<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6341282458363825558</id><updated>2012-02-16T05:51:14.190-08:00</updated><category term='motherhood'/><category term='art making'/><category term='Marriage'/><category term='sad'/><category term='earth'/><category term='starting over'/><category term='Family'/><category term='job loss'/><category term='Parenting'/><category term='Christopher Moore'/><category term='gift'/><category term='nature'/><category term='art'/><category term='creations'/><category term='replenish the well'/><category term='inspiration'/><category term='trash art'/><category term='out of work'/><category term='life of a mom'/><category term='trash to treasure'/><category term='graphic design'/><category term='recycled art'/><category term='worth'/><category term='worship'/><category term='freelance'/><category term='balance'/><category term='friends'/><category term='therapy'/><category term='children'/><category term='business'/><category term='recycling'/><category term='time flys'/><category term='caregiver'/><category term='earth friendly'/><category term='green art'/><category term='Friday Night Lights'/><category term='solitute'/><category term='goals'/><category term='30 something'/><category term='eco art'/><category term='joy'/><category term='depressed'/><category term='body and mind'/><category term='angry'/><category term='foreclosesure'/><category term='priorities'/><category term='self-care'/><category term='unemployment'/><category term='Love'/><category term='design'/><category term='deserving'/><category term='self-reflection'/><category term='writing'/><category term='creative women'/><title type='text'>nicolebcreative</title><subtitle type='html'>musings of a creative</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolebcreative.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6341282458363825558/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolebcreative.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>nicolebcreative.com</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6341282458363825558.post-1775127603133253094</id><published>2009-07-25T15:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T16:03:08.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What A Beautiful Wreck</title><content type='html'>Ha! I thought last year was a tough year. This year has been one blow after another. First the house, which maybe we'll have something to actually celebrate as moving on when it's supposed to close it's short sale next week. Then my Mom dying, then Bob my step-father-in-law dying, then Rick having a heart attack, then alcohol issues. Corey and I still are on a rotating work schedule both of us part-time so we hardly get to see each other and when we do it's taking care of daily life. I want to stop this survival mode! I need forward momentum with our business, our life. I desperately need an upswing. I've never felt so emotionally unstable in my life for such a long period of time. At least with my divorce seven years ago the emotional bottom was brief and I was able to start crawling out of the hole after a few months. This, now ... just feels like it's been going on for ages. I despise that it is taking away from the joy of experiencing my son growing up. I'm looking for an open door.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6341282458363825558-1775127603133253094?l=nicolebcreative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolebcreative.blogspot.com/feeds/1775127603133253094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6341282458363825558&amp;postID=1775127603133253094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6341282458363825558/posts/default/1775127603133253094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6341282458363825558/posts/default/1775127603133253094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolebcreative.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-beautiful-wreck.html' title='What A Beautiful Wreck'/><author><name>nicolebcreative.com</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6341282458363825558.post-3693515357375407638</id><published>2009-01-28T20:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T20:23:24.211-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='starting over'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unemployment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foreclosesure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='job loss'/><title type='text'>Where Is The Up?</title><content type='html'>So we're leaving, the bank will not modify our mortgage. To them our business and my freelance work is considered "unverified" because we have not been doing it for 12 plus months. At least we are taking control of our income rather than sitting on our hands while we don't get jobs we are overqualified for. And yes we've been applying for those jobs. I still apply for those jobs. It makes me second guess my effort in going after them. Maybe I am supposed to stay home and freelance, as hit or miss financially as it is. We move this coming weekend to a rental home in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Fallbrook&lt;/span&gt;. It wasn't our first choice, the first choice wasn't my first choice but I was warming up to it on conditions. As it turns out it was a mute point. This house to me was good from the start. Yes the bedrooms and bathrooms are small but there are multiples of them. There is an enclosed yard, and there are updated fixtures, plus the carpet looks to be in good condition. New beginnings are hopeful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the new beginnings I'm feeling bland and on the verge of hopeless. I still see the road ahead of us as a struggle. On today, the day of my birth, I question if I really know what I want. I feel I've put my own wants, even &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;necessities&lt;/span&gt; to the side for so long I don't even know what I would ask for if given the chance to ask for something for myself only. I think its because the basics feel like they are lacking in my life so much that I can't even think about anything beyond &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;necessity&lt;/span&gt;. Where is the up in this roller coaster? I feel we've been on the down for so long. For me personally it's been