For all those of you who like art................I made a blog for my art! I just couldn't keep all the fun to myself. I like painting so much I have to share it with you too. Since I'm painting/drawing more nowadays and I don't want this blog to get drowned with all my artwork. So that's what made me think about making a separate blog. Today I had time so I took the plunge and did it. Here's the link http://myheartoncanvas.blogspot.com
A big "thank you" to all of you who continue to encourage me in my artistic endeavors, however crazy or pathetic they might seem. Please continue to comment and tell me what styles you like, what mediums, what I should do better in etc. I soon hope to start accepting orders, so you can be thinking of what you'd like!
Saturday, April 11, 2009
Friday, April 10, 2009
Awww....
A little note from Kiara! Isn't she adorable?(I was quite sick with the flu this week and was in bed for two days. A few substitute teachers took the kids for me. I missed them so much those two days...I just had to post this note.)
Thursday, April 9, 2009
Panang Curry
The other day I had a chance to make some Thai food.--My favorite! We had some Panang Curry paste hanging around the fridge so that gave me my inspiration. A few ingredients were missing, but since when did that ever stop anybody? I made coconut milk by letting a few cups of desiccated coconut soak in hot water, then squeezing out the "milk". Thanks to Joy who came at the right time and helped me with that.It all turned out wonderful. Eating that night brought back so many childhood memories of living in Thailand or eating my dad's wonderful cooking. Papa would be so proud of me! If only he would've been here to taste the food...
Miss your cooking Papa!
The Dancer
My latest work. The main reason why I haven't been on-line much.I used acrylic, not necessarily the best choice as I'm not so familiar with it. This is only the second painting with acrylic, I probably won't be posting the first. But I love painting so hopefully the more I practice the better I'll get! You can find the original picture/painting at www.viningsgallery.com . Fabian Perez, the guy who painted the original, is now my new hero!
Saturday, April 4, 2009
Tasha
I just finished wrapping Tasha's presents...so I can hopefull give it to her tonight. I love giving people presents, it's so fun! But shhh, you can't tell her because I want it to be a surprise. She probably thinks no one has any present for her. Her birthday was actually on the 2nd, same as my brother, and I got to call her and wish her a happy birthday.Anyway, I love her lots and lots. She is such a good friend and a wonderful person. I hope you have a good year Tash!
Friday, April 3, 2009
Cherish The Children
I just read these cute stories about children and thought you'd enjoy reading them too! Especially those of you who have children, or teach and care for children like I do.
Author and lecturer, Leo Buscaglia, once talked about a contest he was asked to judge. The purpose of the contest was to find the most caring child. The winner was: A four-year-old child, whose next door neighbor was an elderly gentleman, who had recently lost his wife. Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the old gentleman's yard, climbed onto his lap, and just sat there. When his mother asked him what he had said to the neighbor, the little boy just said, "Nothing, I just helped him cry."
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Teacher Debbie Moon's first graders were discussing a picture of a family. One little boy in the picture had a different hair color than the other members. One of her students suggested that he was adopted.
A little girl said, "I know all about adoption, I was adopted."
"What does it mean to be adopted?", asked another child.
"It means", said the girl, "that you grew in your mommy's heart instead of her tummy!" ****************************************************
On my way home one day, I stopped to watch a Little League base ball game that was being played in a park near my home. As I sat down behind the bench on the first-base line, I asked one of the boys what the score was. "We're behind 14 to nothing," he answered with a smile."Really," I said. "I have to say you don't look very discouraged." "Discouraged?", the boy asked with a puzzled look on his face... "Why should we be discouraged? We haven't been up to bat yet."
