Pretty Little Ladies

Just a note to honor so many great women in my life. From my daughter and other women in my family to my beautiful friends who are my adopted family.
Love you all.

You gotta get up. You gotta get out. You gotta get up, get out and live it.

Sometimes you need a little push to get back on track. I was reading an article in "O" magazine by Dr. Phil about harnessing your personal power when I found it.

"Live Passionately," Dr. Phil writes," Figuring out what nourishes you and then being disciplined about doing it- that's real power."

This is where I am in this new week. Identifying what gets me up in the morning, scheduling the time and keeping to the plan.

Glitter is part of the mix, part of the magic.
Being busy, having a lot to do helps me immensely.
Getting sleep, interesting concept considering I was up at 3:30 to make a trip to the airport, but it makes me joyful to be rested.
Doing things for somebody else, friends, family, always good incentive. It makes me happy too.
And doing what I said I would do. The expression,"The road to hell is paved with good intentions." Illustrates my psyche. If I can't/won't/don't do what I said the guilt is hellish.
SO get up get busy and enjoy. All with a sprinkle of glitter.

See my fresh for the holidays website. There is more information for ordering your own glitter portraits and Christmas cards. http://www.niftyartgirl.com

All That Glitters

Making art and making myself happy is what happens when I put these Glitter Portraits together. From taking the photos, doing a little digital magic to them, then applying glitter, ink and paint to the new "canvas" all is a new pleasure to me.

Taking photos of the wondrous Frankie started this whole new line. Thank you to his "mom", Jeanine, who allowed me to feed him treats and take pictures till I had the perfect shot.

Experimenting with different digital effects to get the intended look was the next step.

Then the next wave of fun began with the magic and mess that is glitter. The magic and mess that is paint. And the magic and mess that is glue. The glitter was everywhere. The work tables, the glue, the floor, and upon glancing in the mirror, me.

Working on the underside of a canvas where I could corral the glitter was a help in subsequent glitter missions.



The results really appeal to the black velvet painter in me. I am the person who wants to wear faux leopard daily, sequins nightly and mirabou before breakfast. But doesn't. I am only sorry there wasn't pink hair dye when I was in college haunting the art buildings.

If you are interested in ordering your own personal glitter portrait contact me at niftyartgirl@yahoo.com.