A Still Life


I remember my art teacher when I was 12 years old who taught me the principles of creating a still life drawing or painting. I learned that in art I could capture time and not let it pass, but keep it as a secret keepsake in this treasure chest of life. Thank you to My First Love; My Lord and Savior. For it is He who gives and creates, teaching us through this journey, graciously and abundantly sharing His extraordinary glory in every ordinary moment.

"...be still and know that I am God; I will be exalted among the nations, I will be exalted in the earth" Psalm 46:10


Saturday, November 1, 2014

Grief

Like most everyone, life sometimes deals you unexpected times. I'm still in rebound mode from grieving a dear friend who endured a long uncompromising battle with lymphoma. Her name is Kathy. She may have left too soon for her family and all who love her. I could write chapters about her. Someday I probably will but for now the lines of life aren't very distinct, in fact, they are just a little blurred. I'm finding that the gift of friendship has no real beginning and no real end. And one day, I will see her again. So to those of you who know what I mean, take heart, this may be an approaching season for family and friends and for grieving too. It's okay. In fact, it's so okay that God started a chapter in His book that goes like this,

To everything there is a season, and a time to every purpose under heaven... Ecc. 3:1

The best part about this is... it is only one chapter. The story never really ends. Kathy knew her story was not over. She left all of us with her certainty of meeting the One who started it all. He was her Savior, and mine too. His name is Jesus.



Well, it's November 1st and a really happy day for me. My yorkie made it to 15 years old! He's a Halloween baby. So my heart is grateful and since he has been my faithful little sidekick, it should be a productive Christmas season. I'm busy in my studio and soon will be offering some of my one-of-a-kind items for home, cottage, and gift-giving.
 
 
 
 

Friday, September 5, 2014

My Horse Crush

After the performance
 
 Isn't she lovely?  One look into her eyes and I'm smitten. I could just stay all day.

A peek into the New York State Fair Horse Building ...........There's just something extraordinary about being in the presence of these mighty draft horses.

Friday, August 22, 2014

A Summer Walk

Thy Word is a lamp unto my feet, and a light unto my path    
Psalm 119:105
 
 photo by PatricePastel
 
My favorite times to unwind and gain momentum for the next project almost always comes from simply taking a walk. It's amazing how my mind clears and my spirit revives. It's August and I don't want Summer to end. So today, I'll see where this path leads me. Be still my heart. Although the days are filled with plans, this Summer day is mine and with every step I am renewed.

Friday, June 6, 2014

The Reward of Parenting



Thankful for my oldest son. He has always been our creative one. God blessed him with wonderful talent. What a joy when your child grows into the man you love and labor over for hours, months, years ... then one day, you breathe easier. It happens. Parents often ask me, 'does it get better'? My answer may not be a resounding YES. All I know is once you become a parent, you are always a parent. The thing that truly gets better is this; the role changes. Then one day you find yourself filling in the gaps of the past and always so grateful for the grace of God. Maybe part of the parent journey becomes clearer as you stood in steadfast prayer, waiting. That, I find, has been the answer. And the reward, oh so wonderful the reward, comes at the proper time.

Happy Birthday today, my sweet son, now a blessed husband and devoted father of girls.
 
Love you more every day!
 

Tuesday, May 6, 2014

Spring Ephemeral

Trillium
Wildflowers of Spring
 
 
The emerging Trillium takes my breath away each and every year. A quiet walk introduced me to a secret encounter with a forest floor of white. While sunlight danced from the canopy above, the white ladies swayed below to nature's acoustic music. I will never forget that walk and my senses will always recall that day.
 
 
  It's been 7 years since I took that walk. Gardens hold memories though all our senses. Only yesterday I found a new patch of wondrous white in a woods behind my mom's home. It's a bittersweet life sometimes. Building is taking place in that woods. So I quickly picked up my mom to take her there and we basked in that moment that brought us back to the day when my mom could garden for hours and lose track of the time. Lucky for me our gardens hold the times we share as family. So another Mother's Day may come and go, but this time it's a sweet memory made where time stands still. Love you Mom, always! 

Wednesday, April 9, 2014

Cutting and Layering and Sewing

A peek into my sewing room ..............
"blossoms" boutique baby cloth
reminds me of pink and blue forget-me-nots 
visit my shop for my collection
patricepastel.etsy.com



  
4 layers of cotton
 pretty blossoms, stripes, + 2 layers


my trusty Singer does the job


finishing touches