tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14527289812075033232024-03-18T05:17:32.370-04:00Hub BubDiana Trout {Nan.DT@verizon.net}http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619570668028589422noreply@blogger.comBlogger340125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1452728981207503323.post-47060404557207191092021-12-07T20:42:00.000-05:002021-12-07T20:42:26.740-05:00About Journal SpillingThis blog is dedicated to anyone who would like to try their hand at Art Journaling. It is a magical and powerful journey.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCvjBWQ6I1g8JabcECKXttQbTwqZR5snZ2qtfC_hir9FK5_GnH7QxBrOH-TzNm51osxS00LN2BtvbYyU3VIGg3SRU1HztVj7MOMKwidzjGlBdIEfgsWjKR08EFg7pl03kOLO_1ZKhHTF55/s2048/23BC4F3E-7959-48EF-8B11-B4A177A53158.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="2048" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCvjBWQ6I1g8JabcECKXttQbTwqZR5snZ2qtfC_hir9FK5_GnH7QxBrOH-TzNm51osxS00LN2BtvbYyU3VIGg3SRU1HztVj7MOMKwidzjGlBdIEfgsWjKR08EFg7pl03kOLO_1ZKhHTF55/w482-h482/23BC4F3E-7959-48EF-8B11-B4A177A53158.jpeg" width="482" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtrNBvLcxO01WEBzr_VYngyQjojF_VECGDU39gTrtPIgcvzrhB-WtnwYPZ1oXPA4rD-eJLPRm04Ks4cG8vszTN24DILFPPzBGGYE8vHGQsvIgGvL3xZnBn-T9g8b9YHc0kVlcQtNjTcBR1/s2048/09699062-B873-4B22-9A14-BD0F42E4E685.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2047" data-original-width="2048" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtrNBvLcxO01WEBzr_VYngyQjojF_VECGDU39gTrtPIgcvzrhB-WtnwYPZ1oXPA4rD-eJLPRm04Ks4cG8vszTN24DILFPPzBGGYE8vHGQsvIgGvL3xZnBn-T9g8b9YHc0kVlcQtNjTcBR1/w640-h640/09699062-B873-4B22-9A14-BD0F42E4E685.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>If you think “I can’t.” I am here to see you through. Because all you really need is “I want to.” You don’t need to be good at art. This isn’t about making art for sale or viewing. It’s about using art materials to make colorful, messy art journal pages. Was something revealed along the way? Or maybe it was just fun. </div><div><br /></div><div>And that’s fine.</div><div><br /></div><div>Watch this space. </div>Diana Trout {Nan.DT@verizon.net}http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619570668028589422noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1452728981207503323.post-58264583465749872632011-05-24T18:31:00.000-04:002011-05-24T18:31:26.237-04:00New Blog Is UP!Go <a href="http://dianatrout.typepad.com/blog/">Here</a>! For my newly-designed, beautiful Typepad blog. Yeah! Everything is transferred, my first post is up and I'm drinkin' a beer! Get on over there and comment, link, favorite, share and help me spread the words. Thanks, loyal readers! sniff, sniff, I love you guys!<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEid9bULwquBNeeTvzqllHbXj0mEbwFJiKRjMinkG430HtGznXOAJlvQK63y78hT61bnqMi4Fzy3W5yUNX1WtnctzO1UTUV_orkJTOQAlNa398zfDm7Ugjl4JYGSsEZYmMsZQnEdNG5tv0MC/s1600/Donohue+Girls.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEid9bULwquBNeeTvzqllHbXj0mEbwFJiKRjMinkG430HtGznXOAJlvQK63y78hT61bnqMi4Fzy3W5yUNX1WtnctzO1UTUV_orkJTOQAlNa398zfDm7Ugjl4JYGSsEZYmMsZQnEdNG5tv0MC/s640/Donohue+Girls.jpg" width="406" /></a></div>An inside look at them and us together. It is not something that has a deadline. It is just us being us. Together across the country.Diana Trout {Nan.DT@verizon.net}http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619570668028589422noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1452728981207503323.post-10569337791741080452011-05-18T16:37:00.001-04:002011-05-18T16:37:00.913-04:00Time againReading Rice Zachary Freeman's book, <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Creative-Time-Space-Making-Room/dp/B004KAB38E/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1305664746&sr=1-1">Creative Time and Space</a>... what does time look like to you?<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY2qt_Erek0WdSarPLQGuQi1OljH95QHyS-RE4B_sjp9VzJKo-35C4A9SjxhL_uAjO-5EQRGWZgjZ6aK8yMSWmmDkou9Qkdtsyl1LX1dvjMMO72YZumEqhRAFr7R4XSpDdc7toeIpxfJ-Y/s1600/Curtain.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY2qt_Erek0WdSarPLQGuQi1OljH95QHyS-RE4B_sjp9VzJKo-35C4A9SjxhL_uAjO-5EQRGWZgjZ6aK8yMSWmmDkou9Qkdtsyl1LX1dvjMMO72YZumEqhRAFr7R4XSpDdc7toeIpxfJ-Y/s640/Curtain.jpg" width="640" /></a></div>I'm deep into cracking the code over on Typepad. I'll try to keep to my usual blogging schedule in the meantime. Soon, hopefully, I'll be moving.Diana Trout {Nan.DT@verizon.net}http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619570668028589422noreply@blogger.com19tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1452728981207503323.post-24172436668253663682011-05-12T11:23:00.000-04:002011-05-13T16:36:09.478-04:00Tape! Nudge 28<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgukVeRMLaCJykscwqZuUBfTxwWpbL7oUWscbq9nI3y0TX9oi0qJuj2IMKcbmlQdU6V05tTB3EfO7ib5Q-Zs0WoiOEsDDWKyv-o2cfWOuGx7bTdDis_W1OGkq98M2sQvht1PJJHvlwy7ALl/s1600/Tape+Nudge+28.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="452" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgukVeRMLaCJykscwqZuUBfTxwWpbL7oUWscbq9nI3y0TX9oi0qJuj2IMKcbmlQdU6V05tTB3EfO7ib5Q-Zs0WoiOEsDDWKyv-o2cfWOuGx7bTdDis_W1OGkq98M2sQvht1PJJHvlwy7ALl/s640/Tape+Nudge+28.jpg" width="640" /></a></div>Get out your tape! I found a page from a previous Nudge that had been gesso'd and portfolio'd and added some sketches I made with washi tape from <a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/PrettyTape?ref=seller_info">Pretty Tape</a> over at Etsy. The washi tape is translucent, so I added a couple of layers. You could use any kind of tape: masking, duct, paper, fabric. Glued-up strips of paper. Use it as a stencil or a fastener. Use it as a tab.<br />
