World War I and Sunsets

I am still learning to find my balance in life. I do think this will be an eternal thing for me.

Wednesday found me at the Museum of Idaho. They were having a one day traveling exhibition stop by.

It brought tears to my eyes.

It is called "Honoring our History" and is completely about World War I. It took things down to basics as well as it could. The events leading up. Life during it. Life after.

I had a bit of a line to get in. The cold was too much for my husband who left to get a coat.

Once you got in though, it was warm and you couldn't stop reading and looking. Pictures adorned so many different descriptions. There was a section where you walked into a 'bunker' on the Western Front. I found out, I was just the right height that I would not get shot as I walked down it.

It was sobering.

In the end, what I really thought of was, lets please not repeat things. Let us learn from all nations and walks of life. Let us learn to remember that the other person across from us often has the same dreams, goals and fears. We just wear it all a little differently.

Respect.

Tolerate.

The end of the day, I decided to really try to capture a sunset better. I have many, many, many pictures of sunsets and sunrises and I thought, its time to improve an area! I found what I could about it and I know that for most anything, hands on is the best way to learn.

So, I chose my spot an hour before hand. Took my dog Toby on a nice walk. I chose an area in downtown Idaho Falls near the "Greenbelt". This area runs for quite awhile along the river and is right at the "falls".

This is what I feel like was my best capture at a quick glance. Though I may change my mind after I go through them more thoroughly.

I am excited to do more. Different seasons, different angles.

I will be a sunset catcher.

An ATC Card and Thoughts

I have been neglectful of anything really 'art' lately.

I find myself in a familiar place.

Afraid.

What exactly I fear, I'm not sure. Though it has a dose of "ohmygoodnesswhatifImessthisup" AND 'ohmygoodnesswhatifIDON"Tmessthisup".

It feels strange. I have a large piece started, at least largest I can quite get on paper. It daunted me for a long time. It stared at me with its blank whiteness and dared me to even try to convey what I wanted to convey on its smooth surface.

I took its challenge and started last weekend.

I haven't gotten very far. Its like there is an imp on the board telling me 'you won't get very far before you ruin this'.

Why is it so hard for me to let go and not worry? What is truly the worst thing that could happen?

I have been able to finish some little Artist Trading Cards. These, I seem to not worry about at all.


"Harvest Goddess Gusty"


"Fly Skull"

I love the My Little Pony inspired piece. I want to do more. The Fly Skull, not so much, but I was playing around with a paper sample.

I know I worry to put myself out there, in any form. What I really want to create and do.

I have put my heart and soul into many things, many times, only to have it torn apart.

That fear is stopping me.

I suppose, it didn't stop me from loving, should it really stop me from creating?