a constant down since I lost my job in April 2008. Now that I look back on that time I wish I was in that situation because it was so much better than what I'm facing now because I had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;severance&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;unemployment&lt;/span&gt; after that. Please give me the strength to hold on until the up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6341282458363825558-3693515357375407638?l=nicolebcreative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolebcreative.blogspot.com/feeds/3693515357375407638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6341282458363825558&amp;postID=3693515357375407638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6341282458363825558/posts/default/3693515357375407638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6341282458363825558/posts/default/3693515357375407638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolebcreative.blogspot.com/2009/01/where-is-up.html' title='Where Is The Up?'/><author><name>nicolebcreative.com</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6341282458363825558.post-2999323217324578201</id><published>2008-07-28T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T19:19:22.809-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='balance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self-care'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time flys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caregiver'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freelance'/><title type='text'>All In Due Time...</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I look at the clock and ask "Where did it go!?" time that is. I'm a lot more relaxed about deadlines now that I'm making my own because I know for a fact I'm doing all I can now without spreading myself too thin. I have put Finn, Corey, even Daisy first. Freelance graphics comes second (sometimes third) and then our buisness. What about me you may ask, well I fit myself in now and then knowing if I don't then my productivity for everything else goes down. As of late I have felt really slow though, not sure what's slowing me down and making me so tired. Maybe I do need to pay attention to my needs more closely or look at any fears that are inadvertently slowing my pace. I need yoga again. Now where do I fit it in? I really do need a lot of things but is it need or reward? Something I must ponder on. Balance, balance, balance ... sometimes it is really hard to keep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6341282458363825558-2999323217324578201?l=nicolebcreative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolebcreative.blogspot.com/feeds/2999323217324578201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6341282458363825558&amp;postID=2999323217324578201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6341282458363825558/posts/default/2999323217324578201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6341282458363825558/posts/default/2999323217324578201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolebcreative.blogspot.com/2008/07/all-in-due-time.html' title='All In Due Time...'/><author><name>nicolebcreative.com</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6341282458363825558.post-6426058162624886797</id><published>2008-07-19T11:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T11:45:48.279-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creative women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='solitute'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='therapy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='body and mind'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life of a mom'/><title type='text'>Women's Art Movement and more...</title><content type='html'>Just a shout out to Mel, she posted a portion of the interview she had with me on her blog. She's in the process of writing the &lt;em&gt;Votre Vray Creative Women Project &lt;/em&gt;and I'm one of the women she has written about. You can read it here: &lt;a href="http://www.votrevray.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.votrevray.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just taking a moment to write my thoughts this morning. It's Saturday but it feels like any other day to me since I work for myself now. Corey is away having some much needed guy R&amp;amp;R with a guy friend - Mazda Raceway Laguna Seca motorcycle races. Although I myself don't find it entertaining I can understand his need for it as he can understand my need for "artist" retreats. So I'm home taking care of the 'kids', we consider our dog a child too since she is so needy with all her health issues. Anyway I feel a little more caught up than I have felt lately. Freelance jobs are completed (for now), the plants are watered, and the kitchen is clean. Yes there is so much more to clean, there is always something to clean but at least the perpetual dirty kitchen seems controlled for the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this pause for reflection, this sigh of relief for having seen progress in the daily duties I find myself recognizing my own needs. Yes they have been there in the back of my mind saying, "Feed me." but I ignore them. I'm paying attention because I've been feeling run down lately. My spirit is sick and making my body pay. I'm recognizing I need to be gentle with my body and mind. I need some replenishment with women friends, some relating. I know if I reach out I will find someone willing I just need to take the first step. Sometimes I wish a friend would just call up and say, "Hey lets have lunch today or tomorrow." But then I know it's not up to my friends to read my mind. I get into the misconception that if they never call you to go do something they must not value your friendship that much. WRONG! Get out of your head and your pity party. They, just as much as you, often just get caught up with daily life plus they do have other friends you know. Ha funny I just realized I often start to feel lonely when I have time to think alone. I like alone time but not too much obviously :) Till we blog again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6341282458363825558-6426058162624886797?l=nicolebcreative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolebcreative.blogspot.com/feeds/6426058162624886797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6341282458363825558&amp;postID=6426058162624886797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6341282458363825558/posts/default/6426058162624886797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6341282458363825558/posts/default/6426058162624886797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolebcreative.blogspot.com/2008/07/womens-art-movement-and-more.html' title='Women&apos;s Art Movement and more...'