Art and Positive Thinking

Welcome to my Renee Loves Art blog!

My focus is exploring, creating and reflecting upon the positives of life and connecting them to my art whether it be photography, pen and ink drawings, watercolour paintings, mixed media, digital media or any other possible media I dive into!

I hope you join me on my art adventure!

Wednesday, December 12, 2012

Positively Red

Red.  It can positively conjure up all sorts of emotions.  To a farmer, red may trigger an excitement in spring that she will be able to plant her crops with her Massey tractor.  To a young man, red may create a desire to show off as he speeds down the street in his new red sports car.  To others, red is a reminder of anger or danger or a signal to stop, look, proceed with caution.  This weekend, red made me feel creative. 

Snow once again returned beckoning me to get all bundled up and venture outside with my camera to experience the cold, biting wind and the magical work of the snow.  My favourite red towel accompanied me.  I wondered if I could collect and capture various snowflakes on the red towel.  The contrast between red and white really tickles my eyes, so I thought, "Why not take the towel with me and photograph different scenes with it?"

I know what you are thinking, "Who would take a towel outside in the middle of December and why would someone do that?"  It is a bit weird, but why not?!

With cheeks red and tingly, I challenged myself to think of scenarios... What could the towel be besides a towel? 

How about a red cloak... awaiting on a bench, surprising and tempting a love smitten young lady to welcome a rich young pursuer into her heart?

The red cloak could be abandoned by the damsel in distress, perhaps because she is frightened by a big, bad wolf hiding behind a tree.  In her haste, the young girl runs off, dropping her cloak.

The bright red cloak against the white clean snow teases a romantic old lady to pick up the cloak and place it on a wooden swing, reminding her of her first outing with a school boy she had her eye on since the first day of  grade school, whom she later married.

The young damsel returns to the scene and is relieved to find her red cloak given to her by her new love. She places the cloak upon her shoulders and ventures to the gazebo, where she is supposed to meet the gift giver.  As she nears, she glimpses her beau with another girl, her worst enemy.  She has always been jealous of her perfect golden locks and sky blue eyes.  She dashes to the gazebo, confronts the two, they argue and the maiden slaps the young man's cheek, and in anger and embarrassment, she turns, and dashes off, tossing her cloak into the snow as a message that she cannot be bought and strung along!

Later, a poor farmer boy, on his way home from school, spots the cloak and decides that the cloak would make an excellent horse blanket and would keep his horse Blacky warm while he stands and waits outside the school house for his daily trek down the prairie dirt roads.  He leaves the blanket hanging on the half barn door to air out and dry, allowing his horse to get accustomed to the new blanket.

The young maiden, decides she is being foolish and returns to the gazebo and to her disappointment, she cannot find the cloak, but on her way back to her house, she spots something red hanging from a barn door.  She doesn't have the heart to ask the poor farmer boy for the cloak, because she realizes that the horse far more needs the blanket than she does.  She sees the boy in a new light, as he lovingly tends to his horse.  She notices that he is quite handsome.  Her cheeks redden and her heart flutters...hmmm,... red...It can positively stimulate one's imagination!

Yes, after all that, I did actually photograph some snowflakes! 
I didn't completely forget why I went outside in the first place!
Blush, blush!

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Tuesday, December 11, 2012

Positively Patient

Just when I was on a blogger roll last week with four entries in a row, my computer started to act up, so I have been patiently awaiting for the day when my computer is fixed. I wish the technicians would listen to what I have to say...they fix certain aspects, then give me a list of things to do, then the computer doesn't synchronize properly, and my documents disappear...networks...good for some things, not so good for others.

I have been collecting photos and ideas, but haven't had a computer to get things rolling again...oh well, maybe tomorrow. I did figure out that there is a Blogger app, so I am going to try this now...can I insert a photo while on the iPad...?

Hmmm, let's see...

By George, I think I've got it.... Being positively patient may have just paid off.

The deer photo was taken a few weeks ago, near my son's school. The deer and its friends were lounging in a yard of a house nearby.

The Santa is one of my oldest son's decorations that he made many years ago... I think in daycare...

Tomorrow I will have to try this app again, if my computer isn't ready... I will think positive thoughts and hopefully, my wish will come true. In the meantime, thanks for being positively patient with me!

Tuesday, December 4, 2012

Positively Imaginative Santa!

Santa is positively imaginative! For the past three years, Santa has visited Cypress County employeees' children early.  Each time, Santa arrived doing different things. 

The first year he arrived at the Christmas party on a horse named May.  It was May's last ride before she died.  I had reminded Santa that May hadn't been ridden all summer, because she was getting very weak and old, so it probably wasn't the greatest idea.  Santa had tried to load our other horse, Joby, but she wouldn't budge for some strange reason.  Santa had her all saddled up, but she didn't trust him.  So, in desperation, Santa loaded the old mare and off they went to.

We, Jeffrey and I, wrote a newspaper article about the event and it was published in the Cypress Courier. I remember reading Maple Creek's newspaper as a kid, and the reporters always wrote the articles with a lot of little details that most city newspapers do not, so I wrote the article in that style.  The article went something like this:

"Santa Rode a Horse
Dec.4, 2010

Tonight Santa made an appearance at A&W in Medicine Hat at 5:15 p.m..  He was spotted unloading a mature looking quarter horse from a silver double axle horse trailer attached to a 2002 F350 diesel one tonne white crew cab truck.

