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Friday:) Fast and Fun Watercolor Notecards

16 May

“It is a mistake to think that moving fast is the same as actually going somewhere.”

― Steve Goodier

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Last night, well actually early his morning around 1am, I decided to paint a couple of notecards. I was feeling motivated to paint, inspired by my friend Sherri, who is painting note cards to be used for messages of encouragement to some folks at local nursing homes who are alone and quarantined. How sweet. I didn’t want to just paint, but I wanted to make a quick time lapse video of the project to show Sherri, and because…. no one likes to watch paint dry, so I did the time lapse.

Using a thin black permanent marker, I outlined a few simple flowers and leaves, and used an inexpensive Crayola brand watercolor set, (usually 99 cents on sale.) You have to use permanent marker or a Micron pen or the watercolor will make the black bleed. You can use water based markers, but that will bleed all over, and that’s another kind of project.

So, here’s the funny part… at 1 in the morning, I’m trying to devise some kind of tripod type clamp holder that would hold my phone so I could record the video hands free. I looked all around, and came up with a couple of stacked up paint totes, a clipboard, and lots of maneuvering. Well, it worked. My best inventions are created after midnight.

So, that was just a test run. I want to make a few more painting videos to share with the world. The time lapsed are fine, but I need to do a few regular timed videos to do some “splainin'” Lucy.

Well, happy Black Russian Friday, my friends. Cheers!

Toni’s Extrovert Diaries Day 4~ My Private Quarantined Cocktail Hour and Art Gallery Tour

28 Mar

“Art is the only serious thing in the world. And the artist is the only person who is never serious.”

~Oscar Wilde

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Day 4 of Toni’s Extrovert Diaries. I only left the house about ten times today, and that was to walk the dog. Poor thing is exhausted. I’m going crazy and we’ve only just begun.

On the bright side, it is Black Russian Friday, so one of my famous cocktails will be on hand as I give you a brief guided tour of just a few of my original paintings that I have scattered about the house. (It only took me five years to hang them up.) There are many, many more paintings, unframed and squirreled away somewhere in the recesses of my “crap room” upstairs.

Cheers-here’s the tour… hope you watch it and say…”Miss Toni is …… AMAZING!!!!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lPGzAYsLK30

Thursday:) Third Day of Elvis on the Shelvis and More

13 Dec

“Her simplicity fathomed what clever people falsified.”

― Virginia Woolf

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Day 3~ Elvis on the Shelvis. Breaking loose on stage in the play kitchen.

It was a chilly gloomy day. My sister and I went to a movie. She wanted to see

Aeronauts, and I had never heard of it. It wasn’t playing anywhere close by, so we drove to Wheaton. It was a very good movie, and we both enjoyed it. I guess it will be available on Amazon soon, so if you missed it at the theatre, you get another chance.

We were the only ones in the entire theatre.

We had dinner at Houlihan’s and when we got back, I continued working on my ornaments. There are several steps, and each is very time consuming. I painted about a dozen boxes tonight, each taking around 20-25 minutes to paint. And these are an easier two color process. Other years I have taken almost an hour just to paint each box. The ornaments themselves take so much longer. It’s a labor of love.

Tomorrow is glitter time. I’ll be glowing for days. Uh oh!

Happy Thursday, my friends.

Wednesday:) When Artsy is in Your Blood

7 Nov

“When you’re an artist, there’s no such thing as free time. If you’re not creating something, you’re busy thinking about the next creation.”

~Toni Armenta Andrukaitis

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My last day back home visiting with my sister, I asked her if there was anything I could paint or make for her before I left. She loves my hand painted notecards, and loves giving them to her friends. So, I went down in her basement, where she has been kind enough to store all kinds of art supplies, paints, and brushes for me. I have several designated shelves with my art supplies.

She had some blank notecards and envelopes that were just perfect for painting. I took over half of her dining room and started my assembly line painting. There are several steps, and I always paint the envelopes too. A couple of hours later, a dozen notecards were painted and ready for distribution.

I think handmade or hand painted things are the best. Don’t you?

Wednesday:) What’s Cookin’, Miss Toni

9 May

“The world always seems brighter when you’ve just made something that wasn’t there before.”

~Neil Gaiman

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Well, usually I’m baking up a storm or cooking massive quantities of something or other. Last night, I decided to do a little painting. I didn’t go up to my studio/”crap” room until 11 pm or so. By the time I finished playing around with my projects, it was close to 1:30am. That’s just me. I’m a night 🦉 owl.

My friend and neighbor, Allison, had shown me a huge tall clear glass cylinder that she was going to turn into a bird bath or some such yard decoration the other day. I said, “Wow! That would be so cool painted with flowers.” I can’t look at clear glass without envisioning it painted. I love glass. She was just going to fill it with pebbles and things, so I offered to paint it if she liked.

She sent me a photo of a blue flowered dinner plate that she thought made a nice design, so I played around with the colors and flowers on a much smaller glass vase that I had, just to see how it might look. This is my prototype. I think it turned out pretty well. I haven’t shown her yet. Hope it works.

When I was finished, and as not to waste perfectly good glass paint, I painted a couple of 4×4 projects that I needed to work on.

So, that’s what I do in the wee hours of the night/morning.

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

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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

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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.