Just when I think I’m caught up with all the urgent projects, jobs and obligations, something new and urgent pops up to send me back to Square One. So it was this week.
I had left for Thanksgiving vacation with all the bills paid, laundry done, financial matters under control and Bard just a whisker away from being finished. On Monday I got the big approval from Bard’s owner which is always a major “Whew!!” moment. And to top things off, we had made our whirlwind one day trip from northern Michigan to southern Michigan to have Thanksgiving dinner with my mother in the nursing home (where meal portions are designed for Lilliputians). The weather cooperated for all the driving, and our adult kids made their ways safely home, which was a big relief all around since winter has arrived early in Michigan. Finally, I thought, Life was under control again.
But…
A planned trip to the barn was aborted when my car developed a problem. I carefully did my errands in town and limped back home and called the garage to arrange an appointment.
I received a call from my mother’s nursing home wanting me to sign some papers which were then faxed to me. She had recently been in the hospital for 2 and a half days, and they required her to sign new admission papers to the nursing home! What followed was several phone calls, some of them heated, requesting to know why this was required and questioning various parts of the papers. I didn’t get satisfactory answers, so I called some local nursing homes to see what their policies were and found they were different. To make a long story short, it was frustrating, took a bunch of time out of my days and ended with me passing the buck to my brother-in-law who is the power of attorney for my mother. It seems that I couldn’t sign the papers for her after all. Sigh.
The biggest new urgent matter arrived in the form of an email on Monday morning requesting a print of a painting that I hadn’t made into a print yet. The man wanted it for his daughter for Christmas. Trouble was, I didn’t have a good photo of the painting and wasn’t sure I could create a print that would print properly. But I was game to try since it was an image that I’d thought about turning into a print anyway, and What the Heck! It’s Christmas season, and I sure could use some sales and a new print to take to the gallery.
I got right to work and was able to take a really good photo of the small painting and set about adjusting the colors and cleaning up all the boo boos that always show up in photos but aren’t visible on the real artwork; things like dust spots on the lens and little smudges in the pastel that the camera always magnifies. By zooming way in and using the clone stamp tool with a small brush size in Photoshop, I went all around the outside edges of the horse and rider and tidied them up. The original is a small pastel that was done as a color study for a larger painting, so I hadn’t been really careful about keeping edges sharp.
While I was at it, I better defined the mare and foal in the background and made some adjustments to the girl’s clothing. All of that took me one whole day.
Then the real challenge came; getting the thing to print properly. After consulting my Photoshop book and another book on digital printing, I changed a color space setting and made a test print in a small version. It was amazingly close to the screen image! Hooray!!
Many test prints later, after trying various differences in settings in Photoshop and the printer driver and different sizes for the print, I finally had an image that I was happy with. That took me another whole day, with interruptions. The final step was to print out the image on the expensive fine art stock and then to make a few extras for the gallery and to sell online.
In the end, what started out to mess up my week of finishing Bard ended up to be a positive thing. I now have a new print to add to my collection; the first in several years!
We won’t talk about how, in all the hubbub of the week, I forgot the farrier was coming today when I made the car appointment and consequently failed to meet her at the barn at the appointed time. But all’s well that ends well. She couldn’t make it anyway, and we connected after I got home and arranged for another time.
You would think that after all these years of living I would have figured out that there’s no such thing as being “all caught up”. Something always comes along that demands your immediate attention just when you thought you could finally concentrate on artwork or gardening or whatever else you crave to do but have difficulty fitting into the schedule. It happens every time.
Oh, yes. One final word. The above print will very shortly be available from my website. The title is “In My Dreams” and depicts me as a young girl riding my horse when he was in his prime. He has been the horse I dreamed of owning and riding when I was a little girl; just like so many other little girls who dream of galloping across wide fields on beautiful horses.
©Copyright 2008 by Karen Baker Thumm. See original post here.
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When I checked the morning mail yesterday, I found a pick-up notice for a parcel. Having just gone through the receipt period for the 2008 World of Small & Miniature Art exhibit at the Carriage Factory Gallery, I naturally thought of that show first. Could someone have sent something to the house in error?
I was excited to be accepted into the project months ago. During the painting process, I was alternately frustrated and disappointed with the work I was doing and ultimately relieved when it was finished (standard emotions with any painting).
