Acrylic Giddiness

The last two weekends I've been able to take two GREAT art classes. I signed up for them before I had in my noodle to take accelerated Math classes for eight weeks. They have been my brief but much needed respite from math.

The first one I took was Wax Encaustic~Collage. I have never worked with wax before. It first came about in Greece, so that definitely peeked my interest. A fun class and I signed up for another (that one will be with oil paint and not collage).




The one I took today was called Affirmations & Aspirations~Collage on Canvas taught by Lorna Nakell. She currently is showing her work in The Pearl at the beppu wiarda gallery.


This class started with us writing down our vision along with our affirmations and aspirations; then matching the written statement to a concrete image, an acrylic collage. Lorna had brought her mothers' very antique typewriter. I loved how it typed with no possibilities of doing any corrections plus a very old ribbon. I decided to put my vision onto the canvas. It was a very freeing feeling to know that if I did make a mistake, there was no way to correct or fix it ~ mistakes were okay!! It is my first attempt with acrylic paint....I think I'm hooked! She is offering another class in October on abstract acrylic painting. I am very much looking forward to taking that class too.


And as I was leaving class, collage painted canvas in hand ~ I definitely had that much aspired to giddy feeling!

Heart and Soul

The Richy Bryan Memorial Walk was Sunday, July 12th. It had been in the making for awhile. I went to the website and found out that it was being created and brought about by a person named Denise Huffman. As the weeks went by I would check the website and I could see her progress and efforts coming to fruition.





She had put this together out of her love for Richy Bryan, nothing else. The deepest part of her heart and soul was put into it. Critics would not stop her.

I was reminded that day that one person, one act can make a difference. The money she raised is going to Project SUCCESS in their local community. And along with that she inspired each of us to go and make a difference somewhere, somehow. And to rise up against the naysayers. It reminded me of one of my most favorite quotes:

“To go against the dominant thinking of your friends, of most of the people you see every day, is perhaps the most difficult act of heroism you can perform.”
Theodore H. White

She was right to do what she did. On Facebook she has been putting little sayings ~ I've been going there for inspiration, I love reading them.

"If we all threw our problems in a pile and saw everyone else's; we'd grab our own."

"Instead of thinking about what you're missing; try thinking about what you have that everyone else is missing."

She is my inspiration ~ I am her fan!



And she also reminded me about heart and soul love. The kind that no matter what....

12 Trees and a Flagpole and ....

My Cousin Jason sent me his heroic pictures that he took inside of The Schaffer Homestead. I am so glad that he was brave enough to go back and take these shots. It gives more validity and helps ease the decision of tearing down the house and turning the land into a park.

I know for sure I will be planting 12 trees, one for each of the brothers and sisters. And since I have always wanted a huge flagpole, I am thinking one of those as well. And . . . .

Serendipity in Leola

I received the letter in April. "You are now the owner of this property."

After two years of working with the South Dakota State Attorney, tracking down previous and current owners, the Schaffer Homestead was now mine, the home my Mom and her 11 brother and sisters grew up in. I was very excited, but a bit apprehensive thinking maybe I had bitten off more that I could chew. Now what? And that's when Serendipity stepped in!
A Schaffer reunion had been planned, so the timing to go see what it is I had actually acquired was working out perfectly (Serendipity #1).
As usual, every month I check online for homes for sale in Leola. I see one that peeks my interest and give the realtor there a call (a week before leaving for the reunion). After talking about the various homes currently for sale, he tells me of a program going on in town that for $20, the town will tear down or burn down the home and you (me) just pays for the fill dirt (Serendipity #2). He says that he will introduce me to the town mayor and ask that the home be included in their grant program.
The home is too far gone to restore; it is now the home to raccoons, snakes and ticks. I checked with the Aunts and Uncles and they were all in agreement that it really did need to be torn down (Serendipity #3).



My cousin Tyler was the first to brave it to the front door (only then did I follow). He and I took pictures from there. My cousin Jason was the only fearless Schaffer to actually step foot inside.




My plan is to plant 12 trees, one for each of the brothers and sisters. And then I am going to check with my friend Bob down in California who always has the best creative ideas on things like this ~ I know he'll have some great plan for something totally cool to do with this piece of property!
Before leaving for South Dakota, Lynda had sent me an Itty Bitty magnet picture of herself to take on the trip. I take her out in the Minneapolis Airport to get a picture of she and me in front of the Aberdeen, South Dakota sign. And......

....that's where I lost her! I am totally bummed but I know she will definitely be going on my next adventure!!

Before the Schaffer reunion began I drove to Bowdle, the town my father grew up in. He has a school chum that still lives there that I have become friends with. Edna Erlenbusch ~ I love this lady! Not only does she can the BEST pickles ever, she also gives the best hugs!


My cousin Jason is with me. She takes us next door because I want Jason to see the art work that her neighbor Gideon Schuh creates. He also knows my Dad and he smiles and chuckles when he says Robert Hartung (my Dad's name). They know stories and I know stories - I think my Dad was the source of lots of "stories" in his lifetime. Gideon builds and creates wonderful and intricate wood carvings and houses. Each one is so unique and gorgeous!


And she takes me to the house my Dad grew up in.

My heart is warmed ~ I love my visits with Edna. And did I tell you she gives the BEST hugs?
The next day is a trip up to Leola for their Fouth of July festivities. The parade is one of the best ever.

Leola's Mayor ~ Dean Schock

The town of Leola


The homestead is right by the Water Tower.


The story of when the town burned down in the newspaper commemorating the Quasquicentennial (1884-2009) was written by my Uncle Bud~Theophil Schaffer!


And my Uncle PeeWee (Phillip) ran into his old Navy buddy (after 50 years). They laughed and told me the story of the both of them getting identical tatoos one wild night!


And of course a reunion wouldn't be complete without some "law" enforcement being called, this time the Fire Department (Rockie!! who pulled the fire alarm), adorable cousins (Christina), BEST cousins (Jason) and my Itty Bitty Masterpiece admirers (but that's another Blog!)




It's all working out how it's suppose to be. My Uncle Bud went up to the homestead this last week. I asked him to get a window frame or some wood pieces from the house so I can make little "masterpieces" for each family member that will contain a piece of the homestead. He also got the doorknob off the front door (my Ellis Island theory), thinking that each person that entered had to have touched it!
Yes, it's all working out to how it's suppose to be. I have the BEST Uncles and Aunts (and Mom). I have the cutest cousins. I love the Dakota air. And there is rhubarb AND serendipity in Leola, South Dakota!