Have some sticky fun!Diana Trout {Nan.DT@verizon.net}http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619570668028589422noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1452728981207503323.post-10041797197862985282011-05-11T14:46:00.000-04:002011-05-11T14:46:35.410-04:00Art Journaling This Saturday<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuxggrp7_vEs__xYHHM7krmTS-G-mS_Av3zmn8MBT_RiKCOWhofdl-yY-NBAs4DavfDD3D6TWY5app7spmbChv3YJdoZckJ7J2A6vUhpYGnFSUvF7JcOmOhVi1rJUO0VR6IPD1cceJuPGh/s1600/Finding+the+Balance.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuxggrp7_vEs__xYHHM7krmTS-G-mS_Av3zmn8MBT_RiKCOWhofdl-yY-NBAs4DavfDD3D6TWY5app7spmbChv3YJdoZckJ7J2A6vUhpYGnFSUvF7JcOmOhVi1rJUO0VR6IPD1cceJuPGh/s640/Finding+the+Balance.jpg" width="530" /></a></div>Quick New Flash! I'll be teaching a 1 1/2 hour Art Journaling workshop at Abington Art Center, this Saturday, May 14, 10:30 am - 12 pm. Bring a journal, everything else will be supplied. This is such a great deal! $20 bucks! It doesn't get cheaper than that folks and we'll have plenty of fun.<br />
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Hope to see you there!Diana Trout {Nan.DT@verizon.net}http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619570668028589422noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1452728981207503323.post-30050923348932575982011-05-09T16:55:00.000-04:002011-05-09T16:55:43.928-04:00Business for Artists<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">You want to have make money from your artistic talents? Most of the time, folks will tell you (often right as you are graduating with that BFA in hand): "That a a couple bucks will buy you a cup of joe." Yeah, thanks a lot.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">The words "business" and "plan" are not easily uttered by artists. I've done (partial) business plans at least twice. Ugh. Then I heard Jennifer Lee, author of <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Right-Brain-Business-Plan-Creative-Success/dp/1577319443/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1304972731&sr=8-1">The Right Brained Business Plan</a> on a podcast. She said some of the big-bad business plan words like: demographics, target market and market size and then spoke about pulling off a plan using visual aids. Yeah, I'm all over that one.</div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">I got Lee's book after looking it over really carefully. My first reaction was that the visuals were a bit cartoon-y but pretty quickly saw that this was a selling point for me, it opened me up. There are other good books on the market right now. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Creative-Entrepreneur-Visual-Guidebook-Business/dp/1592534597/ref=pd_sim_b_1">The Creative Entrepreneur</a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> has gotten good reviews. Poke around on Amazon.</span></td></tr>
</tbody></table>I got out my gel pens, my markers, scissors and glue stick and have actually made inroads in my plan. Forecasting? Yeah, baby! Jennifer actually explains to you how to do the research for finding your target market, etc. Oh Joy! I don't feel like an idiot.<br />
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</div><div>If you want to make money at your artwork, you want an art business and if you want an art business, you need a plan. Start slowly. Artists deserve to make a living; to make a life from their art. Dag-nab-it! You are not "selling out" if you do so.</div></div>Diana Trout {Nan.DT@verizon.net}http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619570668028589422noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1452728981207503323.post-50164205973469644052011-05-06T23:45:00.000-04:002011-05-06T23:45:54.717-04:00June 2012, Italy!Here is the video from Maggie's B and B where I stayed, just outside of Fabriano.<br />
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I spent some very happy moments on Maggie's terrace, sipping wine or cappucino (time appropriate) and making art or writing. I made my Italy-drenched paper here. The countryside was beautiful.<br />
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Plans are in the works for holding a week long retreat in Fabriano next June (2012). Watch here for updates. OMG! This area of Italy is too beautiful not to share!<br />
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</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">Here is a picture of Susan (who invited me to Paradise) and I on Maggie's terrace on my first night.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1HXwsIgfrvIwb8dWL3UQY51eOnd3FY7uSB5zy-jcSjg2yMkbQ7IZ199SIyVQghPrZJb01lwDvU_gjRUHB0iwDELsI2DOHcWtkvL-tzIbN8uQtFQ__D7fi7tSVIt4IzESfbsdA9yxZdVSS/s1600/1st+Night+on+Maggies+Terrace.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="282" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1HXwsIgfrvIwb8dWL3UQY51eOnd3FY7uSB5zy-jcSjg2yMkbQ7IZ199SIyVQghPrZJb01lwDvU_gjRUHB0iwDELsI2DOHcWtkvL-tzIbN8uQtFQ__D7fi7tSVIt4IzESfbsdA9yxZdVSS/s320/1st+Night+on+Maggies+Terrace.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">Enticing, isn't it? Start saving you pennies, euros or pounds!</div>Diana Trout {Nan.DT@verizon.net}http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619570668028589422noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1452728981207503323.post-22507267353119927162011-05-06T12:30:00.000-04:002011-05-06T12:30:22.744-04:00Creating a Journal PageNew video up ... Sneak peak into Inner Circle Journal. Have a great weekend everyone! It is deliciously warm and sunny here.<br />
