thx dax.. i figured it was one of your posts ... but didnt have time to do a title search.. etc ... i hope you dont mind.. me pasting the appropriate pic here ... this is what i tried to say in words ... the scion is like a shim sitting in its place.. thinned to match both the trunk side.. and thinned outside so the flap will join well ... and in this pic.. the trunk cut goes in a bit deep towards the bottom.. so the scion sits on wood.. rather than just ending up supported by the flap [there has to be a better term than flap] ... ken

hello jan :) thank you so very very much for the wonderful and insightful comment. i really really appreciate you spending time looking at my art and seeing beyond what's on the surface. i have been pondering on that question of why i personally am so different from what i create. i think you have something going on there when you say "you're just the artist" and "you want ppl to notice your art". for me, art is something that comes from inside. i have to have a purpose of making a certain art. for instance, the lady that helps sell my art on consignment asked me for dragonflies today... i was thinking about it. i haven't figured it out cos i haven't found the purpose of making dragonfly art/crafts (apart from it'll sell with her clients.. dun get me wrong, she's a wonderful lady and always encouraging me to make art..) but i have to find something to connect me with dragonflies first before i touch my canvas. if you've read my blog on 'spockie elephants', i wanted to create retro elephants but what really came out was what's hidden inside ... my obsession for the new STARTREK and spock! that was what really manifested in my elephants! i couldn't believe it! i use to make costumes for my dance troupe, and it's like that with costumes as well. they all come out colorful, glittery and extravagant. you'll never catch me wearing colors like that in real life!! perhaps i can only manifest what's inside of me through my work and not through my appearance. i have never been to art school (i was an accounting & economics graduate... can you believe that?!?) i started painting at folk art classes... went to a once a week course in a small art shop near my place. that was like 6 years ago and stayed for about 6 months. then i got pregnant and couldn't take the smell of the mediums so i stopped. at the course we painted roses, fruits and farm scenes and i loved it. first we did one stroke painting then i asked to be taught how to shade and highlight. my art has evolved from there and now i dun even know what it is i paint... just that it comes from within :) your story on the man on the street is totally interesting. it reminds me of art in places like india and mexico. their sarees(india) and murals(mexico) are all exceptionally colorful and vivid... but if you think about it, their living condition and standard of living there is so poor and dreary (not all but most ... esp those who make the art). so how can people who are suffering in poverty like that make such vivid, colorful and happy art? i guess the argument is exactly like the man on the street ... it's hopes and dreams, it's what they hope to be. also, if you're already living in a condition as dreary as that wouldn't you like to surround yourself with color and happiness? it's a way to escape reality ... art. i've really enjoyed this conversation with you Jan :) hope we can talk some more!! God bless and big hugs!! luthien :)

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My husband was born in 54 and was I think 13 at Woodstock. He had tickets and everything. I was thinking 48-49 :~) She's an "old soul" and would have been a more responsible kind of hippy. DH was the very picture of sex drugs and rock n roll. We'll try to take and post a picture of her poster today. She'll only be there for a year and a half more. She won't live there after she graduates. As it stands now she only lives there every four months and alternating w/e's. She's contemplated just staying here but wants to be politically correct. Her room here is baby blue, which is her most favorite color. She wants to do something different there. It's something her father and step mom will have to live with for a long time as he's not given to do a lot of work around the house. The addition they're finally finishing started 15 years ago when it was MY house. It not progressing at all is part of why he's not my problem anymore. :~)