I’m in the midst of another painting frenzy.
My Whimsical collection is scheduled to move to a second church gallery in a few short weeks.
But after I saw the actual venue,
I decided most of the pieces from Whimsical wouldn’t work in that space.
So sure, there is a tight time constraint.
Not to mention spring break and a family trip coming up..
I started painting a new series anyway.
Then three canvases into the latest painting spree,
I got into a conversation about hyperbolic crochet,
You know that my compulsive need to try every craft idea kicked in.
Now I’m obsessively painting AND crocheting.
It has quite a ring to it, doesn’t?
It’s actually really easy and fun to crochet this way.
Simply start with a chain or round.
Then choose how frequently you want to increase your stitches.
Then single crochet through the chain increasing every 3rd stitch.
Or increase every 7th stitch.
Or every “n-th” stitch.
It’s your choice.
Continue each row (or round) increasing regularly.
The resulting figures have a really beautiful, curvy, organic structure.
I think the coolest part about hyperbolic crochet is that it is an intersection between arts and math.
And, no, I’m not going to wax on about it.
If you want to learn more,
head over to The Institute For Figuring website.
Suffice to say,
My interest is now thoroughly piqued.
Here are three hyperbolic crochet pieces I created over the weekend:
By no means am I done with hyperbolic crochet.
I have at least two big projects in mind.
But it will be slow going
I have to first attend to the pile of empty canvases waiting for me.
So back to work I go!
“Oh Rooster” (oil on 8×10 inch canvas)
I’ve been remiss keeping up with my blog posts.
Things have been a little nutty recently.
I’ve been running around like a chicken with my head cut off.
Speaking of chickens,
I’m once again in the mood to paint them.
For the record,
I don’t like real chickens.
I think they are freaky and stupid.
I just like the idea of chickens… and chicken art.
In the middle of painting this chicken,
the words “the fair and the fowl” suddenly popped into my head.
It’s completely cheesy,
but it made me laugh out loud.
“The Fair and the Fowl.”
It’d be a room full of beautiful landscape and flower paintings.
And crazy chicken paintings popping up here and there between all the pretty.
You may not find it amusing.
But I’m completely entertained by the thought of it.
I just might have to do it…
It dawned on me that my older boy will be leaving home in less than four years.
A bubble of panic started welling up.
Would he be ready?
Yes. I’m sure he will.
Will I be ready?
That day will surely break my heart a little.
What does he still need to learn before I cut him loose on the world?
What are the non-negotiables I still need to teach him?
The boys know how to clean the house.
They do their own laundry.
I suppose I should make them cook a few meals.
I’ve noticed they are scared of the stove…
But they can microwave the heck out of anything.
Functionally, I know they’ll be fine.
What about spiritually?
We’ve attended church all their lives.
They believe in God.
They know the concept of grace & salvation.
I’m not sure they really get it though.
Shoot, I’m just finally comprehending the nature of grace myself.
They’re still kids.
How deeply can they really understand?
How do I encourage them along on this road?
One morning over breakfast,
One of them flippantly stated he wasn’t sure he wanted to live forever.
He was trying for funny.
I couldn’t let it go as such.
I looked them both dead in the eye and said,
“Your choice is not IF you live for eternity. It’s WHERE you spend it.”
And that’s the lead in to #88 and #89 of our read alouds.
Read aloud #88
The Screwtape Letters
by C.S. Lewis
Read aloud #89
The Great Divorce
by C.S. Lewis
Not our usual read aloud material.
But I was feeling the onus to cram a little wisdom into their hearts.
C.S. Lewis explains it so much better than I can.
Both books are full of truths I hope my boys will, in time, internalize.
If I had to choose one lesson for them to remember,
It is this quote from The Great Divorce:
“There are only two kinds of people in the end:
those who say to God, “Thy will be done,”
and those to whom God says, in the end, “Thy will be done.”
All that are in Hell, choose it.
Without that self-choice, there could be no Hell.
No soul that seriously and constantly desires joy will ever miss it.
Those who seek find.
Those who knock it is opened.”
Artist milestone: My first solo exhibit.
by Val Chan.
(I’m still giddy over the thought.)
On display now in the art gallery at Church at Charlotte South Park through Easter.
Then moving to the art gallery at the church’s Matthews campus.
How lucky am I that my church asked me to share my work in their space.
I can’t begin to express my gratitude.
I embraced the opportunity.
Busted my behind to create enough art to fill out the space.
Then invited my community and friends to come take a look.
The art reception happened yesterday.
I worried obsessively that I would run out of food and drinks for everyone.
When I wasn’t fussing over the possibility of running out of food,
I worried about no one showing up and then being stuck with all the snacks I’d ordered.
(Yes, I am a total dork)
The fantastic, amazing reality?
LOTS of folks showed up.
And there were plenty of snacks and drinks for everyone.
What a lovely afternoon.
My heart near bursted with joy that so many friends celebrated this milestone with me.