i get it honest…

February 29, 2008

Great Aunt Barbara Jean always has a pad of paper next to her phone…upon which she doodles like mad anytime she is chatting away…I inherited this trait…and it’s pretty much automatic.  Brainless drawing…give me a pen/pencil and some piece of paper and I don’t even think…just start doodling.  This has been known to cause a problem or two for me…doodling on an important bill…I never could read my high school or college notes for lack of self control…scribbling so much on a piece of paper, that I forget it’s actually got a “real note” on there and throw it out…you get the idea.  Well, the other day I was chatting away on my celly, and I mindlessly doodled “Nick” on a file folder.  I swear this was not intentional…(except for the Bear’s logo on his shirt…I added that after the fact…)  but doesn’t it look like him?  Don’t ask about the lady with the crazy football shaped eyes…I don’t know where my brain was for that…(hmmm…maybe football was the common thread…?)

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It’s funny how when you get to thinking about something, things just seem to “appear” that relate.  I’m in the very early stages of planning an “under the sea” themed mural…when out of nowhere, this little gem surfaced in my studio.  A block print carved for my Dad’s birthday card some years back…

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copyright 2008 Heather L. Young

Note to self…carve blocks more often…good stress relief…

So I was going to write a blog this morning…however…as of I right now I can’t hear myself think…quite literally…turns out my house is infested with termites…(just a lovely thought that bugs are all around me….)…worse off, the process of drilling and drilling and drilling, is rattling not only my book shelves…but my BRAIN!  Hopefully I’ll still have it in me to write something of interest when all this noise ends…GRRRRR!!!!

Somewhere in between coastal Savannah and Brusnwick, Georgia, lies a community that moves at it’s own pace. My mother and her siblings spent the greater part of their youth here, and I spent many a summer swimming in McIntosh Lake, and taking boat rides down the Sapelo river, to places like St. Catherine’s and Blackbeard Island. Going to visit Granny along the river, always seems to bring me some peace and a renewed sense of inspiration to work with…and after a rather hectic couple of weeks of no sleep, constant cell phone calls, and more projects than I know what to do with, I needed some balance. We began this adventure with dinner at Speed’s Kitchen. But don’t let the name fool you…

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I must say the fried shrimp tasted as though it had just been swimming around in the ocean hours before hand…and they didn’t keep us waiting long…(thankfully we were one of the first tables of the night…)

Yesterday, I decided revisit the Harris Neck Wildlife Refuge…(it’s just a short trip from I95 and you pass the Smallest Church in America on your way…so if you want a quick and free siesta from the boring drive to Florida…I highly recommend. You can drive through the refuge (although some areas are restricted to hikers / bikers only)…but you MUST stop at Woody Pond. It is gator paradise…

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there are no fences here folks…so unless you want your small dog or child to be gator bait…don’t bring them. That said, most of the big guys (ones that could take off a leg) are off shore a bit…but the little babies are within feet of you….(some of which might be able to remove a hand with ease)

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of course, Big Mama Gator had to be around somewhere, so we decided to move along…

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and then we found this…out in the middle of nowhere…no signs to say what it was…it was just there…and the trees had clearly grown up around the structure…

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After examining this interesting find…we find that Granny has been assaulted by ticks…EEEWWW EWWW EWW YUCK YUCK YUCK! Pure panic ensues (actually she and my cousin were rather calm…) but that’s enough wilderness for me. (Oh and thankfully none of the blood-suckers decided to bite granny, just give her a good scare…so no worries there…) Anywho…I returned to civilization, happy to have achieved some balance (if for only a day…) and even happier to have spent some quality time with those I love….(including Vayda-Monkey…who has been sleeping since we got home…)

a retreat of sorts…

February 23, 2008

So in my constant quest for the thing called “balance,” I’m off to the river for some R&R…(I say that, but she’ll probably put me to work…my granny that is…but it is her birthday, so if she puts me to work, I can’t really say “no”) Either way, my cell phone doesn’t work there, and that’s a good thing…Vayda can run free and get all the rotten dog energy out of her…also, not a bad thing. And there’s just something about being out in the country…the sounds, the smells, the stars at night…a rhythm that might…just might…lend itself to some balance.

Anywho, if you’ve come to this blog to see some form of art and design…I’ll get to the point…the image below is a working logo for someone on “the noble pursuit of words”…still tossing around some ideas, but I like the simple symbolism here…

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copyright 2008 Heather L. Young, FLYoung Studio

a sneak peek…

February 22, 2008

at my new line of prints!!! They have been sent to press, and hopefully, by the end of next week I will have my hands on them! They are to be printed on canvas, 8×10, ready to hang…of course each one will be hand-signed and have some hand-painted elements…oh I can’t wait for them to get here!…it will be like Christmas…(aunt jess save room in that new kitchen of yours…lol! )

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All work seen above is copyright 2008 Heather L. Young, FLYoung Studio

P.S. all you foodie’s out there, be sure to check out Savannah Dining Tidbits for all you need to know about the Savannah Dining scene…(and then some…)

A few weeks ago my father paid a visit, and something he said just stuck with me…”you’ve got to have balance”…this of course, was after he heard the debate Nick and I had been having over the house. According to Nick…(and he is absolutely right…) I get on a train of thought, or all focused on an art project and my tunnel vision allows me to neglect things like…keeping up the house…or spending time with my friends…etc.

So I’ve been on this quest for balance…last week I had art camp with Bekah and killed two birds with one stone…art for fun and not for work, and spending time with a friend who I hadn’t seen since before Christmas…(this said, she lives less than a mile away from me…)

I’ve scheduled a night out with Cima…haven’t had one of those in an eternity…and this weekend is Granny’s birthday…so what better excuse to escape to the River for a few days…

But back to balance…how then do I fit in 5 pen & inks…design a mural for a nursery…2 logo designs…and launch my new product?…(which by the way, is a new line of canvas prints of my work…22 total…and I’m soooo excited about it hitting the market, I can’t sleep at night)…seems to me, it would make more sense to lock myself in my studio and chip away at this list before I ventured out to the River for family time…or over to Bekah’s for art camp. Balance Balance Balance.

Spoke with my father again last night, and told him about this quest of mine…and he replied…”after all, you are a virgo”…does that mean I’m doomed to never find this thing called balance? I’m open to suggestions…and while you’re pondering some brilliant advice…(and I’m all ears)…here’s an updated Akita Rescue logo…

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Even though it would be a little more work…I think this image would be killer as a block print…(the same process as the Vayda-Valentine…)