Showing posts with label mixed media. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mixed media. Show all posts

Tuesday, November 29, 2011

Eiffel Play



'Beneath the Tower' by Sherie Sloane. Detail. 
Mixed Media on Watercolor Paper


'Beneath the Tower' by Sherie Sloane.
Mixed Media on Watercolor Paper

I was feeling the blues a bit today, and thought a play with color and imagination will be a good pick-me-up.  How about walking under the Eiffel Tower with the moon all aglow? That already gives me a warm feeling inside.

How was your day today?

Thursday, May 5, 2011

Ripples





Mixed Media on Paper. 8 x 10 inches.

Inspired by the interesting water movements seen in the Chicago Lakefront this week. Relive the playfulness of throwing pebbles on the water and seeing the ripples it make.


Thanks for stopping by and appreciating my art.

Saturday, April 16, 2011

Blush - Art to Trade or Collect


'Blush'
Mixed media on cold pressed aquarelle paper
2 1/2 x 3 1/2 inches.  ACEO.

ACEOs (Art, Cards, Editions, Originals) are miniature works of art about the same size as modern baseball cards that you can display, collect or trade. These look great displayed as is, matted or framed. Combine it with your other art pieces to make an interesting art collage or display. 

New painting I finished today.

Start collecting and trading your ACEOs.

Wednesday, April 21, 2010

Sunday, October 26, 2008

Reserved

'Reserved 1'
Mixed Media Illustration by Sherie Sloane.

In my heart, 
I reserved a spot for you.
 Take a seat my friend, 
Know that you're always 
Welcome here.

Thursday, June 5, 2008

Fit for a Princess

Princess Birthday Pop-Up Card
Mixed media on heavyweight cardstock, 5.5 x 8.5 inches.

The amazement in her eyes as she opened the pop-up card I made for her was priceless. Her jaw dropped as she exclaimed "Wow!". Her 'thank yous' that doesn't seem to end made my day.

Our little niece is growing up. I met her when she was just five, four years ago before I married my husband. My sister in law adopted her from Korea when she was just nine months old. She has those blushing chubby cheeks in her homecoming picture, and a huge bow on her hair. And the first word she said when her new mom pulled off that bow was "No!"

Yesterday, she turned nine. Soon, she'll be nineteen. For now, we'll enjoy watching our budding gymnast tumbles and flips. And today, she was on the phone, telling her best friend about her princess card.

Fairy tales do come true. I know three that ended happily. Hers and her parents.

Wednesday, March 26, 2008

A Time to Bloom - Part 2

"Time to Bloom 2"
Mixed Media on Paper, 18x24 in.
Watermark not present on actual artwork.
Click here to buy archival print, $20.



Winters passed and seasons changed
She breathed within her range
The warmer breeze of Spring
Filled her with the joy it brings

Walking calmly
She proceeded without hurry
Looking to see what blooms
Today will fill her room

Not too far
Almost torn apart
A familiar bloom
Lay completely in gloom

Trampled and wilted
Her branches almost dead
Once again her tears dropped
This time it didn't stopped

She picked her up with care
Saving her roots from the tear
Thank you for picking me up
It muttered while leaves flop

Hush my 'little bud'
Bloom again and be proud
In my garden just like in my heart
You'll always have a spot

Sunday, March 23, 2008

A Time to Bloom - Part 1

"Time to Bloom 1"
Mixed Media on Paper, 18 x 24 in.
Watermark not present on actual artwork.
Click here to buy archival print, $20.


Where has she been? Looking back, she realized she is no longer her 'little bud'. She has fully blossomed, ripe for the picking.

As much as she wanted to get her for herself, she cannot. This time, she belongs to someone else. There, with him, she'll spread her own seeds and plant a garden of their own.

My time to nurture her has come to end, she said. She is yours now. Hold her gently and don't let her wither away. Her heart twitched with pain and bliss as she let her go.

You'll forever be my 'little bud', she whispered as tears dropped on her petals.

P.S. Friends, this post is a special tribute. Watch out for the second part of the story. Post your comments and let me know who you think this tribute is for.