Welcome to the Playroom at 14 Peonystreet!

This blog started in the "playroom". That's what DH calls artwork- playing. Wish I could live in the "playroom" forever.

Saturday, February 21, 2015

Are You Ready for the Oscars? Camellia Is!

Camellia
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I have this fascination with fashion, and it reaches it's peak around the Oscar's.

The creation of my folk art doll, "Camellia", is an expression of that fascination.  I could never wear these dresses, I'm not that 36-24-36 kind of gal, but this lady can sure wear it!

She's pink and sassy, with a boatneck neckline, held together over the shoulder with bits of velvet.  Her belt. . .

. . .is a fragment of a fancy trim, circa 1950's, from Dottie Rose' sewing trims;
her dress fabric a shiny pink, satin-like, also from Dottie. 

Dress back.  

Now lets look at that headdress!

A variety of cotton and brocade- can you recognize
the Kaffe Fassett print?  The center is a button from a bygone
article of clothing.

She's also wearing a "pearl" necklace and earrings from Dottie's old jewelry collection.  This is why "Camellia, Going to the Oscars" is not for sale.
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Camellia in her evening dress.

Back view.

Headdress.

Latino Camellia, "Mi Corazon".

Headdress.
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Dressed to go out for the evening, in nothing I could ever wear.  I live on a farm, in the country.  So I live through Camellia vicariously.  She can go anywhere!

Thursday, February 19, 2015

Needing Winter


Some people hate winter, and also constantly complain about the weather.
I grew up with hard winters, and thought nothing of it.  It was normal to get
snowed in at least once every winter, where we couldn't get out to the road.
If you did get to the road, you still couldn't go anywhere, because the country roads
weren't plowed yet, and they wouldn't be for about 2-3 days.


Some people get depressed in winter, or sad. After all, it all looks
so dreary.  
There's a beauty and a satisfaction in the dreariness though.
I have come to crave winter.
I take walks in it, no matter the temperature.
I take deep breaths of it.
There is no other season like it.


I have come to love winter, and to need it.
It feeds a part of my soul that nothing else can fill.

Tuesday, December 2, 2014

Night Visitors


Yes, it's blurry-- but the best I could do under the circumstances.
The dogs went wild with barking, so had to go and check what all the commotion was about. 
About 25 of the neighbors black angus were all munching on my grass in the front yard.
They were all safely corralled back to their pasture......

GOODNIGHT, COWS!

Sunday, October 26, 2014

Farm in the Mist

My Favorite Tree
Web
Nest in the Myrtle
Dandelion Spider
Maple tree
Hollyhock from seed
Spanky
Mushroom
Pecan trees
Turnip Greens
Old house
Morning Glory

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