<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/2YvC-rithwQ" width="640"></iframe>Diana Trout {Nan.DT@verizon.net}http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619570668028589422noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1452728981207503323.post-14804337335239874282011-05-05T17:13:00.000-04:002011-05-05T17:13:34.022-04:00CanioDo you keep a pen and paper by your bed? It's very handy. I started doodling this thinking it was me in a fun hat and then ... it was <a href="http://dianatrout.blogspot.com/2011/04/italian-clown.html">Canio!</a> Oh my gosh. Wait a minute ... am I CANIO? That big circle on the left is not supposed to be an ear, by the way.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkOhsY0bevUkkZb3n4ecWL-7-vpS0SHophl5kdQLOTA2TZyZJomnn53PcRN9Gm6EoVXKWLrGvZA6TEjXx2rLxZY5-s2mYz0jeZbcSmv3zZdipI1h3n358us-ODbGG6q78abG4hFL7B8gQ5/s1600/Fabric+Art+Books.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkOhsY0bevUkkZb3n4ecWL-7-vpS0SHophl5kdQLOTA2TZyZJomnn53PcRN9Gm6EoVXKWLrGvZA6TEjXx2rLxZY5-s2mYz0jeZbcSmv3zZdipI1h3n358us-ODbGG6q78abG4hFL7B8gQ5/s640/Fabric+Art+Books.jpg" width="480" /></a></div>I think the inspiration originally came from this book, <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Fabric-Art-Journals-Making-Embellishing/dp/1592531962/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1304560060&sr=1-1">Fabric Art Journals </a>by Pam Sussman. It's an older book but good instruction and loads of ideas. Amazon isn't carrying it but you can get a used copy for about $18.00. Hedgehog pincushion not included. I'm generally not so frou-frou-y but there is good basic instruction in this book. Embellish as desired.Diana Trout {Nan.DT@verizon.net}http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619570668028589422noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1452728981207503323.post-88682620412462176172011-05-02T19:32:00.000-04:002011-05-02T19:32:49.461-04:00Embroidery Journal<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">A journal I made a couple of years ago from an old men's wool jacket (thrown in the washer on hot and felted up a bit.) Needle felted circles and some embroidery.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipBvy73imv8VVQhxR266eWS985KcG6awjfhts4hBKjGgp_lR1kfQQWwnDGZbM1CySxt04LhbrQwoHLQ0chlfOJCD5IkNIwsEBhyphenhyphenPng5UpPqNtynbSQFzK67JxsF9FU7_bYjJu1H8AIsI70/s1600/Embroidery+Journal+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipBvy73imv8VVQhxR266eWS985KcG6awjfhts4hBKjGgp_lR1kfQQWwnDGZbM1CySxt04LhbrQwoHLQ0chlfOJCD5IkNIwsEBhyphenhyphenPng5UpPqNtynbSQFzK67JxsF9FU7_bYjJu1H8AIsI70/s400/Embroidery+Journal+1.jpg" width="352" /></a></div> The interior is (very) slowly being filled with samples and practice embroidery stitches.<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbGouTiBDV6dU0fNlpWXtYMxxJd4dDPo0dv6LD8Cef67Pn1jv_dJJIiZSsERk9toJIp1LbhQHihYZqb-Frn0kdiKnyRAnUFZyKNZ0GkgyUfiCsMyiJEWjC19PLZMT0yybZ1RJ5DEnUsRbp/s1600/Embroidery+Journal+2+inside.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="285" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbGouTiBDV6dU0fNlpWXtYMxxJd4dDPo0dv6LD8Cef67Pn1jv_dJJIiZSsERk9toJIp1LbhQHihYZqb-Frn0kdiKnyRAnUFZyKNZ0GkgyUfiCsMyiJEWjC19PLZMT0yybZ1RJ5DEnUsRbp/s320/Embroidery+Journal+2+inside.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Got stitch?Diana Trout {Nan.DT@verizon.net}http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619570668028589422noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1452728981207503323.post-80070930874590532242011-04-28T18:16:00.000-04:002011-04-28T18:16:38.563-04:00Nudge 27, Stitch<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw4_WLbJ5WpFmQKpAAqjoR4_fio713qG7CgbUG5U2NpnjO-TAMxgz_mnq7nowvWIA0HPen9h_l2TGS_GkatWFuIpVfIbqTbsWcYxKKWyK6ffU57dGIy_yKpF3hko1hFT8I_EXcXdmDWMqu/s1600/Capisco+Niente.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="192" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw4_WLbJ5WpFmQKpAAqjoR4_fio713qG7CgbUG5U2NpnjO-TAMxgz_mnq7nowvWIA0HPen9h_l2TGS_GkatWFuIpVfIbqTbsWcYxKKWyK6ffU57dGIy_yKpF3hko1hFT8I_EXcXdmDWMqu/s320/Capisco+Niente.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Ok OK! I got the emails. Here's Nudge 27 ... Stitch. In your journal, on your pants, a tiny corner of a blanket, on your lawn chair. Take a few stitches. Don't know how? What!? Hate it? Aw, come on. When was the last time you sewed anything? You have a mending kit somewhere.<br />
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Capisco Niente is a handy all-purpose phrase I learned before I went to Italy. It means "I understand nothing." So true on so many levels. It made me laugh and most of the Italians I used it on laughed with me. I may embroider that on a t-shirt.<br />
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Something cool happens when you stitch in your journal:<br />
