Plain Super – A Superhero Story

You’re much stronger than you think you are.  Trust me.  ~ Superman

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This is a sketch I did a while ago, when i decided i wanted to do a series of “girly” superheros.  I often use the word “girly” to describe my art, design and fashion aesthetic.  The word “girly” can mean so many things… but it is often perceived as describing someone who is the opposite of strong, courageous, tough… and i think nothing could be farther from the truth.  It can also have negative connotations when using the word to unaffectionately describe a male who behaves or dresses more “female”.  This is unfortunate.  Whether you are male, female, or anywhere in between – “girly” can be used against you as one of those shaming words.  Bummer.

img_6965Someone might say to me, “…Well Girly is a horrible word to use, because that is non-inclusive and doesn’t consider males who love pink, or wear glitter, or who paint daisies on everything.”  I’ve thought about this. a lot.  …because I actually think it is tragic that we as a human race have developed such hard and harsh gender rules for people.  It’s shameful we have created a world where we inflict shame on others that don’t fit in those “rules”…  where to be on the outside who you are inside is taboo, and simply dangerous.

That being said, I believe the word “girly” will and should live on.  For centuries there have been certain aesthetic themes that have been more commonly demonstrated by males or females.  This is across continents and cultures, and while it may be considered a “man-made” or regrettable societal outcome – i believe there must be some biological component as well.  I have always felt drawn to very feminine, colorful, flowery, flowing, glittery, pink&purple-y things.  I have no idea if it’s because of society, or because i have a vagina.  Hopefully someday it will be the right of everybody to enjoy those things if they want to… Vagina, or no vagina.  I dream of a world in which all genders can proudly flaunt their “girly” achievements, creations, and outfits.  Girly may be your greatest superpower!

Back to my “girly” superhero sketches.  The “girly” imagery is fun and unexpected when juxtaposed with traditional superhero outfits.  My drawings aren’t typically meant to be anything political or social-awareness-y… they are just for fun and love.  I love to make “girly” girls, i love superheros, and i was having fun with that. Hopefully I’ll share more superheros soon, but I’m currently on a mermaid kick.  🙂

p.s. You  are my superhero.  You who have felt different, awkward, uncomfortable in our skin… and who fell in love with every inch of yourself as you are… while always loving others (including animals) even more.  You, are just plain super.

see more superheros here!  I haven’t written much lately.  I’m trying to post week, maybe every day, but unfortunately I’m always slipping.  Thank you for the challenge and inspiration WordPress 🙂

xo skyblue

img_6961p.s.  If you are a cosplayer and want to make yourself into one of my superheros… feel free… first i’d fa-rEEEEK OUT!  and then i’d send you a Fa-rEEEEE print!  🙂

Hashtag #MiVida #SelfieTime – Life Imitates Art

Weekly Photo Challenge: #LifeImitatesArt

I grew up before there was such a thing as a selfie.  But today, it’s a part of every day of our life.  Whether it is because we need validation in the form of likes and shares, or we simply want to capture a memory for friends or families, ourselves… it is a lovely medium that draws me in for whatever reason.  They come to us in the form of friends, family, strangers, celebrities… they are candid or staged, sometimes both.  I am not an art scholar.  But I believe they are a form of portraiture… however flat, sexy, creative, narcissistic, innocent,, annoying, ugly, pretty… I will be hated and booed for my opinion but i stand by it… in my eyes, these selfies are art.

So many questions form in my head when i see a selfie.  I have questions on everything from how they got those facial features to what they had for breakfast.  Selfies inspire a lot of my art.  Some of my faces are free form from a vision, others are loosely inspired by an photo i see. Then as the piece comes to life… i have even more questions.  How is that not art?

See also: Weekly Photo Challenge: Selfie| Don’t Hate my Duck Face

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In a portrait, you have room to have a point of view. The image may not be literally what’s going on, but it’s representative.

                                                                            ~  Annie Leibovitz

xo, skyblue

 

Where Has the Time Gone? – Weekly Photo Challenge: Time

Where has the time gone?  I go through periods when i can’t face the keyboard, my thoughts, the world.  I doubt my worth and convince myself that i shouldn’t waste space on the internet with my words and photos.  I make myself appear all artsy, and whimsical online, but in real life i sit in a cubicle all day, do my chores and go to bed most days.  Nothing artsy or whimsical going on here folks.

But when i go back and read random old posts, i realize what’s here is exactly who I am. Writing here helps me connect with that person when i feel so far away from her.  I can go back in time and revisit my happiest, saddest and most whimsical moments any time i want to.   The time i spend doing what i love is rare and fleeting, but in those moments i have hope… hope that someday i will live as the me that i am.  True North.  Someday. Before my time is up.