/><author><name>nicolebcreative.com</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6341282458363825558.post-4975711775011193193</id><published>2008-06-25T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T19:07:58.208-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self-reflection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='priorities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='business'/><title type='text'>Collecting...</title><content type='html'>I'm collecting my thoughts, my dreams, my goals, my vision. I came to my office computer to work but find my mind going inward. When you spend all day taking care of things, little ones, and pets you forget to take care of yourself and I mean more than taking a shower or eating I mean taking care of your spirit. I just realized I don't share this part of myself much anymore with anyone, not even myself and it's made me a little sad. When I was younger I gave of myself completely to others, did for them and shared me with them. Now I realize I'm only giving half because I'm not listening to who I am which means I'm not giving my whole self. I need to share me with me and me with others more. That being said I will make it a point to explore myself here in the written word, the conscience stream of thought at the very least twice a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goals, yes I have many, even the here and now ones seem to outnumber my hours in a day. Priority one will always be my family and caring for their needs, priority two is caring for them financially. This is where I struggle, priority three. Is it my art which if tended to will make money thus helping with priority two or is it the business Corey and I want to open together which is going to help with priority one and two. Then the last on the priority is myself, all too often I hear this is a side effect of being a Mom. Lately I have been putting the business before my art but I feel I need to have some balance. God! Where is balance when I really know I've taken on too much, a problem I've always had. So what's my next move? I can't abandon anything or at least I'm not willing to at this point. As time-sucking as it seems I really need to make myself a priorities time line and then add everyday crap like cleaning out the garage, cleaning the house, finishing the stairs to it and see where I'm at. Then break down the bigger goals into something I can do by the week. Breaking it down by the day is way too anal for me, yes I am a Virgo rising but it has not taken over every part of me because I'm still very much the Aquarian with my "can't fence me in" attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh well, my tropical rum drink and a few paragraphs of reflection have done me good. It feels good to take care of myself. Now I can do for someone else and get this illustration started, maybe even completed. Love and blessings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6341282458363825558-4975711775011193193?l=nicolebcreative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolebcreative.blogspot.com/feeds/4975711775011193193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6341282458363825558&amp;postID=4975711775011193193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6341282458363825558/posts/default/4975711775011193193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6341282458363825558/posts/default/4975711775011193193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolebcreative.blogspot.com/2008/06/collecting.html' title='Collecting...'/><author><name>nicolebcreative.com</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6341282458363825558.post-1822252646778538948</id><published>2008-06-20T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T20:40:29.925-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 something'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday Night Lights'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>30 Something Enjoy's This...</title><content type='html'>It's Friday night and I'm at home ... HAPPILY! Yes, Finn is asleep (finally) and Hupthsy (Nickname for Husband) and I have just enjoyed a dinner of grilled half chickens with peas and basmati rice plus a side of grilled corn on the cob AND of course two tall (each) freshly made margaritas, hey it was 95 degrees today! Hence the reason for my run on sentences and babbling. But Hupthsy made it all and it was so delectable, I swear the chicken had bacon wrapped around it while it was cooking to perfection in the smoky grill outside. What more could I want for a Friday night? Dancing in a sparkly top and tight jeans while strangers buy me drinks and sweat while looking at me like jackals? NO! The night was OR is perfect wouldn't change it or trade it for anything. Am I old? Who cares! I don't if it means I had a great Friday night. What next? Cuddling on the couch and flipping through channels or watching a Netflix. But who knows it's only 8:30 and we probably won't go to bed until 10:30 or 11:00 pm ... LOL! Then it's up at 6:30 to 7:00 am when Finn gets up! I LOVE BEING A MOM!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6341282458363825558-1822252646778538948?l=nicolebcreative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolebcreative.blogspot.com/feeds/1822252646778538948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6341282458363825558&amp;postID=1822252646778538948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6341282458363825558/posts/default/1822252646778538948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6341282458363825558/posts/default/1822252646778538948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolebcreative.blogspot.com/2008/06/30-something-enjoys-this.html' title='30 Something Enjoy&apos;s This...'