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Use embroidery floss - all six strands - when stitching on paper. Poke your sewing holes first with an awl or thumbtack and make sure that your needle goes through the holes comfortably. It's way to hard on your hands to try to stitch without the holes.Diana Trout {Nan.DT@verizon.net}http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619570668028589422noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1452728981207503323.post-76471487995829231392011-04-27T14:25:00.000-04:002011-04-27T14:25:31.544-04:00The Italian ClownA story, more than a post. I needed to ramble and let this roll around in my mind. You may want a cuppa for this one.<br />
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I was finally on the last leg of my journey from Glenside, PA to Fabriano, Italy. The first gusts of Italy were just swaying my hair and I had a pizza margherita and grapes wrapped in paper for my train journey from Rome to Fabriano. Navigating Termini in Rome was not so hard for a city girl from Philly and the right train was waiting for me. <br />
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I found a seat, smiling and buon giorno-ing the older woman who sat opposite with her ticket on the small shelf under the window. Just as the train began to make its creaking sounds that assure you that shortly you'll be underway, the train door opened and striding on board was a young man. Tall and dark and untidy as young men can be. The burst stirred Madame's ticket which flew from it's perch and the young man, graceful as a dance, swooped down to retrieve it and settle it back with a gentle unhurried smile and pardone.<br />
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His backpack flew up to the rack above and he smiled and asked me, in English - how did he know? - if he could put mine up as well. Grazie. There was no way I could have gotten that bag to the rack without standing on my toes on the train seat after eating spinach, Pop-Eye style, for a couple of weeks. Up it went.<br />
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There were seven of us seated on the train.<br />
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<i>Canio is the lead role in the Italian opera, Pagliaccio (The Clowsn)</i><br />
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The young man (I'll call him Canio) and older woman began speaking rapid Italian. Soon, the other four Italian passengers were engaged. I assumed that they were perhaps all from the same small town. I was smiling quite stupidly out the window, enjoying the lyrical sounds of their language, as they chatted and chortled, and the passing scenery.<br />
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<i>A grove of cypress trees.</i><br />
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<i>Canio's hair is shoulder length, a mass of curls, a rich nearly-coffee, brown, pulled back with a navy blue hairband. His mother's heart would brim at the sight of her beautiful boy. And that is what he is. Not handsome, not "hot." He is beautiful in the same non-sexual way that a painting or the Italian countryside might be. His eyes, slanting downward at the outside edges, are almost black. Despite the mournful shape, they are not sad. They are deep and you can see his soul there. His skin-tone is Mid-Eastern dark. His face is a long oval, full lower lip and sharp points on the upper lip. His nose is long and straight but in no way sharp. There is a soft roundness at the end of his nose, though his nostrils flare out. There are no angles at all to him. Rather a gentle bulkiness. </i><br />
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In between, Canio translated some of what was being said for my benefit and seamlessly brought me into the circle. I made friends. The older woman wanted to know where I was going and where I was from. And, of course, I wanted the same. We shared and, I think, that my appreciation of what was passing out the window and through our part of the train was indeed "Bella Italia." Beautiful Italy. It translates nicely. Sometimes, you don't need language.<br />
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There is something magical about that young man. He is from Milano. He is a clown. He works at the hospital and saves his euro so that he can travel and work with needy children. He'd just returned from Africa where he clowned and before that, India. His eyes and posture reveal a soul filled with magic and kindness. He created a small community there on our train. Not focused on himself but focused on community.<br />
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I drew him later, quickly, in my sketchbook. My sketchbook was in the bag that blew up on the rack. I wouldn't have drawn him anyway right then. I was too much in the moment and that moment was given to a kind of gentle crackling that involved my concentration fiercely. Better to draw later - my impression of that moment.<br />
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Canio got off the train before me and, as promised, delivered my bag effortlessly at my feet and then, with another gust, was gone. The moment over. The new friends I'd met made certain that I got off at the correct stop and wish me a safe and happy visit.<br />