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Whenever I'm disappointed with my spot in life, I stop and think about little Jamie Scott.Jamie was trying out for a part in the school play. His mother told me that he'd set his heart on being in it, though she feared he would not be chosen. On the day the parts were awarded, I went with her to collect him after school. Jamie rushed up to her, eyes shining with pride and excitement. "Guess what, Mom," he shouted, and then said those words that will remain
a lesson to me....."I've been chosen to clap and cheer." **************************************************
An eye witness account from New York City , on a cold day in December, some years ago: A little boy, about 10-years-old, was standing before a shoe store on the roadway, barefooted, peering through the window, and shivering with cold. A lady approached the young boy and said, "My, but you're in such deep thought staring in that window!" "I was asking God to give me a pair of shoes,"was the boy's reply. The lady took him by the hand, went into the store, and asked the clerk to get half a dozen pairs of socks for the boy. She then asked if he could give her a basin of water and a towel. He quickly brought them to her. She took the little fellow to the back part of the store and, removing her gloves, knelt down, washed his little feet, and dried them with the towel. By this time, the clerk had returned with the socks. Placing a pair upon the boy's feet, she purchased him a pair of shoes. She tied up the remaining pairs of socks and gave them to him. She patted him on the head and said, "No doubt, you will be more comfortable now." As she turned to go, the astonished kid caught her by the hand, and looking up into her face, with tears in his eyes, asked her . "Are you God's wife?"
Author and lecturer, Leo Buscaglia, once talked about a contest he was asked to judge. The purpose of the contest was to find the most caring child. The winner was: A four-year-old child, whose next door neighbor was an elderly gentleman, who had recently lost his wife. Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the old gentleman's yard, climbed onto his lap, and just sat there. When his mother asked him what he had said to the neighbor, the little boy just said, "Nothing, I just helped him cry."
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Teacher Debbie Moon's first graders were discussing a picture of a family. One little boy in the picture had a different hair color than the other members. One of her students suggested that he was adopted.
A little girl said, "I know all about adoption, I was adopted."
"What does it mean to be adopted?", asked another child.
"It means", said the girl, "that you grew in your mommy's heart instead of her tummy!" ****************************************************
On my way home one day, I stopped to watch a Little League base ball game that was being played in a park near my home. As I sat down behind the bench on the first-base line, I asked one of the boys what the score was. "We're behind 14 to nothing," he answered with a smile."Really," I said. "I have to say you don't look very discouraged." "Discouraged?", the boy asked with a puzzled look on his face... "Why should we be discouraged? We haven't been up to bat yet."
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Whenever I'm disappointed with my spot in life, I stop and think about little Jamie Scott.Jamie was trying out for a part in the school play. His mother told me that he'd set his heart on being in it, though she feared he would not be chosen. On the day the parts were awarded, I went with her to collect him after school. Jamie rushed up to her, eyes shining with pride and excitement. "Guess what, Mom," he shouted, and then said those words that will remain
a lesson to me....."I've been chosen to clap and cheer." **************************************************
An eye witness account from New York City , on a cold day in December, some years ago: A little boy, about 10-years-old, was standing before a shoe store on the roadway, barefooted, peering through the window, and shivering with cold. A lady approached the young boy and said, "My, but you're in such deep thought staring in that window!" "I was asking God to give me a pair of shoes,"was the boy's reply. The lady took him by the hand, went into the store, and asked the clerk to get half a dozen pairs of socks for the boy. She then asked if he could give her a basin of water and a towel. He quickly brought them to her. She took the little fellow to the back part of the store and, removing her gloves, knelt down, washed his little feet, and dried them with the towel. By this time, the clerk had returned with the socks. Placing a pair upon the boy's feet, she purchased him a pair of shoes. She tied up the remaining pairs of socks and gave them to him. She patted him on the head and said, "No doubt, you will be more comfortable now." As she turned to go, the astonished kid caught her by the hand, and looking up into her face, with tears in his eyes, asked her . "Are you God's wife?"
Thursday, April 2, 2009
Sam
Happy Birthday to my dearest little brother Sam! You're so smart, witty, creative, talented, and such a fun little brother. I hope you have lots of fun this coming year. I love you.
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