You thought you were going to see another bird?

“Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don’t matter and those who matter don’t mind.”
– Theodore Seuss Giesel



Copyright Beth Parker Art 2013

Copyright Beth Parker Art 2013

You thought you were going to see another bird?


I slipped this little grasshopper in among the birds for fun.   We’ll return to our regularly scheduled program tomorrow.  😀


Has anyone ever seen the periodical cicadas?  They only appear every 13 to 17 years.   They mature underground for all those years, then emerge to fly around and mate.  They have been surrounding us for the last few weeks.  They are loud and abundant.  We have them in our neighborhood, but they don’t have them in town.  Weird!!!


About Theodore Seuss Giesel

Theodor Seuss Geisel, the beloved Dr. Seuss, is renowned to generations of children as the author of Green Eggs and Ham and other deliciously absurd picture books. He was born in 1904 in Springfield, Massachusetts. His first book, And to Think That I Saw It on Mulberry Street, was rejected 27 times. He wrote The Cat in the Hat after Houghton Mifflin asked him to write a children’s primer using fewer than 250 easy-reader words. He died in 1991.

Elsie the Locust – 5″ x 7″ Watercolor and Sharpie

“It takes as much energy to wish as it does to plan.”
– Eleanor Roosevelt

Copyright Beth Parker Art 2012

Elsie the Locust – 5″ x 7″ Watercolor and Sharpie

I didn’t name this locust.   ESP from Paint My Photo named it.  Believe it or not, these colors really are the colors on that bug.  I swear!  Even the pink.  🙂  My friend Leslie White shared this site (Paint My Photo) on her blog recently.  So of course I had to go see.   If you click on the ESP link above, you can see the locust photo.

About Eleanor Roosevelt

Eleanor Roosevelt, wife of president Franklin Delano Roosevelt, was a powerful political figure in her own right, crusading tirelessly for humanist causes. She was born in New York in 1884 and was orphaned young. After Franklin was struck by polio, she acted as his eyes and ears. She was central to the creation of the United Nations Universal Declaration of Human Rights, which she considered her crowning achievement, and wrote numerous essays, including a long-running column called “My Day.” She died in 1962.

I just finished a book by Ms. Roosevelt where she talked about the years immediately following the President’s death.  She was a remarkable woman.  I’m sure I’ll be reading more of her books.  –Beth


Lonely Grasshopper – 5″ x 7″ Watercolor, Inktense and Sharpie

“Because of our mindfulness, we see our desire, and our aggression, our jealousy an our ignorance. We don’t act on them; we just see them. Without mindfulness, we don’t see them and they proliferate.”
Pema Chodron

Copyright Beth Parker Art 2012

Lonely Grasshopper – 5″ x 7″ Watercolor, Inktense and Sharpie

Lonely is the word this week for Illustration Friday.  I painted this from a photo I took Saturday morning of a grasshopper on the windshield of my jeep.  Now you know he had to be feeling pretty lonely at that moment.  😀

Pema Chodron is a leading exponent of teachings on meditation and how they apply to everyday life.

She is widely known for her charming and down-to-earth interpretation of Tibetan Buddhism for Western audiences. Pema is the resident teacher at Gampo Abbey, Cape Breton, Nova Scotia, the first Tibetan monastery for Westerners and has authored several books, including:

Always Maintain a Joyful Mind (lojong teachings)
Practicing Peace in Times of War
No Time to Lose
The Pema Chodron Collection (audio)
Getting Unstuck:Breaking Your Habitual
Patterns & Encountering Naked Reality (audio)
The Places that Scare You
When Things Fall Apart
Start Where You Are

Texture is a Bug

“All the arts we practice are apprenticeship.  The big art is our life.
— M.C. Richards

Texture is a Bug – 2.5″ x 3.5″ Mixed Media Painting

This little bug is done on a small ATC sized canvas.  The legs are string, the body is spackle and the wings are spackle and cheesecloth.  All of it is painted with acrylic.  What I ended up with is a painting a little boy might like.  🙂

I am inspired so much by mixed media artists, yet I rarely dig in and play.  This was done quite a while ago and even though it is quite ugly, it makes me want to try it again.  😀

M.C. Richards
Artist & Philosopher (1916-1999)

Mary Caroline Richards had a richly diverse life, which began in Weiser, Idaho on July 13, 1916.  She was raised in Portland, Oregon and later went to Reed College to earn a degree in literature and languages.  She wrote poetry, and when she became part of the faculty at Black Mountain College in North Carolina, she taught writing and produced plays.  At Black Mountain she also danced, studied pottery, and became increasingly interested in innovative teaching methods.  She helped create a commune in New York in the 1950s, taught and gave pottery workshops in the 1960s, and later worked in Camphill Village in Pennsylvania, an alternative educational community based on the teachings of Rudolph Steiner.  In the last decade of her life she began to paint as naturally as if she had been doing so her whole life.  Her art-of-many-genres wove together all her concerns, including community, agriculture, craft itself, and spiritual ideas. Always a poet, she regarded the end of her life – as physically limiting as it was – as another fulfilling adventure, “living toward dying, blooming into invisibility.”
– Margaret Wakeley


“It is well for the heart to be naive and the mind not to be.”
– Anatole France


3″ x 5″ Acrylic on Paper Mache Box Lid

My niece, Chelsi, took the most amazing lady bug photos.  She was generous enough to share them with me.  They are in the WetCanvas reference image library, if you ever need a ladybug reference.

I sent Ryan (Asmalltowndad) one of Chelsi’s photos, because he does hands so beautifully.  He did it in watercolor and I think it turned out great!!    I love it!

The neat thing about this painting is that I can look at my niece’s hand (shown here holding her niece’s hand) and I can see my sister’s hand (her mom).  Thanks, Ryan!

About Anatole France

Anatole France was the pen name of Nobel Prize–winning French author Jacques Anatole François Thibault. He was born in 1844 in Paris. His father was a book dealer, and France spent his life among books, including 14 years as assistant librarian to the French Senate. His novels, including the Contemporary History series and The Gods Are Athirst, often use allegory and religious symbolism as vehicles for moral questions. He died in 1924.