WOODLOFT GARDEN MOSAICS
Sunday, May 31, 2009
WOODLOFT GARDEN MOSAICS
Friday, May 29, 2009
WOODLOFT GARDEN RECYCLED
This ragged wheelbarrow was ready for the trash heap. Wheels were broken and sides rusted through. I added a bit of paint which brought it up a notch.
Woodloft garden, like most gardens, has gone through many changes over the years. I love to take items that are clearly ready for the trash and give them new life. I’m going to show you a few of my before and afters.
Meet Peggy Pots
Peggy a few summers ago
Peggy had a rough winter
This year my granddaughter, Marcy, redecorated Peggy. She still needs a bit of work but she is almost ready for another hot summer. She sports a pair of my mother's old tennis shoes and we used a gourd for her head.
Just because your old door mats are looking worn and tired doesn’t mean you have to throw them away. The backing on them is usually pretty rugged and meant to last many years. A little acrylic paint on the front design and they are even better than new.
I bought a simple $13 plastic Adirondack chair from Home Depot and a can of berry Rust-Oleum spray paint. What a difference! I’ll probably replace the pillow I temporarily placed on it with something waterproof. I bought 2 of these chairs and am so pleased at the way they rev up my garden.
Next time I’ll show you a few more of my recycled creations.
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Of all my loves, gardening is just about at the top of my list. I'm wondering why it took me so long to start posting stories of Woodloft Garden, the name I gave the garden surrounding my home, Woodloft. Perhaps it is because at this time of year, things are in a state of disarray. It takes me all of April and May to bring the grounds and garden back to life.
Woodloft Garden has an unusual resident in addition to the various critters that typically inhabit such a place. She is Lily, a mannequin. I purchased Lily from a friend at Happy's Flea Market several years ago. She goes through a change almost every year. This year she is bright and cheery and I almost want to rename her "Chiquita Banana" after the dancer of the 50's.
I placed her next to the 'lily' pond that I created from an old Roman bathtub. It is hard to believe that I once bathed in this tub! I'll tell you more about how this pond was created in a later post. Here, Lily is covered with moss and surrounded by old pharmacy bottles and flowers.
You can see Lily reflected in one of the mirrors I added to the back of my garage. Adding mirrors to an area creates a feeling of dimension. I have placed many around the gardens at Woodloft.
Monday, May 25, 2009
STRAWBERRY MANGO YUM YUM!
Hand-stamped recipe I create for my children and others
Friday, May 22, 2009
Seymour Greene-age 92
For many years, I’ve proclaimed that I’ll live to be 135. I’m not sure where that number came from. I know I’m hoping to live to over 100, and I guess I just selected 135 at random. Being interested in my health, I have studied longevity off and on. I’ve found that the people of
From what I’ve read, the experts in the field of longevity say that to live a long and healthy life you must exercise regularly and try to remain thin. You must drink plenty of clean water, try not to eat too much red meat, eat a lot of vegetables, keep a positive attitude, walk, work, and laugh.
One of the few people I’ve known who has lived to an advanced age in good health is
So what is it that accounts for
I looked into his shopping cart and was impressed to see an array of healthy foods on top of the basket. There were lots of vegetables and whole-grain dark rye bread. I commented to
So, my quest for the answer to longevity goes on with more questions than answers. And as far as
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
6 different kinds of onions placed on my teak cutting board with an oil on wood painting by my father, James Galloway, in the background
One of the hand-stamped recipes I make for my children
Here is the finished product. I had to hurry to snap a picture of it because it disappears so quickly.
6 Onion Soup
This soup is smooth and subtle. No single onion stands out over the others. The flavors mesh marvelously. It is hard to believe that there is no flour or butter added to this recipe.
Chef St. Clair has offered me another recipe that he thought I might like for my Memorial Day celebration later this week. It is called “Strawberry Mango Yum Yum.” I am anxious to try it. If it proves to be as yummy as he says it is, I’ll include it in next week’s "Food for Thought" recipe.