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Yes, the trip certainly started on a magical note. I need to explore Canio's face further, so will probably make more sketches and watercolors along the line. But this is a good beginning<br />
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So much of what I saw and experienced in Italy was quickly captured in my sketchbook. I feel it may be months before I've extracted all of it.<br />
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Thank you for your well wishes on my tendonitis. It feels somewhat better. I recommend a brace!Diana Trout {Nan.DT@verizon.net}http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619570668028589422noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1452728981207503323.post-46959157881210033862011-04-25T17:33:00.000-04:002011-04-25T17:33:34.580-04:00Congratulations and Thank YouCongratulations to Connie (of Colorada) and Hannah (in the UK) for winning the birthday giveaway. Thank you all so much for you comments and good wishes. It was so nice to hear from so many of you! You really made my day.<br />
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The tendonitis (always present) in my elbow has just exploded over the last couple of days. I'll be resting it up a bit and keeping a low-ish :) profile while I let it heal. Dang, this drives me nuts! But am holed up with good books: A Visit from the Goon Squad; Jennifer Egan and Creative Time and Space; Rice Zachary Freeman. Also lurking around is The New Crewel by Katherine Shaughnessy - but it is perhaps filled with too much inspiration and would make me yearn to stitch!<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSDP_iuhxEc1L4X1gYIlWT-sAl_628LDZfrjFfROgxt2fcvTH-3zlfuIZS9Q_45Oz93txZ0q0WZNdgQraAAeScGYusMFUIcxBFkSxJR5Hg4XBbr7JzwOmDiRq1Ts38pO0t6UJvU80_uciy/s1600/olive+trees.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="354" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSDP_iuhxEc1L4X1gYIlWT-sAl_628LDZfrjFfROgxt2fcvTH-3zlfuIZS9Q_45Oz93txZ0q0WZNdgQraAAeScGYusMFUIcxBFkSxJR5Hg4XBbr7JzwOmDiRq1Ts38pO0t6UJvU80_uciy/s640/olive+trees.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;">An olive grove near Assissi. Doesn't it look like a beautiful ballet?</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
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</div>Diana Trout {Nan.DT@verizon.net}http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619570668028589422noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1452728981207503323.post-79038080558023359182011-04-21T16:28:00.000-04:002011-04-21T16:28:12.048-04:00Evidence<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Beautiful found paper. I was caught in the act of peeling old posters from a wall. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYKM6kPSB1XPvcJIepLhCZYUSJfC-4knxjnEOqcyFTs2Q3vmn40xcM2dCTsZZotSdFbadzACB4DwWfhVZ7W9QvVHFE7JgIqfLpebszZxRvIHZlYIubPpOB79-CxnEF8XYFjIwDgAxuIZrf/s1600/Evidence+Assissi.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYKM6kPSB1XPvcJIepLhCZYUSJfC-4knxjnEOqcyFTs2Q3vmn40xcM2dCTsZZotSdFbadzACB4DwWfhVZ7W9QvVHFE7JgIqfLpebszZxRvIHZlYIubPpOB79-CxnEF8XYFjIwDgAxuIZrf/s1600/Evidence+Assissi.jpg" /></a></div> Exotic ephemera opened my eyes again.<br />
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Congratulations to Connie of Colorado and Hannah in the UK for the Birthday Giveaway!Diana Trout {Nan.DT@verizon.net}http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619570668028589422noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1452728981207503323.post-58436206416334399712011-04-19T18:18:00.000-04:002011-04-19T18:18:57.231-04:00Italy Journal, A Pear Shaped HouseMy watercolor moleskine journal came back nearly full of sketches, ideas and words. Working with it to further develop the fertile seeds of ideas is part of the fun.<br />
<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/T9OSNCygDh0" title="YouTube video player" width="640"></iframe>Diana Trout {Nan.DT@verizon.net}http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619570668028589422noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1452728981207503323.post-62966548054732742552011-04-18T04:32:00.006-04:002011-04-19T17:25:07.832-04:00Double Nickels Birthday Giveaway!<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"></span></div><div style="text-align: left;">Dear Readers, It is time for</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>the double nickels Birthday</i> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">GIVEAWAY</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div>As a big thank you! to all of you for reading, commenting and making art, and in view of my 55th birthday (April 18, 1956 - yikes), it is just the right time for a giveaway. In fact a double giveaway.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWw7KZRqjpW0xi9mHR3lfwCKX4srhONEKe-ajGzMvQ6-4fH5WHn86erMlTeqVKLFleUYl3G_jpv6VDigHh1HlHR4ogMOTvJrMTFe_Q74dWCBZsdnUEraKRgZHKQFYwZQE9ehEMofu0kiEB/s1600/PlayfulPapBckgrdsPromoPicResized.