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Energy Art using Gimp’s Airbrush Tool

Work in Progress by Primal Painter


I’ve started to do some actual rendering with Gimp as opposed to my usual freestyle happy accidents.  This is one of my first attempts.  I came up with a happy accident, then went into it with the warping tool and starting moving things around and painting with the airbrush tool.  If you enlarge it, you can see the details better. I’m torn between making the details in her face more distinct or making them even more vague.


 I’m really clumsy with that darn mouse, I wish I had one of those tablets where you can use a pen to draw on the screen.  Wow, I could really do some awesome things with that, but alas, it’s out of my reach financially at the moment.

Now for a little something I don’t normally do.  Sara, a wonderful painter who creates very inspirational work, tagged me on her blog Simply Sarafina Paintings to fill out the ABC’s of Me questionnaire. I’m not usually into that kind of thing, I might moan and groan a little at the thought, but I didn’t want to let Sara down.  Copy and pasting wasn’t working, and after answering the questions twice (TWICE), I finally gave up.  So Melinda from Inspiration Earth, sent me a pdf file and lo and behold, I think it’s going to work…..(groan…just kidding).


So for the THIRD time…………..

A. Age:  50 (what?) Did I say 50? I meant 49
B Bed size:  Twin size which is right next to my boyfriend’s queen size. Weird, you might say, but frankly I got tired of being bounced around all night like I’m riding in the back of an old pickup truck driving really fast through a bumpy pasture.  (That’s fun, by the way, when I’m AWAKE)
C. Chore you hate:  All of them, especially dishes….and vacuuming…..and dusting……
D. Day:  Today or maybe tomorrow
E. Essential start to the day:  Doggy kisses.  Boyfriend kisses? Eh, not so much (just kidding, that’s too mean….heheh.)
F. Favorite color: All the shades of purple
G. Gold or Silver:  Gold…..or silver
H. Height: 5’8″
I. Instruments:  Piano and saxophone when I was a young whippersnapper. Actually I wasn’t a whippersnapper until I was in college…What is a whippersnapper anyway? Is there any whipping of any snappers going on? hehee (don’t go there, Laurie)
J.Job title:  Professional….uh…….Bum?  Oh I meant Professional Artist
K. Kids: A 21 year old daughter, Andi and a bunch of furry, feathery kids – 5 dogs, 3 cats, 2 goats, 2 bunnies (down from 28 when I realized the meaning of humping like bunnies), 9 chickens
L. Live:  Yes, I Live, some days more than others.
M. Mum’s name: Velma, she passed on from bone cancer in ’99
N. Nicknames:  Laurie Belle, Mama Cat
O. Overnight hospital stays:  4 overnighters
P.Pet peeve:  People who eat crunchy food with their mouths open, like Doritos (Gah! I’ll keeell you!!)
Q. Quote from a movie:  “Ai-Yi Yi Yi Yi Yi Yi Yiiiiiiiiiiiii”  from the movie Avatar
R. Right or left handed:  Right
S. Siblings:  Older sister and brother Nancy and Steve, a younger brother Eric
T. Time you wake up:  6:30 to 8:00 a.m.
U. Underwear:  oh uh, (blushing), no thank you
V. Vegetables you dislike:  slimy cooked spinach like they used to serve in the school cafeteria (grrr-ossss)
W. What makes you run late:  My dogs chasing the car down the road then having to turn back and put them in the house, forgetting something and having to go back, putting things off until the last minute, not accounting for traffic, photo ops
X. X-rays you’ve had:  tons which may explain my unearthly glow
Y. Yummy food you make:  Hahahahaha, I don’t cook (at all) but sugar snap peas that I’ve grown in the garden are the best
Z. Zoo:  Zoos suck


Well I did it!


By the way, I got the most amazing package from Melinda, Taylor, Jordan, and Riley yesterday.  It made tears come to my eyes it was so sweet.  Melinda sent me some orange flavored lip balm and my lips still feel soft from yesterday. She also sent me some Invigorating Hand Sanitizer made from witch hazel and essential oils…it’s really amazing stuff, and so is she.  The handmade cards she sent are absolutely gorgeous….and I mean gorgeous!  Taylor sent me a lovely purple bookmark with my name on it, Jordan sent me a super cool handmade card and four of her needle felted acorns (so cute! I have the perfect little bowl).  Riley sent me a handmade zebra card and a sweet note.  Let me take a picture real quick…….



That photo doesn’t really do those handmade cards justice, they’re extremely well done and appealing! Thank you so much Smitten Family.  It wasn’t expected or necessary, but I’m thrilled and touched!


Now for a couple of pictures of the things I smell when I walk outside (in addition to dogs and goats….)

 Orange Blossoms are loaded this year….

 Nothing is better than honeysuckle!

 Mini Holliehocks are gorgeous!

Wild roses….yum…..

