Tuesday, June 29, 2021

~Imagination Prymm~

                                             Life is a journey & we meet people along the way who inspire us and change our lives... I met one of those people many years ago when Nancy Duncan joined Early Work Mercantile. She was a wonderful, magical artist who worked in different mediums to create enchanting dolls and fiber art pieces. Her creations  were always unique and her imagination was a true gift. She also had a true gift for storytelling and she created an earthy and bewitching  blog  in which she wrote about herbs and healing during  her favorite period of time ...the colonial era.(my favorite too!)


Before Nancy left Early Work Mercantile, she asked me to paint a portrait of how I see her main blog character...Imagination Prymm. I was honored and thrilled but also hesitant to try because she created this character and I didn't know if I would portray her as she saw her in her mind. Nancy was so sweet and reassuring  and gave me the inspiration and encouragement that I needed to put Goody Prymm on canvas. 



I am thrilled to say that Nancy has turned Goody Prymm into a hard to put down book...I have already read it twice! I love a colonial  hedgewitch and there aren't many well written novels out there concerning these magical wise women... I am so honored that she used the portrait of Imagination Prymm that she asked me to paint as her book cover. She has forever touched my life with her kindness.
Please drop by Amazon.com  or your favorite book store and pick up a copy or two of:

"Imagination Prymm of Ipswich ~ A Year and a Day" by Nancy Rowe Duncan

Friday, January 1, 2021

Early Work Mercantile


Where on earth did the time go? ...I wanted to write so much
before now!!! I guess I'll have to make plans to talk
less and write more this year! lol

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Tuesday, December 1, 2020

Early Work Mercantile


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Early Work Mercantile!!!

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Tuesday, November 10, 2020

~ My Roots~


Sometimes as we get older, we often think back to the times in our
lives when we were young and carefree and the world stretched
out ahead of us...I never knew just how lucky 
I was back then  ~ until those sweet  memories have started  flooding back.

I was born and raised in a little sleepy town in Virginia.  My parents
first home was in "town"...a small little place where everyone
knew everyone else and gossip was the common theme. I
can remember tagging along with mama as she would visit her friends
and family to find out all of the latest news...I would patiently entertain
myself while they talked and I would listen to their conversations too...I became a very 
reserved  & thoughtful child.
As a first born ( with no playmates), I spent more time with grown-ups than with
kids my own age...I really enjoyed listening to tales from my great- grandaddy and grandmother as they spoke of a different time and place and of
relatives from long ago ~ relatives that I would never meet... Listening and learning
has helped to create a love of history in my life...
The past has always been intriguing and the
area that I grew up in was full of history
from the Revolutionary War to the Civil War~ 
I loved it all!
I have always been an old soul... from the beginning.

Our little town is at the foot of the Blue Ridge Parkway and so was our little house. 
 My daddy loved music and guitars. He came from a poor family and never
had one until he married my mama...He was able to save up enough money to buy one then.
He had a good ear for music
and  he taught himself to play just by listening to songs on the radio. By
the time I came along, he had gotten pretty good at picking and
singing...It was always a comfort throughout  my young years
to hear him pull out his guitar and sing Johnny Cash
and  Merle Haggard songs.

 One day a friend of  daddy's  came down from the mountain to
see him...He saw a Flatt and Scruggs album on our kitchen
table and offered to trade a little Shetland pony that he had
for the album. I think I might have had something to do with that even though
I didn't know what was going on...The deal was made and I had my first
pony at 4 years old. She was a little Palomino and her name  was Sugar . We kept her in the 
backyard  with our dogs ...I can remember my parents saddling her up and  leading me 
around until I became comfortable riding her. She was mean, as all ponies are...She would bite me and try to
buck me off and a couple of times she succeeded! Sugar was the beginning of
my love for horses...they hold a special place in my heart and in my history.
I always had a horse from that point on and riding was always a joy...
I guess I inherited the horse gene from my mama...she loved to ride too!

~Thank you for reading this far ~ 


Tuesday, October 20, 2020

~Oakey - Dokey~


Inspiration is a muse ... Sometimes it sparks an idea that grows
like a flame searching for oxygen and sometimes a little spark happens and then just disappears 
 ~ sidetracked forever. Inspiration  is elusive.
 It is not lofty  but rather humbling to be inspired
because it is often the littlest of things that inspire the biggest ideas
~ As  the humble little acorn grows into a mighty oak tree.
 Turkey Oak trees have been growing around my house since before I have lived
here and that's 14 years and counting but  I never paid much attention to them...
Then I started researching the trees surrounding us...We have several oaks, hickory's
and gum trees. All are nice old antique  trees that you can't just go to a store and buy. Turkey oak is 
the most intriguing to me  ... Maybe it's  because I am a bird watcher/lover  and  the name caught my attention?
 I think they probably acquired  their name because some botanist somewhere picked a leaf  up and
said it looked like a turkey track and it stuck  ~ They
do look like turkey tracks!

This year I picked up a turkey oak  leaf and looked closely at it...
It  was haphazardly shaped and  not perfect at all ~ but that's the 
beauty of nature...It doesn't need to be perfect to be beautiful.
I designed this turkey rug to look early american and  earthy and it's  full of warm autumnal colors for the season ...Life is more fun when there are no rules
and you just  create as you go along... Welcome those  little imperfections!

 I think "Turkey Oak" is my favorite design thus far... It just goes to show that a simple leaf in your life can be powerful!
I guess the moral of this story is don't strive to be perfect ...just 
go with it!


You can find this rug on my website... The link is on the sidebar!!!