This year is pretty darn tight for me just like many other folks. I have very little money to go out and shop for gifts. But, what I do have is time. I am making stuff with what I have for people on my list. Re-purposing is a popular term for it. I started thinking about this popular term and my time. It is not a renewable resource. You only get so much, and that is it. You are done. I thought about re-purposing my time. What I can give my time to that is a re-purposing gift? I'm thinking about it that way from now on. I gave my re-purposing time gift to church yesterday to help other people make gifts with their art. It was all I had to give to something I care deeply about. It was the best way I could have spent a Saturday. Here are some photos of cool gifts that some participants made:
As the line from the movie Field of Dreams goes, "Build it, and they will come." When a few artists get together and do a guerrilla style art sale it works. Not to be confused with yard sale (warning: you will get yard sale lookers)an art sale has original art work sold by the artists. Diane sent out facebook invites, posted fliers and put up banners. It was a chilly day, but we had a steady stream of people all day and they had cash in hand. We had a great variety of artists there to choose wares from. The price range was suitable for all budgets and we offered a much more personal gift choice than the mass produced Wal-Mart bargain bin stuff. I mean how many fur covered chaise lounge chairs do you see at Wal-mart?
Today was another yummy bite of humble pie. I went out with the plein air painters and tackled a little blue house. From 9am until noon I fought the perspective battle. At the lunch critique everyone was kind, but I knew that something about that darn porch was bugging me. My perspective is off. I am not going to let it get me. I am going to work on this baby and re-post it later to save face. You wait and see. The little blue house will be right. Oh perspective, how I love to hate you.