Okay, Osama Bin Laden is dead. Let's not celebrate until our boys are out of out of Iraq

These are two tee designs I did for our Quaker Friends in Fayetteville.
I revised the second one that was never used. Hope they don't mind.

"Marks of Civilization" 2010

I've played arts and crafts all week and been doing the things I should be doing at this point in my life. Attended a workshop on "Articulating our Faith." I work on this every day anyway. Two quotes from Emerson resonate for me: "God enters by a private door into every individual." "All I have seen teaches me to trust the Creator for all I have not seen." The piece I'm uploading is called: "Marks of Civilization," based on decorative art from the Northwest Coast. I am enthralled with the body work around me. Some of it is so beautiful and some is amazingly horrible and sad. The model in my piece is a Blackfoot/Cootenay/Nez Perce friend of mine. Click the title to see the art.

Local Inspirations: "Carteret Lights" and "Spirit of Conchs Point"

"Carteret Lights" is clearly about Cape Lookout Lighthouse and it's associated marketing. I've always been amazed at how many businesses and organizations use Cape Lookout for identity. It is THE Carteret icon. The central image was taken a few months ago. The signs were snapped mostly on Harkers Island about two weeks ago when my friend Jane visited. Jane and I had a really great day together searching out lighthouses. I was going to do the whole county but I got so many just on Harkers Island that I stopped.

"Spirit of Conchs Point" is about the old dock, the truly community one we had before the new mini-park came into being. In many ways it was friendlier and more accessible. The current gazebo is a pass-through with really awful no-back bench seating, hardly a good place to hang out or gather. The community used to have fish fries and cook-outs at the point. No longer. No facilities any more.

What we have today is a floating dock where people I've never seen before come to fish or sun. Dogs must be on leashes and I think the park closes at sundown. I miss the old unregulated dock and the "Barfinder" aka "S.S.Weed." Nothing stays the same and I am lucky I was here for many of the years before Ophelia took it all out and the town took over. Click title for images.

Sherry Wells

Sherry Wells left us on January 2, 2010. This piece is called "Rainbow Serpent" and was my prayer for Sherry's recovery. Sherry fought colo-rectal cancer long and hard. Her friends still miss her.

Cape Lookout 150th Anniversary Juried Exhibit

Original information for this show indicated only two categories: painting, photography. My mixed media art didn't really fit either category but it did have photography, so that was the category I entered. Later I found out the categories had been changed to Art and to Photography. Oh well. I never seem to fit any category quite right. I did receive an Honorable Mention for Photography but I don't know which piece received it. : )

Evil Does Exist

I have a son-in-law [almost not] who is a psychopath. He has vowed to destroy both me and my daughter, and he's been doing a good job of it. He engages us in repetitive malicious litigation and plays dirty sick tricks on my daughter. For relief, all I can do is pray and make art. I dedicate these two pieces of art [Time's Up, and Eeyore & Tigger] to him and his weird and misguided lawyer girlfriend who has joined him in his vendetta against us. Sigh.

Roots Hold Me Close

More and more I want to work only with recycled and re-purposed stuff. More and more I want the work to have real content. My commercial work always carries a message, so why wouldn't my art? I'm posting a collage I did at the beginning of the year, a piece entitled, "Roots Hold Me Close, Wings Set Me Free," a line from a Unitarian Universalist hymn.

I entered this piece in a local show, "Art from the Heart." It received no mention. : ) Doesn't matter. Well, maybe a little. I'm still very pleased with it. Got bottle caps as well---the moon and stars and Junkanoo wings, too.

During this same time, I got on a genealogy kick. For days I worked on nothing else. Loved it. Found photos online of ancestors whose names I had known but names with no faces or bodies. It felt very cool. Art-wise, I like to work on pieces the same way other people journal. People, places and things that touch me or feel significant to me.

Outrageous Earrings For Outrageous Women

These are all large and outrageous fun art constructions
designed for adventurous women,women who really love
fun, noticeable earrings and aren't afraid to wear them.

These a one-of-a-kind, mixed media wearable ear art can
include sterling silver, pewter, base metal charms and
beads, crystals, paint, bone, horn and other found
or recycled objects.

During the past year, I've begun working primarily with recycled
and repurposed components. Using these often vintage pieces is an
artistic challenge at times, but it's all about the earth
and it's fun, too!

To purchase earrings and see even more, point your
browser to "http://www.outrageousearrings.com"


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ABOUT ME AND ABOUT CONK POINT GRAPHIX

Professionally, I am a full-time graphic artist working out of her own studio Conk Point Graphix. I design ads, logos, catalogs, tee shirts, web sites, and an assortment of other miscellaneous graphic projects. To see examples of her professional and personal work , point your browser to: www.conkpointgraphix.com

For personal satisfaction, I design and fabricate earrings, for myself, for my friends, and now, for you. I treat each pair as a small discreet art piece and I take great care with each on. I have collected outrageous earrings for years and I definitely enjoy wearing them. Friends say Ihas the coolest earrings of anyone they have ever known.

With my two Pomeranians Lylie Cheryl and Babie, I live in a 100-year-old lovingly renovated and recreated "fisherman's shack" on the coastal marsh water. I have two gorgeous daughters, Alice and Melissa, who have been gifted more outrageous earrings than any daughters could possibly desire... or maybe not?