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Wednesday:) Wild Horses Couldn’t ……..

24 Apr

If I paint a wild horse, you might not see the horse… but surely you will see the wildness!

Pablo Picasso


Wild horses often symbolize freedom, youth, energy, and the untamed spirit. I’ve always loved drawing or painting horses. I’m not saying that I do it well, but I enjoy trying. Often, in my unskilled attempt to capture the beauty of the magnificent creatures, the crudeness of skill adds to the wildness of the subject.

I had painted some horses on a section of old fencing a few years back, and when I moved into my new house nearly five years ago, the horses were stabled and buried in the mess of chaos known as my garage, piled behind card tables and lawn chairs. I took them out one day and just leaned the section against my fence in the back yard. The paint had faded and it looked pretty sad, so I went out with a paintbrush and some paint and gave those wild stallions a little touch up.

Now, they look wild and free.

If you were asked to fill in the blank, what would you say?

Wild horses couldn’t…………..!

Saturday:) Settling In and Some Painting Projects

8 Dec

“I’d like to be settled into somewhat of a normal life. Somewhat. I know it’s never going to be completely normal.”

~Michael Jordan


I had a wonderful week visiting with my little grand-daughter, oh yes, and my son and his wife. Did I mention them? She’s just so darn cute that I forget to mention anyone else. Last night, we all went to dinner. My sister came to visit and pick me up so I could spend some time at her house.

Somebody loves French fries.

While I had some free time during the week, I spent some quiet time painting some of my ornaments for my Chicago friends and family. I’m very lucky that Auntie Debbie found me a few boxes of the frosted ornaments because hey aren’t making them or selling them anymore at Hobby Lobby…bummer. Because I wasn’t at home with all my supplies, I had to bring my blank white boxes and some paint in my suitcase, and made a last minute trip to Hobby Lobby for hooks and glue and glitter. So, the difficult part was trying to figure out a way to suspend each ornament while the paint was drying. I scoured the house and found some coat hangers and turned baby Belle’s little doll stroller upside down to hang things four at a time. Then, I hung them in the closet on the wire racks as they continued drying. “Inventions are the necessity of motherhood.”

I may be settling in, getting used to the cold and different surroundings, but I can’t settle. I’ll settle in, but never settle down. Life is too short.

Thursday:) The Art Club of McKinney- Portrait Painting

12 Oct

“When I look at great works of art or listen to inspired music, I sense intimate portraits of the specific times in which they were created.”

~Billy Joel


The October monthly meeting of the Art Club of McKinney was an inspirational one. Our guest speaker and demonstrator is our own local artist, Rachel Reitan. Rachel has a charming studio on the square, located at 109 E. Virginia. All are welcome to go on up and visit her studio when her sign on the sidewalk is out, revealing artist at work.

Rachel started us off with the absolute basics of roughing in the outline and sections of the face, giving proportion and direction.

I was just amazed at how she could demonstrate and talk at the same. A difficult task.

Rachel prefers to work with live models and spends a lot of time talking to the “sitter” or model, getting to know them and get the feeling for that person’s character before even picking up a brush.

She brought a nearly completed painting to demonstrate different techniques of underpainting, shadows, skin tone, etc. Rachel is an amazing artist.

I’ll have to admit that I was very inspired and even contemplated running home to attempt a portrait. But, the mood passed after walking around the square a while. I’m not a portrait artist, although, I did paint one portrait of my mother quite a few years ago, and I’ll “never have that recipe again.”

Miss you Mom!


You can find Rachel on Facebook at rachelreitanfinearts

Thursday:) The Art Club of McKinney

14 Sep

“Coffee keeps me going until it’s time for wine.”



This morning was our September Art Club of McKinney meeting and workshop at the Heard Craig Carriage House. Our guest artist was the talented Modesto Aceves. The unusual and fascinating painting medium that this Dallas artist uses had us all ready for another cup of coffee. Yes, Modesto paints with coffee.

I dabbled with painting with coffee several years ago, but I played around a while, then deserted the idea. Learning some tips and tricks, and seeing all the wonderful examples that Mr. Aceves brought with him had us all intrigued.

