Impressionism is the Newspaper of the Soul.

Another week, another Photoshop project. 

The assignment was to create a photomontage representing an era in art history (I chose an Impressionism painting) out of textures found around the house.

I loved the process of creating this project and the final outcome. 

In His Blue Gardens...

"In his blue gardens men and girls came and went like moths amongs the whisperings and champagne and the stars." -F. Scott Fitzgerald

Such graceful and beautiful words.

All images found at weheartit.com search "garden party".

He is Risen!

He is risen, indeed!

Growing.

For my Photoshop class I had to take photographs with the theme of a color. Naturally, since my favorite color is green I chose the color of envy, summer leaves, and Kermit the frog. After taking the pictures I had to compose them into a grid that my teacher designed. I tried to come up with a concept for my project outside green just being a color and build off of what the color represents. The first thought that came to mind was that green represents growing, new life, and healing.

So here is what I came up with...

The idea was that the pictures making up the middle quadrant are pictures of things cracked, broken, dead, or at the very beginning of life. Then in the top left quadrant mental growth, and for me that means Interior Design. The bottom left is physical growth. Then moving right is emotional growth and how it is usually prickly and hurts. Then rounding out the square is spiritual growth. I loved designing and composing this project and just might frame it in my room. 

"I planted, Apollos watered, but God gave the growth. So neither he who plants nor he who waters is anything, but God who gives the growth."

-1 Corinthians 3:6-7

Drink the Wild Air.

I am loooving the citrus orange, aqua blue, bright yellow, lime green color palate these days. It definitely makes me want to drink in the wild air! Agreed? Agreed!

All images found via Pinterest

Honeysuckle.

This morning on my bike ride I smelled the sweet scent of honeysuckle for the first time this spring season. About 8 years ago when I was on Young Life staff in Knoxville one of my co-workers shared that the aroma of honeysuckle reminded him of the sweetness of love Jesus has for him. For some reason that reminder has stuck with me. And, this morning was no exception. As I passed the recognizable bouquet of honeysuckle my heart couldn't help but be filled with the beautiful reminder of the sweet love Jesus has for me.

Baby Joel DoDoDoDoDoDo, Baby Joel!

In case you have ever wondered what my voice sounds like and how absolutely precious my baby nephew is at about 6 months...

After watching that some of you are probably glad you don't have to listen to my singing or southern accent in real life and just get to read my thoughts via the internet. And, doesn't it kind of look like Baby Joel is hanging on a wall? Goodness, I just love him so much!

L.A. Home Idea.

I want to recreate this photo in my new home in Los Angeles. One, because I am drooling over the way the over the bed poofs (I don't know what to call them. Any suggestions?) create an unexpected canopy over part of the bed. Two, my headboard is a similar shape. Three, I think it would be inexpensive to DIY. And last but not least, the over the bed poofs would be soft if they fell on me in the middle of the night in an earthquake. Oh the design challenges I must think about now. 

Today I start my last quarter (11 weeks) at The Art Institute of Dallas, which means the reality of L.A. as home is quickly approaching. And, I might have found a possible place to live. (Why do I ever spend energy not trusting God?) Oh, I am starting to get giddy with excitement! Californiaaaaa here I come!

Treasure Hunt.

X marks the spot where this dress is still available in my size (for only $49.99!)...

A Day at Monticello.

My brother, sister-in-law, nephew, mom and I spent this past Saturday afternoon at Charlottesville's most notable (besides The McCabes) resident's home. 

"But friendship is precious, not only in the shade, but in the sunshine of life, and thanks to a benevolent arrangement the greater part of life is sunshine."

-Thomas Jefferson, Monticello architect and resident