It’s been a while since I picked up a hula hoop. I really thought I was “done” with performing. But hoop dance always has a way of calling me back.
This concept has been keeping me awake at night, begging me to create it. I even saw/imagined the headlines, “San Diego Artist Paints with Feet, Hula Hoops.” Anyway, here’s my dance hoop art integration/vision.
Don’t judge me too harshly because I had major muscle spasms while this was filmed. We did it all in ONE TAKE. And despite my hands being glopped with paint and sand, I held onto the hoop as if the hand of a God (or demon?) was wrapped around mine.
During my “morning pages” (3 pages of daily free writing), I had a breakthrough… I finally realized I stopped creating art and sewing, not because I was “busy”, but when my Grandmom died 4 years ago.
I’m still not over her passing…but I am ready to create again. So today you can sneak a peek at “my art studio”…which happens to be outside on our porch.
A few weeks ago, I kept seeing and having dreams about parrots. I still seem them everywhere.
Then I started having dreams about wolves. In a continued dream, I adopted 2 wolves.
This painting shows a wolf/parrot being protected by a wise old man with tentacles growing out of his eyes…and represents my dog Ziggy (more on that in a second) traveling to the spirit world.
Phase 1 of Anima Mundi
I started painting before work each day, starting on Monday. This painting is an enormous 2 feet by 4 feet.
I will eventually be offering prints in various sizes for sale when the painting is finished.
Phase 2 of Anima Mundi painting
After I got paint on our patio chairs that I was using for an easel, Chad and I ordered this metal easel.
Anima Mundi painting phase 3
Here’s a close up of the seahorse…based on my parents’ dog, Minnie.
seahorse holding a dreamcatcher
The other night, Chad and I went to a drum circle for the full moon. It was my first time drumming, but it won’t be the last. Wailing on hand drums for 2 hours surrounded by people who are a bit strange…was very freeing.
Anyway, today I walked to the beach and collected shells like a 5 year old…on my way back, I saw this.
Flower petals in a heart-shaped crack on the sidewalk in Ocean Beach
Speaking of art and artists, me and Adelaide have been making progress on our online course for performers. We’ll be filming very soon.
So back to Ziggy. He is 14 years old. He is my dog child. And he’s been giving us quite a scare.
He’s been to the vet a few times in the last week…one for “senior” check up, where they found his liver counts were sky high.
The other appointment was for an infection caused by the needle he got during his senior checkup.
On Tuesday I will take him for an ultrasound. If they find a bad tumor, we’ll get it removed when I return from Florida. And they’ll clean his teeth at the same time.
Oh yeah, he stopped eating. I thought he had a stomach ache. But then I ground up his food in the food processor and he ate like there was no tomorrow.
But if they don’t find anything in the ultrasound, we won’t risk putting him under to have his teeth cleaned…because there’s a chance he won’t wake up.
I was so stressed out I needed a giant pina coloda…my first drink in 6 months
Oh yeah, did I mention I’m visiting from parents next Wednesday for 6 days? It’s horrible timing. But if I don’t go now, I never will. It’s my last trip while we have the Zig Meister. Chad will be staying home and watching Ziggy.
My best friend, Ziggy
Incidentally, one of the only knick-knacky type things I own looks like Ziggy. I’ve had this figurine since I was a kid.
On Friday I went to a girl’s night at Claytime Pottery in Ocean Beach. And I made this Ziggy figurine. It will be darker after it goes in the kiln. I pick it up Tuesday after Ziggy gets his ultrasound.