MRI Mental ART

Last week I had an MRI scheduled for my wrist,  after having a lot of pain in my wrist and had over the last 2 months.  No idea why.  
 So I am thinking MRI for my wrist a nice table top structure I would sit on a chair and place my hand in a machine and wha Laaa right.  NOT I get there, they tell me to get completely undressed to my undies and put scrubs on.  I was like... "Umm for my wrist?....I should have taken a valum...  why did no one tell me it was going to be my whole body in the tube....."  As they take me to the room I breath "I can do this...breath  in... out.  The techs were awesome.  They got me weighed down as I said Cerebral Palsy comes with tremors  Hence the VALUM...  duh.  so weights and pillows and a panic ball I held in my left hand as I laid on my stomach, arm straight above my head.  Then the words, "It's only 25 minutes".  Panic washed over me.  They put the headphones on me with Christian contemporary music and in I went.  Breathing in and out as this horrid loud thumping started pulsing around me I decided at that moment I was going to go to my happy place.  I can do this God will get me through this.  As the noise was sounding like a huge sewing machine and memories rushed my mind of my grandmother and mother sewing.  That then took me to stitching the letters of my new grand baby's name Saieve Lucas James.  After about ten times I did others names in my family. The techs stopped and checked on my a few times and turned up the music.  When they said only 15 minutes left I hit a panic feeling and thought surely it has been longer than that.  So back to deep breathing and I decided to color.  Yep as I have been coloring a lot lately in an adult coloring book it was so fitting.  So the image came to mind and I started coloring.  As the loud tones got louder and heavier my markers got bigger bolder color and before I knew it, it was over. They slid me out of the tube unsecured my wrist and I explained what I did to get through it and they had never heard of that before.  As I sat there getting over a dizzy spell which they said was a normal thing.  
I decided to share this experience on here.  I am so not a fan of MRI tubes but am thankful for the technology of today.  My reselts were a torn ligament and I am now looking at surgery ugh. Not a happy camper there but It is a better outcome than others the surgeon had mentioned.  

Ladybug Princess!

 

This was a fun thing 

I put a blank sketch book page on Instagram and said 

"What should I draw, GO"  

First thing was a princess so here is a princess.

A Ladybug Princess

Tonight"s sketch

So in a rush I chose Damask this week for the challenge at
Inspiration Avenue

It has been a slow week but managed to do a drawing and tweek with some damask off of picnik

I have had writters block and no get up-n-go in my photogaphy

Am hoping to get out and do some this week.

I miss it.

NO ART...ALL ART HAS BEEN BANNED

When I woke this morning I did not know the day was going to be so cruel I gathered my things and headed to art class.  I was sitting at my table with my headphones on and an alarm sounded like back in the Hitler days.  Huge long sounds and then the words...  "The president has issued a decreed of Ban on art."
Ten hours later had felt like a dream.  How could this be art was my life and with in a few short hours gone. 
Billboards came down that has any art, People were summoned to box up all art supplies and put into storage.  The art teacher was acting like no big deal and just started pouring out the water at the painting stations and draping cloths over the statues that were used to draw.  What the Hell is wrong with this picture. 
I gathered up all my art supplies and quickly put them in my bag.  I even stuffed a small canvas in there.
Headed down the stairs and out onto the street.  I walked down aways and then notices as I walked passed the bus garage that they were taking the sides off the buses that a local elementary school had won a month of art on the bus murel and off it was coming.  I kept walking.  A cold wind went over my face.  I pulled up my scarf as I was about to have a tear touch the top of my cheek.  As I passed to local book store that was attached to the art supply shop with one of those arch doorways they were filling up boxes of art books and as I went passed the art store CLOSED!  The sign said closed I felt like dropping to my knees right then and there.  I pulled my hat down over my ears and kept walking.  How can this be happening I was an art major and now all shattered because of a president.  What led him to this decision?  when he was voted in congress decided to give him 3 notes of acts he could use with out going to congress and this must be one of them.
I crossed the street heading down to the park and the man who was always there painting was gone. 
Passing the movie theatre the posters that go with the movies down with a
8 x 10 white paper in the center of the frame with the name of the movie in times new roman font.
As I walked passed the homeless folks at the benches they did not act any different as if their life had not been affected....  well it had not. 
In my head all I could think was; "I am not boxing up my art stuff heck no".  I kept walking and wondered if this was a world wide thing or just this country what about Inspiration Avenue our etsy team we are all about art, is this affecting everyone?
I finally came to my house walked up the brick steps and came to the big door wondering if my husband was home I opened the door slowly and went in.  He came around the corner and said, "Hey hun how are you"  I about flew off the handle in my head I wanted to yell "HOW AM I? WHAT ON EARTH DO YOU NOT KNOW WHAT IS HAPPENING?" But before I uttered a word I notices he was covered in a white powdery dust which was unusual.  SO I took a deep breath and said, What is going on here?"  He said I just walled in your studio so you can continue to do art."  I was ecstatic.  I threw my arms around his neck and said thank you so much.  Our office/studio did not have a door it had a hole through the kitchen window and a area that you could just walk in but now the hole is closed and the doorway has a door that looks like a wall.  WOW cleaver!  All my artwork through out the house was sitting propped up against the wall. 
AND THEN I WOKE UP....
Seriously this was my dream this morning
How intense right WOW
I felt like a cross between Anne Frank, Hitler days and Merlin the TC show on netflix that does not allow magic.  So very glad  I woke up!!

Writen by Shelly Simpson
Edited by Kayla Simpson
© copyright

"Harlequin" At Inspiration Avenue this week

And.... This is what I came up with
Kind of fun little drawings.

Always such a

fun challenge

at Inspiration Avenue

Come check them all out Sunday afternoon and

then the new one Monday!