We were supplied with paper and various strengths of coffee to practice painting with coffee.

Here’s my masterpiece. It was a lot of fun, and I don’t even like coffee.

Tuesday:) Toni Takes After Trini~ Like Mother, Like Daughter

20 Dec

As mothers and daughters, we are connected with one another. My mother is the bones of my spine, keeping me straight and true. She is my blood, making sure it runs rich and strong. She is the beating of my heart. I cannot now imagine a life without her.     

Kristin Hannah


I always tell my sweet mother, “The nut doesn’t fall far from the tree.” She always tries to correct me and says, “It’s supposed to be the acorn doesn’t fall far from the tree.” I tell her, “No, you’re a nut.” Mom and I were working on some cutesy crafty things today, and I thought how much I am like Mom. Just a couple of nuts.

Later in the day, my sister and I went over to the Gail Borden Library, and when we were just about to leave, I asked, “Is Mom’s mural still hanging here in the library?” She said it was upstairs. So, we went up so I could take some pictures. Mom is a very talented artist. She hasn’t been able to paint much these last few years, but she has quite the portfolio and stockpile of paintings and drawings. Trini Armenta didn’t even start painting until she retired in her 60’s. Can you imagine if she had the opportunity to utilize her talent when she was younger?

This will show you how large this painting is.

I am honored to be one of the nuts fallen from the family tree.

Saturday:) Special Holiday Greetings

10 Dec

“The best gifts are home-made, home-baked, and made with love.”

~ Toni Armenta Andrukaitis


I love to cook, I love to bake, and I love to make special gifts for friends and family. Oh my, when I visited with my friend Vicky last week, her tree was up and just glistening and filled to the brim with hand-painted Toni ornaments. I know most of my friends can say the same. I love it when they send me photos of their tree. It makes me smile.

While I’m here at Mom’s, I was playing around with some ideas for Christmas cards. I wanted to come up with a design that I could have Mom and her friends here learn to paint. I always make a lot of proto-types before I come up with a good idea.

Poor Mom’s table is covered in glitter, and papers, and glue, and paints.

I painted some on watercolor paper, in a long row, so I could cut them up. The paper was too thick and buckled up. Still useable, just harder to work with.

Then, I painted directly on the notecards. Still buckled a little. But, I set them under some heavy books after they dried. The third time is a charm. I decided that if I used pastel chalk for the sky, the cards wouldn’t get as damp, and wouldn’t buckle as much. Of course, always matching envelopes.

Oh..,there must be glitter. What is a snowy scene without glitter?

This is what Mom’s kitchen table looks like right now, as we speak. Quite a mess, and very sparkly, but very creative looking. (At least until the glue dries.)

Finished products. A labor of love…and glitter.

Friday:) Freinds, Food, and Painting From the Heart

4 Mar

“There are painters who transform the sun to a yellow spot, but there are others who with the help of their art and their intelligence, transform a yellow spot into sun” ― Pablo Picasso


Today was my senior art group, the YAH, Young At Heart artists, over at Towne Creek. I went to the store for food and snacks for our Friday feast. My plan was tuna sandwiches, (it’s Lent, no meat.) potato chips, pie, and ice cream. I got all the fixin’s, and came home to make the sandwiches. (Here’s my secret recipe: I use mayo and cream cheese, a little diced onion, celery, and red bell pepper on wheat bread. Oh, tuna, of course.)

Our project for today was painting more bowls for the upcoming Empty Bowls event.

We have a good time painting, eating, sharing stories. Well, mostly I share my crazy stories. I love to talk as much as I love to paint. I’ve got a million stories.

Fourteen more bowls today, and thirteen last month. A nice little contribution from our little group. After we cleaned up our mess and dirty dishes, we went out into the hall and sat to chat a while. It was a good day.

This is a great quote. I’ve run into many people who say they couldn’t draw a stick figure. I say, “That’s good. No one should be drawing stick figures.” I’ve never run across a person that I couldn’t teach to paint and be creative. The secret isn’t trying to be perfect, but to have fun.