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWw7KZRqjpW0xi9mHR3lfwCKX4srhONEKe-ajGzMvQ6-4fH5WHn86erMlTeqVKLFleUYl3G_jpv6VDigHh1HlHR4ogMOTvJrMTFe_Q74dWCBZsdnUEraKRgZHKQFYwZQE9ehEMofu0kiEB/s200/PlayfulPapBckgrdsPromoPicResized.jpg" width="141" /></a></div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHeOEPoFlYllbmqB9lsBOaCiOLvBz-XuVQx7k3MBbtAeIZ7zRz66cUPgrJYuZfwT_cAZWeJoZFEWZRhpGeMANIxzMejmF-7gI8y-Fmxp3uCcvdPQvpqRH7MykNOk-ht05UEVkwKiwu6TrW/s1600/61J0r09G53L._SL160_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHeOEPoFlYllbmqB9lsBOaCiOLvBz-XuVQx7k3MBbtAeIZ7zRz66cUPgrJYuZfwT_cAZWeJoZFEWZRhpGeMANIxzMejmF-7gI8y-Fmxp3uCcvdPQvpqRH7MykNOk-ht05UEVkwKiwu6TrW/s1600/61J0r09G53L._SL160_.jpg" /></a></div>Here's the what ... I an giving away one copy of each<br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Journal Spilling </span>and <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Playful Paper Backgrounds </span>(the DVD)</div><div style="text-align: center;">I love you guys, <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">sniff-sniff</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">Here's the how ... Leave a comment and tell me which you'd like: the book or the DVD. I'll pick two folks: one for each.</div><br />
<div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">I was pretty durned excited the other night to be tagged on Facebook by Jenny Doh of <a href="http://blog.crescendoh.com/crescendoh/">Crescendoh</a>. She reviewed Journal Spilling! <a href="http://blog.crescendoh.com/reviews/2011/03/book-journal-spilling-by-diana-trout.html">Here</a> is the review (and I wouldn't be sharing if it was unfavorable). When I posted this fab bit of news on Facebook, someone commented that she had just returned from teaching her first art journaling class and that Journal Spilling was her inspiration. It doesn't get any better than that. Really. So thank you. Comment away.<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;">I love you guys, <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">sniff-sniff</span></div></div><div style="text-align: left;"></div>Edit: I closed comments on April 19. Will pick the winners on the weekend!<br />
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</div></div>Diana Trout {Nan.DT@verizon.net}http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619570668028589422noreply@blogger.com78tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1452728981207503323.post-48275780076292401652011-04-17T16:21:00.000-04:002011-04-17T16:21:16.951-04:00Fabriano<div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">The Italy sketchbook came home nearly full. There was much to record visually and so much to write about. And so, I begin to work within it and juice every memory I can. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAQwDwvbWki5ZydVGK3O-Vxc8kOWqWaXoPB2muP3CnNS0D4U9Nx3_Oizdsmg5HPn-Fgr_4ZQTwL_qdazbvr3ssgAYbd0b4a9XJpCWkRhtSg2n5HyGjlsgjlrvqyrzucHtueyB7hpHiLPJc/s1600/Journal+Cover.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="370" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAQwDwvbWki5ZydVGK3O-Vxc8kOWqWaXoPB2muP3CnNS0D4U9Nx3_Oizdsmg5HPn-Fgr_4ZQTwL_qdazbvr3ssgAYbd0b4a9XJpCWkRhtSg2n5HyGjlsgjlrvqyrzucHtueyB7hpHiLPJc/s640/Journal+Cover.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;">Color and shape were simply addressed. Over the next few weeks, these sketches will be plumped up a bit and added to. I see many future artworks on these pages. </div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;">The painted paper used as the background in these photos has a story.</div><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOmwYzTYsdM77OShi2k171cGUScXT9Nt_InjtLyv7VM-LCFG1PK30YUx2L7wiEvtyaak217o6Bht2gH574UT2S-T0PKSyxyWEAFOhjIveaipTAIOzn5ben6mc8hgfClSioH9wiz5lBcOIh/s1600/Italy+Embedded+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOmwYzTYsdM77OShi2k171cGUScXT9Nt_InjtLyv7VM-LCFG1PK30YUx2L7wiEvtyaak217o6Bht2gH574UT2S-T0PKSyxyWEAFOhjIveaipTAIOzn5ben6mc8hgfClSioH9wiz5lBcOIh/s640/Italy+Embedded+1.jpg" width="640" /></a></div>It blew away once and I chased it down and rubbed it into the dirt. A leaf from an olive tree felt on it and I traced around the leaf. Delilah, the kitty walked over it. Another leaf blew down and I rubbed it into the paper, it's brilliant green color lending both a scent and a series of smudges. I drew and wrote on the paper and splashed it with Pellegrino. I stamped and rubbed it onto the rocks to soften the paper.<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEib6_NEeGbFpI4xo-HMdk1SvdlLQcqZL34rVieyTDhEhIFquldl_KLTJlCgbYkGgcPv_b5Tc0FW7RU3UfKLOIf2dt41WFOyLGWAj81WxvndyXq9HV3GEBbn2vMbj6gOaSiLLTn9E3YgVlMG/s1600/Italy+Embedded+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEib6_NEeGbFpI4xo-HMdk1SvdlLQcqZL34rVieyTDhEhIFquldl_KLTJlCgbYkGgcPv_b5Tc0FW7RU3UfKLOIf2dt41WFOyLGWAj81WxvndyXq9HV3GEBbn2vMbj6gOaSiLLTn9E3YgVlMG/s640/Italy+Embedded+2.jpg" width="640" /></a></div>This paper has been embued with Italy.Diana Trout {Nan.DT@verizon.net}http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619570668028589422noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1452728981207503323.post-70346530400096958522011-04-12T07:29:00.000-04:002011-04-12T07:29:30.695-04:00Post from Fabriano Italia<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Is this heaven. Si. Here I am with Maggie (L) and Susan (middle). We are in Vallemontagnana in the mountains above Fabriano (valley mountain, si?). Maggie's elegant and very comfortable bed and breakfast is here. It is an extremely happy place. A golden eagle flew overhead on my first evening here and then today, as I was leaving, it flew again as if to say goodbye. Bella. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHOIKWt4RslaGliS8H7ac7peQntdrGD5w_a4tMHCMtHgYmICLGqG4QNPitCfEyRoGp07yTBW9fspFtimm2WRkyxs6Yzvrl_naj8zbNpqT2a3C2lzNeejd3iB7whmKE4IjWc84W2wJRzxJf/s1600/maggie+susan+me.