Santa sported his traditional red suit with white furry cuffs, tall black boots, a long white beard and curly hair which was topped by his furry red hat with white trim. 

Just to spice up the evening, May, the stubborn quarter horse, decide she didn't want to cooperate.  She seemed frightened by the icy slope that descended the A&W entrance.  She insisted on backing up, over and over again, while Santa tried to encourage her to proceed to the Travel Lodge, where the children of the Cypress County employees anxiously awaited in the lobby for their arrival.  Santa had a tough go.   His hat flew off, his bells fell to the ground and his coat kept unfastening. 

Santa's helper, (me) dressed in a black wool dress coat, snow pants, warm black boots, a fashionable bright pink scarf and an antique black felt hat adorned by a lovely bow, suggested Santa dismount the horse and lead her instead.

Santa agreed and the horse did too.  His assistant helped Santa redress  and progress was made. 

 Being a horse of high class, she agreed to walk on the sidewalk, instead of the road, and then allowed Santa to mount and enter the Travel Lodge parking lot, not without a little song and dance, however.

Passersby waved at Santa excitedly and the children darted out of the lobby to greet Santa on a horse!

Santa's second helper, a teen aged boy, took turns waiting outside with May while Santa boisterously and enthusiastically handed out gifts in the warm, cozy lobby.

Santa did a splendid job, said his good-byes and Ho-Ho-Hos and then mounted the anxiously awaiting horse outside in the parking lot.

There they posed for photographs and then rode off to the A &W parking lot, as Santa's two helpers followed on foot.  The horse was more than happy to head back.  Many people walking and driving waved to Santa as he made his pre-Christmas visit.

Santa, being somewhat of a showboat, rode May passed the A&W windows, enticing the teen aged workers to come to the door to check out the action.  The young employees couldn't believe their eyes.  They enthusiastically greeted Santa, so Santa and May decided to order at the drive through.  Santa's lovely helper paid for the meal on foot at the window.  May didn't appreciate a speeding vehicle in the parking lot and refused to proceed through the drive through.  The impressed workers gave Santa and his helpers a discount and repeatedly commented,  "It is so awesome for Santa to order at the drive-through on a horse!"  They kept repeating how awesome it was!

After a lot of attempts, Santa and his female helper convinced May to get into the horse trailer.  A friendly tap on the rear seemed to do the trick. 

A family of five children were very excited to see Santa and greeted him.  A man and his wife also came over for a look.

Santa and his helpers decided to eat  inside at the A &W.  As they left, the employees still said, "That was soooo AWESOME!"

The night was a big production, but Santa gave a lot of people something to remember and a story to tell!

Thanks, Santa!"

That was May's last ride.  She went out in a blaze of glory in February of the next year.  It was a very sad time, but we were comforted by the memories we had with her, especially as an assistant to Santa.

May's Last Summer

May, Me and My First Digital Camera

 The second year, Santa arrived on a quad and actually rode into the Cypress County lobby, surprising all of the children that Santa travelled in such a cool way.  He even wore a helmet to show the children that safety always comes first. 

This year, Santa entertained the children with a few layups and a game of one on one basketball at the YMCA basketball court. 

He goes out of his way each year to delight the children and adults.  He is truly imaginative! 

Thanks, Santa.  You are a great guy!

The story and images are soul property of
Renee Dowling.
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Please excuse the night photos.  I didn't have my new flash yet, and I was a rookie at taking night photos.   

Monday, December 3, 2012

Positively Frosty Kisses Part Three

Jack Frost positively painted his frosty kisses on everything metal too!

He found his way into the garden.

Flower pots showed evidence of his passion to sprinkle his magic.

Nails in old fence posts could not escape his affections.

On the top, on the bottom,on the sides, all surfaces frosted by Jack.

The old wooden wagons were not exempt from his mischievous behavior.

Oh, Jack, you sure do leave positively frosty kisses!

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Renee Dowling.

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please contact her

Sunday, December 2, 2012

Positively Frosty Kisses Part Two

Jack Frost did more than dust the many circles on our acreage with frost, he also kissed the Cottonwood leaves and the pine trees.  Spirals and curves continue to be his specialty.

How beautiful Jack Frost's kisses are!

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Saturday, December 1, 2012

Positively Frosty Kisses Part One

Nest Circle
Have you ever been kissed by a cloud?  I  have.  One foggy winter morning we walked on the docks at Elkwater Lake.  The fog was so low and thick, that we could feel little ice crystals kissing our cheeks. 
Last night I was kissed once again on the cheeks by a gentle misty fog.  

Jack Frost accompanied me on a walk with my dog Lucky.  I was wondering what Jack was up to, as he dashed and darted between the willows and the poplars, the spruce and pine trees.   

While painting early this morning, I gazed out my north window and the scene lured me to get dressed and venture outside into the winter wonderland.  Jack Frost had stayed up throughout the night painting our prairie with sparkly ice diamonds.  Meandering through my yard, I caught glimpse of many positively frosty circles that had also been kissed by the magic of Jack!

To my surprise, I discovered a nest hanging in our bushes like a Christmas wreath.

A Christmas Wreath

The bolts, nails and chains on our corral fences were really showcased by dear old Jack. 

The summer insects' artistry magically appeared on the weathered grey fence canvases.

Everywhere I turned, another circle appeared.

The light shown shyly through the newly revealed circles of time.

Colours long since gone unnoticed, unveiled their hues.

December first was positively kissed by Jack Frost. 

The photographs  and story are soul property
of Renee Dowling.
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please contact her