathes until he copied me and he calmed down.
Trains and bubbles seemed to fix things as well (and yes, bubble juice eating too) Along with some cheese ravs, without the sauce- thank you very much.

7.13.2010

7.11.2010

July 11th

July 11th

sharing this lake with him really does make my roots grow deep, deep down and my soul soar high, high up into the mountian air.

7.09.2010

7:52

I don't always realize the faces I make. How much I wear my heart on my sleeve, or really my heart in my expressions. Things have been good lately, (a little adjustment here and there with work and furlough days and the like) but there is still a bit of my gypsy self that longs to be else where. that never saw the life I have (that I do love) coming and wonders how the heck it all fell into place. I don't really know what I thought adulthood would bring- did any of us?
I often think I want to be on the go, hopping from place to place- but in reality I love a routine, the quite ease of knowing what my next step will be. When we are away from home I get a little antsy and flustered and don't even realize it until we are back home again and the regular rhythm sets back into place
- wake up when the boy walks into the room carrying all of his 'blankies' and maybe wearing his hat, snuggle for a few minutes, head downstairs, make coffee and milka, let Cloe girl out for her morning potty, get lunches going, get breakfast going, hear Daddy-O make his way to the master bath upstairs and then down the hall into the kitchen, sip coffee and eat with my guys, head upstairs to either dress the boy or hop in the shower....
I am sure a new rhythm would occur should we change the way we live, sell the house, make that jump to wander around and explore the country (a recent dream I have, but not sure how we would make it all work).
But would I still be looking, longingly out the window for something else? What am I looking for and can doing something 'unconventional' really bring to light what it is I am after?
52weeks7a

7.08.2010

The long weekend

A little recap of our Fourth of July weekend in pictures.
flag
Happy Birthday USA!

petting the horse.
getting up close
Fishermen
fishin' with his cousin (then falling in, waist deep seconds after I shot this)

around the campfire
singing around the campfire and roasting s'mores


checking out the civil war re-enactments (those guns are SO loud, they echo thru the canyon)

matchymatchy_goofy5
matchy-matchy and goofy with the cousins
family dog pile
hoop race
playing in the park
Waiting for the works
Waiting for the fireworks

fireworks
watching the 'works

spinning drummers
watching a little bit of the parade (my favorite part, the bagpipers!)
sleeping O_parade
sleeping thru the parade (how the heck?)

RedWhite & Blue snowcone
cooling off with a snow cone- it was stinking HOT in the sun
july 5th
quite backyard time with my boys.