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="216" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHOIKWt4RslaGliS8H7ac7peQntdrGD5w_a4tMHCMtHgYmICLGqG4QNPitCfEyRoGp07yTBW9fspFtimm2WRkyxs6Yzvrl_naj8zbNpqT2a3C2lzNeejd3iB7whmKE4IjWc84W2wJRzxJf/s320/maggie+susan+me.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Susan is my host. She is here for six months on sabbatical and has been so generous to have me here and take such good care of me. We are having many art moments and loads of fun. Perhaps some of the hilarity was provided by the farmer and his wife (below with Maggie). They make the most delicious wine in their tiny cellar from grapes that they've grown on the hillsides below. She is bellisimo. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkXjq-zzxVZBZpT8sFQrzWNfpSd0lzm6ZUxJ97w9KjvASL3PXWDhaz3sf6njU29xtmp0UrDGUa2hcO7uxBN7uc-Kij2RI9fmd6gwtxy5WRces83gCO9lwxZK2m6SI2BoOlQ1J-j-D6bKux/s1600/Maggie+with+Delia.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkXjq-zzxVZBZpT8sFQrzWNfpSd0lzm6ZUxJ97w9KjvASL3PXWDhaz3sf6njU29xtmp0UrDGUa2hcO7uxBN7uc-Kij2RI9fmd6gwtxy5WRces83gCO9lwxZK2m6SI2BoOlQ1J-j-D6bKux/s320/Maggie+with+Delia.JPG" width="239" /></a></div>One little bit of a meal at the extraordinary Marchesse del Grillo. The chef, Serena, has invited me to bring a future class of students to her restaurant which is also an olive grove and garden to have a lesson! I love Serena. She is young and a true visionary. More of the meal later. This was a sausage and liver tarte with a lovely bit of lemon in the crust.<br />
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xo xo (that is a hug and kiss on each cheek, Italian-style).<br />
DianaDiana Trout {Nan.DT@verizon.net}http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619570668028589422noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1452728981207503323.post-14392025960171759302011-04-06T16:04:00.000-04:002011-04-06T16:04:15.561-04:00Packing for Italia<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Off to Italy tomorrow and the best bit of packing in underway: my art supplies.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5xk9ne6gEFWBo1LrAWIUXrzGRi-xNw-l4oLhSq0RudkwXVjH_Qm8FzJSy-B9Icu4RIHhR35F2h4j1i4UIoRsb7dTZePCcq7NiNf_KSlV-W-rNjeSPMdhv1jrv0nRiwPl9gWhHo0hyeEwg/s1600/Packing+for+Italy+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="245" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5xk9ne6gEFWBo1LrAWIUXrzGRi-xNw-l4oLhSq0RudkwXVjH_Qm8FzJSy-B9Icu4RIHhR35F2h4j1i4UIoRsb7dTZePCcq7NiNf_KSlV-W-rNjeSPMdhv1jrv0nRiwPl9gWhHo0hyeEwg/s400/Packing+for+Italy+1.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>I was all set to carry one type of journal with me but then I saw <a href="http://www.rumbleinthedistance.blogspot.com/">Carole Loeffler's</a> watercolor Moleskine the other night at a meeting and remembered: yes. This is the perfect journal, slim with wonderful paper.<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh8wGRwU7rkNvop4jiQ62DyYUNRBfcwLOLYhVxRBk0mAWj_hmxUoy1s0Hboog7C3c1VQ45HCwta8EZ5wo4j1kR70ZO5lWUXi0Em_ybbYXFpqpQ8Cy8eClxzIldfWw6ucWFdYVq6IZZGrpM/s1600/Packing+for+Italy+4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh8wGRwU7rkNvop4jiQ62DyYUNRBfcwLOLYhVxRBk0mAWj_hmxUoy1s0Hboog7C3c1VQ45HCwta8EZ5wo4j1kR70ZO5lWUXi0Em_ybbYXFpqpQ8Cy8eClxzIldfWw6ucWFdYVq6IZZGrpM/s400/Packing+for+Italy+4.jpg" width="338" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">My portable watercolor palette with a couple of brushes. I'm still debating on the caran d'ache as they are not absolutely necessary but lovely to use. It is always a question: what to bring and what to leave at home. Have you ever, really?, badly wished for something that you've left at home?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_EVVaugeMGF81SryZXJACqtw53Oz2M-JKXfpWfD2TSD7FQNTceqcWuRZRlOapsoKqprf_DqxUZ6nCrPPaSznuHzGLuVQD4RfuhijwmM-7iY0QERpCrhc-AeGuZ5p3kCuoTMMDn82cyOhg/s1600/Packing+for+Italy+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_EVVaugeMGF81SryZXJACqtw53Oz2M-JKXfpWfD2TSD7FQNTceqcWuRZRlOapsoKqprf_DqxUZ6nCrPPaSznuHzGLuVQD4RfuhijwmM-7iY0QERpCrhc-AeGuZ5p3kCuoTMMDn82cyOhg/s400/Packing+for+Italy+3.jpg" width="270" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">My tools fit neatly into this zip case. The case is plastic lined and opens nicely so that I can see what I'm looking for. Derwent Inktense pencils are coming along as well. I couldn't leave those behind. But just a selection! Also the Derwent Watersoluble sketching pencils. I love those. I found a Micron pen in Sepia the other day in my favorite sketching size, which is thick - .5 - but is juicy and nice to write with as well.</div><br />
I'm packing a set of vintage book covers. I will make these into a portfolio and fill it with a selection of italian papers. I like the variety in size and weights, etc. The <a href="http://www.museodellacarta.com/default.asp">Museo della Carta</a> has a wide range of beautiful papers and I'll be able to use their studio to create this very simple container. It will be quite an honor to work there and get a feel for this well-loved museum where the watermark was invented in the mid-19th century.<br />
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A presto, mi cara amicas.<br />
(see you soon, my dear friends)<br />