/><author><name>nicolebcreative.com</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6341282458363825558.post-4025509059139311700</id><published>2008-06-05T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T11:05:16.035-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='out of work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depressed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='graphic design'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eco art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='design'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recycled art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='green art'/><title type='text'>Lull</title><content type='html'>I'm in a lull. Maybe a bit sad too. I just got back Monday (late night) from visiting my parents in the northwest. It was a great visit and I swear Finn grew a lot mentally and physically while we were gone. My husband cut Finn's hair this morning before leaving for work and I was surprised at how sad it made me. For one it was a lot shorter than I thought it was going to be and it made my baby look so different than what I was used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling unmotivated and stifled on the whole job front. I came home to no job offer emails and one "Congrats! You're design submission is one of the top seven picked out of hundreds," (for a crappy little postcard design job.) "Now we will post your designs for our clients to pick a winner," great just what I need. I'm a seasoned professional with over eight years experience and I have to wait eagerly for "possibly, potentially, maybe more work offered after winning." So I put in my precious time to design a piece of marketing material that could bring in hundreds of new clients and potentially thousands of dollars in revenue to MAYBE "win" $130 and the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;possibility &lt;/span&gt;of more work. If you couldn't tell I'm a bit disgusted. But you know what if I "win" and they do choose to offer me more work I'll take it because I feel I have to right now because nothing else is coming in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to a seminar this weekend that will hopefully help jump start me in getting my eco-art marketed and into galleries and boutiques. I've got some photos up now on my website showing my green art but I want to get better ones. First things first I also need to redesign my website ... Now Finn is fussing, up from his nap and look at me I still need a shower :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6341282458363825558-4025509059139311700?l=nicolebcreative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolebcreative.blogspot.com/feeds/4025509059139311700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6341282458363825558&amp;postID=4025509059139311700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6341282458363825558/posts/default/4025509059139311700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6341282458363825558/posts/default/4025509059139311700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolebcreative.blogspot.com/2008/06/lull.html' title='Lull'/><author><name>nicolebcreative.com</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6341282458363825558.post-6442444791130353039</id><published>2008-04-18T14:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T11:09:27.868-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='earth friendly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trash art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deserving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='earth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trash to treasure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recycled art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='green art'/><title type='text'>Because WE deserve it...</title><content type='html'>I got emotional today. No big milestone for Finn, no self-realization wave, just overcome with emotion about my financial contribution to the family. I was holding Finn, he had just eaten and I glanced out to my latest Green Art Squared art pieces drying in the sun. I thought, they will sell, they will be talked about, people will want my creations, why, because I deserve it. I deserve to stay home to care for Finn, Finn deserves to have a mom that can stay at home with him. I deserve to be able to create and earn a living at it, not just on the computer by other peoples ideas, constraints but by my own love and vision. My love for the physicality of it, my love for the expression of it, my love of the care taken for the earth and those in it. This form of art making may seem simple, too marketable, too mass media. For me that is the beauty in it, it's simplicity. Simple in the fact that it reuses what others deem as trash, not in a kitschy sort of way but in an elegant way that you would want to hang in your home. I'm over art needing to make a statement, yes there is a place for it but what I wan to create is something people can live with day in and day out and love for the sheer beauty. Also not only do I get to feel good about using recycled materials but the people that buy my art get to feel good about their purchase as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have worked hard for years for other people now it's my turn to work hard for myself. To make a living for me and my family the way I need to and they way they need me to. So universe I'm ready, I'm doing the work as you would have me do. I'll be looking for those doors your opening for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6341282458363825558-6442444791130353039?l=nicolebcreative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolebcreative.blogspot.com/feeds/6442444791130353039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6341282458363825558&amp;postID=6442444791130353039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6341282458363825558/posts/default/6442444791130353039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6341282458363825558/posts/default/6442444791130353039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolebcreative.blogspot.com/2008/04/because-we-deserve-it.html' title='Because WE deserve it...'