Sunday, August 29, 2010
If you are ever visiting the Barney home, please feel free to take a peek at Glenda in the drawer on the shelf.
Thursday, August 26, 2010
So, when the kittens are in school for the day, and I have SIX HOURS to paint uninterrupted and guilt free, I feel so happy that I could cry. It feels so good to be working. It feels so good to funnel all of that churning and burning inside of me into paint.
As I have in the past few years, even though it takes more self control than almost anything I've ever experienced, when my six hours are up, I wash my brushes and close the studio door. That's the one thing that helps me create balance between having a career and being a mother. Put it away when they get home. On the days when the temptation to keep working gets the best of me and I justify working a little longer, I end up feeling guilty and frustrated so I don't paint well and my other duties as far as my household goes get neglected and I'm not in tune with the needs and wants of my kittens. Yikes.
Six hours feel like ten right now in the studio and I'm really trying to use my time well, doing work that I hope has value...but that's another topic. I can't wait for tomorrow, another day, another six hours.
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Sunday, August 22, 2010
This was Nina's idea. She is a direct descendant of those very pioneers. Actually, Dan Barney is too. Through my mother's side of my family I also have pioneer heritage from the company that came with Brigham Young. Yes, we are very pioneer indeed.
I felt a great respect for these people as we read some of their journal entries. It was scary being in the barn as the mob yelled and threw rocks, even if it was just acting.
If I had to trek anywhere, I'd want to trek with the Cochrans. Together, our families make everything fun, even being in a barn in costumes, doing take after take at 1:00a.m.