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I hope to get in a post or two while away. If not, I will be back with stories and drawings. Fully re-energized and inspired.Diana Trout {Nan.DT@verizon.net}http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619570668028589422noreply@blogger.com21tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1452728981207503323.post-46422857998659379362011-04-03T12:59:00.000-04:002011-04-03T12:59:56.827-04:00Frittering<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMvMmKbZWi_NVSrxHu4Gjw2me4EtSuTaPXGdxyUuQ33GKNijDgk7Rhru7v0-Rdzonpe8ceGJbaI1HQquqY0KG2f8KfYFbFuQ2U2QPyy5CSiTVRFHFhMXSwts70y-RsuDs6g2E6RnDowSC_/s1600/Sewing+Bowl.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMvMmKbZWi_NVSrxHu4Gjw2me4EtSuTaPXGdxyUuQ33GKNijDgk7Rhru7v0-Rdzonpe8ceGJbaI1HQquqY0KG2f8KfYFbFuQ2U2QPyy5CSiTVRFHFhMXSwts70y-RsuDs6g2E6RnDowSC_/s640/Sewing+Bowl.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Frittering my life away - or at least my Saturday night.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><i>Frittering: To spend, bit by bit, on trifles</i></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><i>To break into small fragments</i></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><i>First known use: 1728</i></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><i>"whittle away," 1728, from</i></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><i> </i></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"><span class="foreign"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><i>fritters</i></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><i> </i></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><i>"fragment or shred," possibly from a noun sense, but this is not recorded as early as the verb; perhaps an alteration of 16c.</i></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><i> </i></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"><span class="foreign"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><i>fitters</i></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><i> </i></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><i>"fragments or pieces," perhaps ultimately from O.Fr.</i></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><i> </i></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"><span class="foreign"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><i>fraiture</i></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><i> </i></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><i>"a breaking," from L.</i></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><i> </i></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"><span class="foreign"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><i>fractura</i></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><i>. Or perhaps from a Germanic source :</i></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><i> rags)</i></span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><i></i></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: #454545; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 17px; line-height: 19px;">Our life is frittered away by detail. Simplify, simplify." Henry David Thoreau</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: #454545; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 17px; line-height: 19px;"></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: #454545; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 17px; line-height: 19px;">On the other hand, Nietzche: "I feel as though I've frittered my life away for what else is there to do with a life?"</span><br />
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibErr_9dhgt_wwWW5nnKfAyjNDewta0lrjMTJiJt3S8MzysaH8-rT1HcXMW7xHOpNwBqG4TxjKJ5xCe0-JnszE0z7pVVIATbz119ERO7592Dvif896_YrNeetJdbR4nGiq5cyP5D3t_GqD/s1600/Sewing+Bowl+with+Journal.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b><i><img border="0" height="576" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibErr_9dhgt_wwWW5nnKfAyjNDewta0lrjMTJiJt3S8MzysaH8-rT1HcXMW7xHOpNwBqG4TxjKJ5xCe0-JnszE0z7pVVIATbz119ERO7592Dvif896_YrNeetJdbR4nGiq5cyP5D3t_GqD/s640/Sewing+Bowl+with+Journal.jpg" width="640" /></i></b></span></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b><i>My carry along journal for Italy. Variety of papers, Rollabind(ed?, bound?)</i></b></span></td></tr>
</tbody></table></span>Diana Trout {Nan.DT@verizon.net}http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619570668028589422noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1452728981207503323.post-45093084716068106762011-03-31T15:46:00.000-04:002011-03-31T15:46:59.471-04:00Nudge 25, Do One Thing<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">How many times a day do you say "I should do THAT." Last night: </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8FeD5-a0aOWdonolvBluVgnDG9tB2fjbpuNsDWJBp5NmY71IYvHCdWdIJ14X2aruVayFoh8z5MQ9CDk5A95aSUfJmozh6c0bZSQ3vBQVyYeSYbG3XwjplLTmEgW6JwOB_R8gcRgnpUPAM/s1600/daytimer+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8FeD5-a0aOWdonolvBluVgnDG9tB2fjbpuNsDWJBp5NmY71IYvHCdWdIJ14X2aruVayFoh8z5MQ9CDk5A95aSUfJmozh6c0bZSQ3vBQVyYeSYbG3XwjplLTmEgW6JwOB_R8gcRgnpUPAM/s400/daytimer+2.jpg" width="341" /></a></div> And then, there was a piece of woven paper hanging around, not doing much of anything.<br />
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