/><author><name>nicolebcreative.com</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6341282458363825558.post-128153353459106135</id><published>2008-04-11T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T11:11:35.788-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eco art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christopher Moore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recycled art'/><title type='text'>And then there was Finn...</title><content type='html'>What is with me and all this Biblical speech patterns. I think I'm being influenced by the book I'm reading, Lamb by Christopher Moore. It's for book club, I would have never picked it because of my Christian upbringing, I'm over reading about Christ and feeling guilty about it. However this book is nothing like that, it takes the perspective of Jesus' life before he was baptized, when he was young. It brings comedy and light to a familiar character, the son of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now where was I before my rant, ah yes the boy wonder in my life, Finn. It does one good to wake every morning and after feeding this squaking sleepyhead of a person find the pure delight of just being alive in his face. How wonderful to wake with the wonder and awe of a new day, such a happy boy. To be able to make one person light up the way he does when I smile at him makes all the drudgery of being pregnant and day to day of a mom worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been heeding the counsel of my intuit Joy. She was right I gain my inspiration from nature and being out of doors. So I've been taking Finn and our smelly wonder mutt Daisy out for walks, nothing big, twenty minutes at the most but we are out of doors. It's done me good and I think being outside in the fresh air is good for Finn too. I think my next two art series will be birds and shells then maybe some sort of branches and fruit or flowers on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I will make the molds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6341282458363825558-128153353459106135?l=nicolebcreative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolebcreative.blogspot.com/feeds/128153353459106135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6341282458363825558&amp;postID=128153353459106135' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6341282458363825558/posts/default/128153353459106135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6341282458363825558/posts/default/128153353459106135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolebcreative.blogspot.com/2008/04/and-then-there-was-finn.html' title='And then there was Finn...'/><author><name>nicolebcreative.com</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6341282458363825558.post-4727902388837240866</id><published>2008-04-10T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T11:27:12.977-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gift'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eco art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='replenish the well'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recycling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art making'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='green art'/><title type='text'>In the beginning...</title><content type='html'>In the beginning she was created ... created thus having the essence of creation. In the image. Every time I create I praise, it is my form of worship because it was the gift we were all given. Some choose to hone this gift more than others. Then there are those of us who crave it, who need it to feel like themselves. Lately I've thrown myself aside and have not been taking care of the caregiver. But what does that leave for those I care for? Not much if I am not replenishing the well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with that proclamation I am here now standing before the world ready to promise. This blog is a promise, something I can do to replenish the well. Yes the physical act of writing is more creative, however I am a mother now and my time is limited, typing is quicker. Also I am promising to create my art, this is really what replenishes my well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am excited about my new form of art-making. It utilizes 95% recycled and reclaimed materials. I call it "Green Squared" - Going Green One Square At A Time. How eco of me, yes the marketing mind of mine came up with this but really what good is recycled art if it just sits around much like the trash it was made from? I plan on getting the word out about it and keep creating it because every little bit we can do for this earth counts. I'm not living on a commune that is self-sustaining but my family and I have tried to do everything within our conventional home to help reduce, reuse and recycle for this earth. I really think my husband and I started to think about where we could make changes when our HOA took away our recycling service. When they had started it we were amazed to see how much our actual trash was reduced. We now harbor recyclables in our garage until my husband takes a trip to the recycle center. We changed light bulbs and don't use our heating/cooling unless absolutely necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new years resolution is to use my cloth shopping bags whenever I go shopping and not just at the grocery store, so far so good but I think I need a few more bags. This got me thinking of what else I could do and my art came to mind. I thought about how much I consume by buying brand new canvas and frames and the amount of paint I use with my traditional painting/mixed media pieces. So I started to do research about ways of reusing paper waste (our biggest issue with junk mail, newspapers, and food packaging). I found a way I recycle that paper waste into something I can use to create my art. I then paint it (here is my 5% of new material although I have not bought any "new" paint in awhile, I'm still using the paint I have) and flush mount it on reclaimed or left over wood. I see endless possibility with this technique and the specs I've set for my particular art make it very attainable to the everyday consumer with a price point under $70. That was my marketing self speaking again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've said enough for the day. Now I need to "do". 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