I recently said goodbye to a very fine man, who really made the most of his time in this world.  He was on this earth for a very long time, and he touched so many people… did so much good.  I wish i got to know him better.  My husband, this man’s grandson and namesake, was recently given some boxes of his old papers… a glimpse of the people he touched, the work that he did.  Old letters when stamps were 15 cents.  Old documents created before computer was even a word.  He painstakingly gathered and documented his family tree, rivaling anything you could find on Ancenstry.com.   I look forward to learning more about this man as we delicately explore the treasures he left behind.

I hope we will find that he lived his True North.

We are so grateful for the time we had you with us, Pop.

“A thousand times we die in one life. We crumble, break and tear apart until the layers of illusion are burned away and all that is left, is the truth of who and what we really are”

~TEAL SCOTT

Goodbye Poppy Time

xo skyblue

#lovewins

Today was a good day. .  It was Friday.. not to mention, Casual Friday.  I had a maple frosted donut.  And a slice of pizza.  Don’t judge me.  I didn’t F up too badly at work for once.  The sun was holding hands with a perfect breeze. I did some yoga.  I listened to music. I did art.   Family.  Cats.  What more could I hope for?

And then there was that.  #lovewins

Seriously, I couldn’t be more grateful for a day like today. 

Fairies, Rainbows and Love are on top, as it should be.  

Today, this day, is my Muse.

Today was a good day.  

…and now i have stayed up so late drawing, today is yesterday and tomorrow is today…

today #lovewins

today #lovewins                                                                         skybluewithdaisies June 26 2015

xoxoxooo skyblue

Peace, Hope, Sunshine – Weekly Photo Challenge | Yellow

May today bring you love, hope, peace, music, sunshine.

xo skyblue

This mosaic of yellow moments from previous posts, was inspired by this week’s photo challenge.

p.s. the turtle photo is not mine.  i have no idea who took it, but it’s one of my favorite photos of all time.

Weekly Photo Challenge: Nighttime | Fishing Boats at Midnight

A recent trip to Bar Harbor Maine, brought us to this pier one evening… sleepy little fishing boats resting up for a hard day at work.  I can still hear the quiet nighttime boat sounds.

sleepy fishing boats

 

I’d love to see your nighttime pics!  Join the fun here 🙂

sleep tight.

xo skyblue

Living Art: Nicoletta Ceccoli’s Delicious World

One day, your favorite piece of art — a famous painting or sculpture, the graffiti next door — comes to life. What happens next?

Every time i look at her art it feels like I enter a different world.  If, heaven forbid, someone told me I could never look art again, but they would let me choose one artist that I could still look at and i had to do so within 30 seconds… I would have to say it would be Nicoletta Ceccoli’s art. I can look over and over, and each time I feel like i’m entering a world that i might get lost in.   A world that is dark and terrifying, but so enticing and whimsical there could be no turning back.  If I could eat her art, I would be three thousand pounds.

Enter at your own risk… and sugary delight!

Is there an artist that makes you feel this way?  (writer, poet, dancer, musician…?)

xo skyblue

inspired by the Daily Prompt: Living Art.

Weekly Photo Challenge: Work of Art| Lions and Tigers and Pancakes, OH MY!

… i always mess something up when i do a postaday challenge.  i forget the link, too many tags, this time it was forgetting my #postaday tag.  oh well, here we go again.  If you you’d like to read the post, it’s here! 🙂

Weekly Photo Challenge: Work of Art| Lions and Tigers and Pancakes, OH MY!

Mariah painting Tiger

xo skyblue

Weekly Photo Challenge: Work of Art| Lions and Tigers and Pancakes, OH MY!

My niece came to stay overnight last weekend, and we had the nicest time.  At least I did, and I hope that she did.  We don’t have her over often enough, but each time we do I adore her a little more.  I admire her energy, her sense of humor, her maturity, her heart.  I’m pretty sure she thinks I’m a kook… but I don’t care. I am a little kooky. I just like to see her being a kid, and discovering things, and having a good time.

mariah at the lakeOur weekends with her are usually much more active than we are used to, but it is invigorating.  I love how tired I am when she goes home.  She’s like a personal trainer!  LOL.  I love to look back at the pictures of our weekends together.  She really enjoys being with Uncle Wes… playing video games, learning how to chop wood… but I was elated when she asked if she could paint something.  She was hesitant… wasn’t sure what to paint or how to go about it, or even if she wanted to.  But she got past that (with a little nudging) and what emerged was the most beautiful painting.  She has loved tigers since I can remember… now she has one… her own work of art.

Mariah painting TigerShe also made chocolate chip pancakes for us… each one it’s own adorable work of art.

mariahs pancake artWhat artsy types of things do you do with the little one’s (or not so little one’s) in your life?  If you’d like to show us… join the challenge!

xo sky blue