Thoughts about Creating- Letting It Just Be

I listen to an acoustic guitar player, he plays the same instrument as the next guitar player, but why do I listen to him more than others? How can I paint an angel my way? 10 songs on an album, can I paint 10 angels and change them enough to be their own song? The guitar player writes his own songs, from his soul, but then maybe some are filler to get it finished, who knows? Why am I attracted to certain songs more than others? An energy .......a vibration ....higher vibrating, my level of vibration....? What is the attraction? Their energy being great when they create? My energy being joy , fun, enthusiasm. If I paint something and it comes out like I want, that definition being ,I can`t find anything else on the piece that looks like it needs something done to it, and something I would want if I could keep everything in the world? Many times I do want it and I don`t want to let it go. Maybe I`ll never be in a place to make that again, is my thinking , or is that my inner critic being sneaky, keeping me down, holding me back? Would that be me writing a song that only I get to hear and a few around me? What is my intention when I sit down to work? To listen, to be open to what comes, to get out of the way.......to accept what comes , and not judge or criticize , but let it be.

Blue Popcorn

I go to a farmer`s market every week, I like to support local farmer`s and as Bill Nye says on "Stuff Happens" on the the green channel, I want to keep down my "food miles". Last week I found this blue popcorn. I haven`t eaten it yet to say if it`s good, but I`m taking it off the husk now. I figured if it`s not edible, I`d see if the birds will eat it. Maybe you`ve seen it before, but this is a first for me. It`s a great muted blue color.


After many hours and very sore fingers , this is what I ended up with. A large jar of beautiful blue popcorn that should last me until next season and a huge bowl of corn husks. Now what to do with the husks..... dolls are what comes to mind 1st. Native Americans made them for their children. How about stuffing a pillow or hand made mattress? That would be the inner filling and something softer like cotton batting on the outside. A wreath? not sure what it will end up becoming. My compost pile as a last resort.

New Blog

I created a new blog about early Make-do`s and pincushions. If you have information I could use please send it along for my consideration. Thanks, Melanee

Primitive America Antiques in Pennsdale ,Pa.

Fall in Pa. is a wonderful time, with the leaves changing and summer flowers are replaced with mums and bittersweet vining down off of trees. It`s also a time when many shops bring out the things they`ve been saving for Fall open houses. A special weekend they go to great effort to redecorate their shops in my favorite colors of pale pumpkins,browns of many shades, grey greens, various shades of white.
Today I was able to go to an open house at a nearby town. A shop that is in one of the outbuildings of the owners home. An early stone farmhouse set by itself in the middle of fields. This shop is only open on Fridays 10-5 , but on the open house weekends she`s open Friday and Sat. 514 Quaker Church Rd.Pennsdale,Pa.17756 570-546-6220.

This is her house.....


This is her shop inside.....





































































Happy Autumn!! Thanks Christine for all the great displays and for letting me take photos! Melanee