I think I forgot to size all these photos down.  Does this page load super slow because of it?


Have an Awesome Sunday!!!


Laurie

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Another Dog Story

The Migraine Zone  
I love all my puppies, don’t get me wrong, but sometimes it gets a little ridiculous around here.  All of our dogs seem to think they need to be within four feet of me at all times, all  five dogs.  I’m like the pied piper, wherever I go it’s a mini parade.  If I shut the door to the bathroom, they  lay down outside the door and wait patiently for me to come back out, then follow me single file and take their places within the four foot range with Bobo in my lap.
Yesterday I had a slammin’ migraine, so I took one of my treximets which knock me out  hard.  I fell asleep on the couch and woke up about 2 a.m. and decided I needed to go to bed.  In a hardcore haze of groggy, where am I? mentality, I stood up, stepped on Chance’s tail who was sleeping next to the couch.  He let out a yelp which startled Bobo, who sleeps under the blanket with me and triggered  a full-on Jack Russell Terrier tirade of high pitched screaming and yelling. Ellie, my daughter’s dog, starts her shrill little girl shrieking.  I stepped somewhere else to get off of Chance’s tail, and stepped on Penny’s tail, who yelped and started barking.  Then I  stumbled over Patches, (Miss Skunkalicious), and promptly did a face plant on the floor amidst a chaotic chorus of exited dog yelling.  Good grief, what a zoo!
I laid there for a minute, groaning and imagining myself with one of those Batman cartoon bubbles over my head that says POW!  and then one that says ARGGGGGHHHHH!.  The noise and excitement dies down but while I’m on the floor in total darkness trying to get my act together, my face is getting  licked by several tongues at once (cartoon bubble that says EWWWWWWW). 

I stumble towards the bedroom where for some unknown reason, the door is half shut, so I promptly crash into the door with my face!  Good Gawd, that migraine/treximet combo is a bitch…

The good news?  Nothing is broken, my puppies adore me and my migraine is gone. (Cartoon bubble that says AWWWWW).
By the way, that top picture is how I feel when I get a migraine.  I created that image yesterday when I was in the migraine/drugged zone.  Pretty colors but a little chaotic and jaggedy.

Have an awesome day!

Later,

Laurie

Seeing Auras

pinguin pushes another one
We’ve probably all seen this little video, but it never fails to crack me up.   I amuse myself by imagining my boyfriend’s face on the penguin who’s going face first into the water……Is that wrong? lol
The photo below is a view of Friday night’s full moon taken through the trees after it’s been “primal-tized”.  It’s a little different from some of the wild psychedelic digital art that I’ve come up with lately, but I like it cause it’s trippy, dark and mystical.  
It makes me think of my all-time favorite movie Avatar and how the native Na’vi might see a full moon at night. They seem to have the ability to see the aura and energy surrounding the plants and animals of their planet Pandora. Sometimes I can do that myself  when  I’m not all tied up in knots stumbling around in my left-brain arrogantly thinking I can control everything.
When I was really young, I thought everyone could see colors and feel vibrations. Then when I got older, I thought maybe there was something wrong with my eyes.  Now, after reading copious amounts of books on energy work and getting three weeks of training to be an advanced reiki practitioner, I realize that what I occasionally get glimpses of  are auras and energy. 
If I’m relaxed and spacing out on my balcony, gazing at the sky and the tree tops,  I can see the energy coming off the trees like shimmery swirly vibrations, similar to what hot pavement looks like when the heat is coming off it. If I manage to stay in that space, everything starts moving and swirling (whee !), but the colors  are really subtle.  I wish I could see the vibrant colors of auras, but so far all I can see are transparent pastels and only if I’m not trying too hard. 
A couple of months ago, I was talking to this older lady and for whatever reason, her aura started flashing itself at me.  I kept getting glimpses of this dark circle about the size of a tennis ball near her armpit.  I started doing that boing boing way of blinking my eyes thinking it was some kind of weird vision malady, undoubtedly looking like I was having a seizure or something, so she asked me what was wrong.   I told her what I was seeing, and she said that she had cancer in the lymph nodes near her armpit. How weird is that?!  I’ve had several incidents where that’s happened, actually.  I’m no expert and no diagnostic, but cancer and tumors seem to be something that shows up easily in the aura.
I’ll leave you with this secret about myself even though it’s probably too much information.  I sometimes fantasize that I’m one of the Na’vi living on the planet Pandora. If you haven’t seen Avatar (and you really should), the Na’vi are 8 foot tall, big eyes, long tails, pointy ears, gorgeous blue skin, half naked and have a deep connection to and reverence with the energy of their planet. Oh and they also ride these psychedelic looking pterodactyl type birds which seems way more fun that driving a beat up old Honda…..not that there’s anything wrong with beat up old Hondas except for the fact that they can’t, you know, fly!
Later,
Laurie