Monday, May 18, 2009
Closeup of box containing grandpa's wheel
Wheels of all kinds have always captivated me. In trying to find the reason behind this fascination, my thoughts go back to my grandfather. Benjamin Clarence Galloway. Grandpa Ben was an inventor. To make a living, he owned a custom auto body shop in Leavittsburg, Ohio, a little community on the outskirts of Warren. But he was an inventor at heart.
Benjamin Clarence Galloway
As far back as I can remember, "grandpa’s wheel" existed. He was born in 1892 and apparently had been working on the wheel since about 1935. He built many models of his wheel over a period of about fifty years. The wheel was metal with myriad gears, circles and other contraptions that I couldn’t begin to describe. Whenever he could, Grandpa Ben would corner my brother and me to talk about the wheel. He’d have us sit on the floor and he would pull out this tremendous blueprint. When we were children of about 6 and 9 years old, respectively, it was hard for us to comprehend anything about this blueprint, but he insisted we "pay attention." He told us that he was inventing a device for perpetual motion and that someday his wheel would be under the hood of every car in the world. No, he wasn’t crazy, but perhaps a bit overzealous and misguided. Ben had worked with gears and wheels for most of his life and knew a great deal about the workings of engines.
Various parts Grandpa used to assemble his wheel
One day, grandfather Ben called me into the room. He was shouting and very excited. His wheel had been running for over 3 days with no input of energy from anyone or anything since he had started it. His excitement soon turned to disappointment, however, when the wheel finally came to a stop.
Grandpa Ben worked on the wheel up until the end of his life. Each year, as he got older, the wheel became smaller and smaller. Parts were expensive and it was harder for him to lug them around each year. By the time Grandpa Ben reached his 91st birthday, his wheel had gone from three feet in diameter to a puny four inches. What had started as a five foot square blueprint was ultimately reduced to a sketch of the wheel on a small sheet of paper.
Box I created for Grandpa's wheel with diagram on left
My brother, Jim, and my sons, Charlie and Cameron, have pulled the wheel out of the box I made for it many times in a vain effort to reactivate it. We’ve all come to the conclusion that grandpa was on to something with his wheel, but we're not sure what.
Grandpa Ben came by his inventiveness and eccentricity from his mother, Elizabeth Kennedy Galloway. For example, Elizabeth used to making a crinkling sound when she walked or rocked in her favorite rocking chair. When my mother asked my father why his grandmother made such an odd noise when she moved, my father replied, "Oh, that. My grandmother wears newspaper under her dresses. She believes the smoke from my grandfather's pipe is bad for her and she thinks that by wearing paper she will protect herself. She says that someday we will all find out that you should not inhale smoke or have it get near your body." She was a woman ahead of her time. She and my great-grandfather, Benjamin Lowe Galloway, actually both lived into their nineties just like their son, my Grandpa Ben.
My great-grandparents, Elizabeth Kennedy Galloway and Benjamin Lowe Galloway. They were Quakers from Marietta, Ohio.
Someday I'll build a sculpture that includes Grandpa Ben’s wheel. The subject of the sculpture will be an enthusiastic inventor who looks as though he has made a tremendous breakthrough in technology - which is the way I remember him.
Friday, May 15, 2009
QUILTED ART PURSE
Assortment of items used to create purse
Last Saturday, my friend, Trish, came by my booth at the Farmers market in
During the week, my mind kept drifting to the purse. I didn’t want to have to donate it to Goodwill, but I knew I would never carry it because I have been accustomed to wearing a "fanny pack" through necessity. Years of exhibiting at art shows and on the market have taught me that I must keep my money close to my body for security purposes. After eliminating all possibilites of using the purse in my sculpture, I started asking myself questions. Why did I have to use it in my sculpture? Why couldn’t it just be a purse?
BATIK ART FACE
I took out one of the quilted batik faces that I normally use in the Quilted Art Journals and assembled some interesting embellishments from my studio. I quilted and embroidered the face, glued old European coins and other embellishments to the surface. I used a Goddess pendant to replace the zipper pull and attached small antique keys to it.