slowly she turned
Living the Slow life in North Carolina
Category: art retreats
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Tuesday, September 23 was a traveling day for Sandy and me, but we took off in different directions. He went home to Greensboro, NC, while I headed further west to Art-is-You Petaluma, a retreat that I also attended in 2012 and enjoyed so very, very much. On the way there I flew over Utah, which…
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I’m about to head out west again, this time with my husband to visit family in and near Denver. Sandy will fly back home on Tuesday while I hop another flight to California to attend Art is You Petaluma. I will be glad to see my family, but I just can’t get up much enthusiasm…
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Wednesday, August 27, our last day at Cannon Beach… The famous Haystack Rock. Not nearly as crowded as an August day on our beaches here. At Wave Crest Inn Shirley’s little tapestry Flowers around Pam’s cabin Pam drove Linda and I back to Portland where we stayed at the fabulous Lion and the Rose Victorian…
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Tuesday, August 26, morning low tide in Cannon Beach, Oregon Pam helps me with the finishing touches on my wee tapestry, “Laurie Meets the Pacific” or “Saint Feet.” Linda Weghorst’s small tapestry
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Sunset at Cannon Beach, Oregon on Monday, August 25.
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A walk back to the cabin on Monday morning.
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On Sunday, I took a walk on the beach with my camera in tow. I nearly wore it out. I learned that the greyish green circular blobs blossomed into sea anemones. The starfish were celebrating in their party clothes. The sea gulls were really, um, mean to each other. Linda Weghorst showed us her portfolio…
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By the second day, I felt like I was where I should be. I felt like I was home. I feel this way every time I go to the West Coast. Pam started us off with a design exercise. She passed out small pieces of gesso board and a piece of yupo paper to make…
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Let me say it right up front – Pam Patrie is an AMAZING hostess, and her cabin on a cliff overlooking the Pacific oozed charm and personality and comfort. Here is the front of her medicine cabinet in the bathroom! Once we unloaded the food and supplies, Linda and I walked down the path to…
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The title is a quote from Calvin and Hobbes. It fits for me right now! I have entered the kind of good stress that is making me ecstatic and at the same time a bit breathless and wobbly. After spending the last ten months or so moaning about needing another fix for my travel/art retreat…
slowly she turned 