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Celebrate

marylizingramart —  July 13, 2012 — Leave a comment

Celebrate, Ink Sketch…Today is my tenth wedding anniversary, so for my daily sketch I was drawn to a big bowl of corks sitting in our kitchen, reminders of celebrations past. Some corks are from New Year’s, some from anniversaries, some from dinners with friends. A few are from those nights when the day had been hard, when money was tight, or stresses were high; when my husband and I would thumb our nose at hard times and celebrate life with some cheap champagne. We have much to celebrate, in good times and in bad. Dave Matthews’ “Two Step” plays in my mind, “Celebrate we will, Because life is short but sweet for certain…”

In Alabama, anniversary, Art, artist, Birmingham, celebrate, cork, daily, Dave Matthews, drawing, Ingram, ink, Liz, Mary, sketch, Two Step
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Good Things

marylizingramart —  July 12, 2012 — Leave a comment

Good Things, Ink Sketch…Sitting at the desk in our room is a collection of “good things”: old books from my grandparents’ house, a brass key from Romania, a piece of pottery made by my husband filled with Iona marble from Scotland, a Byzantine coin framed in a brass ring…an assortment of curious objects, a unique collection, simple objects that make me happy. I love collections. My family and I aspire to live more simply, with a small home consistently purged of excess. Still having too much, we try to keep taking steps in the direction of less. I find the words of William Morris drift to mind, “Have nothing in your houses that you do not know to be useful, or believe to be beautiful.” This sketch shows a small collection of things I believe to be beautiful; beautiful for the meanings they hold in my mind, for their age, for their history, for the memories. (The perfectionist in me is having a hard time with these sketches. I’m drawing with only a pen, so the pictures show every mark I make, whether I like them or not! )

In Alabama, Art, artist, Birmingham, collection, drawing, Ingram, ink, Liz, Mary, sketch, William Morris
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Pizza Break

marylizingramart —  July 11, 2012 — 1 Comment

Pizza Break, Ink Sketch…Here are a few things about me: I try hard to eat healthy food and to feed my children well-balanced meals. I buy organic products when I can. In a small effort to “save the planet,” I always use “real plates” to eat on, and we use fabric napkins. I have three kids and a pretty demanding job, along with being an artist. I try to keep my house tidy, my family happy, and all my neat little ducks in a row. I try to go an extra step, do a little more…but sometimes, you have to know when to give yourself a break. To order a pizza with no vegetables and eat on paper plates. Today was that sort of day; tonight, that sort of night. I woke up this morning with just enough time to get ready and out the door with my three side-kicks in tow…no time for a morning sketch. Part of this “artistic endeavor” is to be realistic about my place in life at this moment in time…and sticking to my own rules to the detriment of my sanity is something I can do without! So pizza night it was, and evening drawing it is!

In Alabama, Art, artist, Birmingham, break, children, evening, Ingram, ink, Liz, Mary, organic, pizza, sketch
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Quiet House

marylizingramart —  July 10, 2012 — 1 Comment

Quiet House, Ink Sketch… On the third day of my “morning sketches,” it is really hard to wake up. This morning my alarm was a hungry baby, and my house was softly lit with the morning light, cool, cozy and silent, except for the soft hum of a fan. I almost retreated back into my piles of blankets and pillows and caved for a little more sleep. Willpower won out, be it groggily, and I climbed out of bed and fumbled into a chair at my grandmother’s sewing desk. This morning’s drawing shows the only other somewhat-awake being in the house, my cat George. His own sleep disturbed by my clumsy movements, he stared at me awhile, an expression of sleepy questions as he stay nestled among the puffs and folds of my small down blanket. As I drew my layers of warm coverings (stubbornly odd, I know, in the 100 degree Alabama summer heat) and pillow, still with a sunken spot from where I rested just minutes earlier, I really wanted to put down my pen and go back to sleep. But it never hurts to push on, to give a bit more effort. And to drink some strong coffee.

In Alabama, Art, artist, bed, Birmingham, blanket, cat, drawing, Ingram, ink, Liz, Mary, morning, pillow, sketch, sleep
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Dancing in Clover

marylizingramart —  July 9, 2012 — 1 Comment

Dancing in clover, Ink sketch… My older kids in bed, last night I found myself alone in my quiet den with my baby girl, the songs of Etta James, Ella Fitzgerald, and Louis Armstrong filling the space. With her soft cheek and baby’s breath on my face, I swayed to the music, flooded with love and gratitude for what matters most in my life. I remember seven years ago, dancing close to my husband, he dressed in a tux and I in a cranberry tea dress barely fitting over my pregnant stomach…happy and in love. I remember holding my first baby girl, dancing in my Georgia home, amazed that anything so beautiful could exist, baffled that I played such a part in her existence. Several years later, dancing gently to Etta James with my tiny son, desperately in love, my heart bursting and happy tears flowing as he grinned, so small and new. And last night, there I was again, holding an amazing gift, an unexpected joy, thinking of the immensity of love that encompasses my life. And I am grateful…my heart is wrapped in clover.

In Alabama, Art, artist, baby, Birmingham, clover, dance, dancing, Ella Fitzgerald, Etta James, Ingram, ink, Liz, Louis Armstrong, love, Mary
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Back in the Game

marylizingramart —  July 8, 2012 — 2 Comments

“Tree of Life,” Ink sketch All wrapped up close together in our little house, we’ve added a fifth person to our family. My sweet baby is just now old enough for me to steal some time away, to turn my thoughts, for at least a few moments, inward to the world of art. When I look inside and peruse my creative thoughts, I see a very different world. With so much time passed between my last stream of art and today, my life has changed. The birth of a child, the growth of a life, the changing tides of my life to a brighter, stronger place…what images stir within me, waiting to be formed with pen, pastel, paint and paper? It’s time for a renewal, to reinvent once again. I find an eager peace in the cycle of my art, that over the past few years I have come to recognize-high times and low times, ever-changing, twisting and turning to the creation of something new. I’m starting slow, with my small bits of time. Searching for what lies within, to see what will surprise me when I use my hands and let my broken, unplanned thoughts take shape. Thanks to a friend and art colleague’s recent art, Sunny Carvalho‘s morning drawings, I’m beginning my renewed journey with “Morning Sketches.” Each morning for two weeks I plan to draw whatever comes to the forefront of my mind-no concrete plans, no restrictions-just to see where it leads me. And if this endeavor does not lead me to a new starting place, it still leads me to further exploration of this new, complex and wonderful phase of my life.

In Alabama, Art, artist, Birmingham, Ingram, ink, life, Liz, Mary, Paper, pastels, sketch, tree, tree of life
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