Open 2 miracles

Art created for this specific blog
by Judith Parsons Art 2017

Life after graduate school.

I am taking today slow. Checking my emails, lining up swimming classes to instruct, because swimming keeps me young and strong.

My love has returned to Ireland and it is back to quiet stillness. Time to make lists, time to clean out a studio. Time to figure out the future steps…Where next?

Where? It is a glorious place to be. At a cross-roads of potential miracles. 

I am writing down the things I KNOW I love.

Creating in Adobe Illustrator.

Using the above software to create wonderful art.

Glass, specifically “Bullseye glass” 

Glass blowing and slumping and fusing.

The YMCA and what they do for the community. The awesome people at the Chinatown YMCA!

Rivers. One specific one - in Ireland.

Monterey, CA…the white sandy beaches. Close to friends from the Monterey Herald.

Writing blogs.

Playing with art. Playing with digital laser epilogue heaven.

My imagination steps in:

I walk to the river’s edge. 

The boulders along the river make a lovely place to sit. The sun is warm upon my shoulders. I smile at the diamonds sparkling upon the waters surface. 

I have on flowing white fabric. I roll up the pants legs to keep the hem out of the water.

I step into the cool water and suppress a yelp. The water is icy cold. 

I step upon the warm dry flat rocks. I find my way to a large flat rock, it is big enough to lay back upon. The warmth from the stone combined with the warmth from the sun is glorious. I let my fingertips drape into the water. The coolness combined with the sun and stones warmth is heaven upon earth.

The voice inside my head tells me to rest for a day or two. There is no rushing to be done. Relax and let the love gather itself back in.

Let the river run crystal clear.

I reflect upon my daughter’s words. “Mom, you can do anything you desire. It isn’t about a job anymore for you. You found a job for 30 years moving and moving again. Do something you adore. Do your passion. Awaken every morning grinning with wanting to start your day-with wanting to rush to work-because you are making art. DO what makes you feel you are part of a bigger picture.”

She suggested I open my own gallery back in the south. I glance that way- toward the beaches and wonder if she is right. Sighing. I shall keep making that list. Any graduates want to join me? Open a gallery? 

Last sculpture

Using acrylic cut hexagons, treading
acrylic rod through the hexagons.
Then using glow in the dark rods in my
hot doddle melting making magic art!!
One of a kind by Judith Parsons Art 2017!

Today you are seeing the last sculpture I created as a student at Academy of the Art University. I will never be the same.

Forever changed.

Four years in San Francisco and I earned my wings of courage and objectivity.

There are a few women I would like to thank for supporting me along my Art Priestess Journey. 

First Anita Boyle, when I moved into the city, you would talk me through the streets. Turn left here, right there toward my destination. YOU helped me find my bearings, you helped me find my way over and over again in a new place. Thank you Love for your constant love and support.

My sister, Lynn and my instructors, Margaret and Anne! All three of you have been running along— trying to get the kite of me up and flying. Eventually the wings lifted from the kite. Finally I found the words to defend my self and my art. You were the women that created the currents of wind that I soared upon!

(Hugging you all)

Then, the one woman who quietly stood in the shadows. Her hand in my lower back, Lindsay Chan. You seemed to know exactly when I was drowning and seemed to have the perfect words and perfect smile to keep me creating and traveling along my Art Priestess Quest. Thank you Lindsay.  (hugging you tight)

Two men stand with their arms outstretched. I see them from the eagle eye height. Gordon and Tom. You stand with your arms joined, clasping one another’s forearms. The eagle of art you both allowed a safe place to land. The talons sharp ….when the eagle lands upon your clasped arms the talons become soft paint brushes, the wings become glass. The ultimate mirror glass.

Thank you Gordon and Tom, your joining forces helped me finalize my Art Quest to find myself. This blog was a huge part of my graduate degree.

I reflected, wrote, edited and re-edited myself. I have my Masters of Fine Art- I am the Art Priestess!

Thank you readers, thank you Soul Sisters. I am walking through the huge Gothic massive doors. I stand upon the foyer of life, looking upward. Unfurling my wings, chest uplifted, I am free beginning a new journey!!

Wooooooohooooooooo!!!

Sailing San Francisco

Photographs by Anita Boyle!!
Thank you Anita!!! YOU are amazing!

It has been eleven years since hurricane Katrina, since I have been on a Cataline 32 sail boat. Ben, my nephew asked us out sailing.

I have been driving on the bridge looking down upon the sail boats wishing I was on a sail boat - and finally my dream came true! It was a magical day! The sun and wind perfect.

Sailing is the perfect spiritual activity! God’s breath is moving you along upon the water. The sound of the water against the hull is divine. The wind in the sails mesmerizing. Then as the sun turns golden, everyone upon the boat turns into golden Gods and Goddesses. 

It truly is heaven on earth! Thank you Ben for letting me find myself again. I have come full circle.

Sacred Geometry Trinity

Original art by one-of-a-kind artist!
Judith Parsons Art

This is one of my last sculpture pieces that I have created using digital laser cutting.

The matt board is thick and stable so the pieces fit in and are snug. I am standing next to it.

Your art priestess who is trying to look nonchalant about it all. When really I am very proud of this incredible piece of work. It has taken a year and a half to finally figure out the backwards upside down thinking of spatial art- from a 2 dimensional place.

Anita, (waving at her) was nice enough to bring in her camera and take the photographs. I am astounded at her abilities! Thank you Anita for capturing this image. It means the world to me, for you to come over and spend hours helping me set up this complicated art. 

THIS piece of art got into the Academy of Art Spring show. It is a huge deal to me. To have work in the Spring show. I love Adobe Illustrator and I adore designing complex engineering blue prints- that become art.

When I am designing I am thinking backwards. The dyslexic mind sees the over-all design then takes it apart in order to “see” the puzzle pieces. Thank you complicated mind for working this way. 

Thank you Anita for helping me bring it all together. You are very patient and kind. I could not have made it through school with out your total support and guidance. You were the anchor that held me tight. You were the winds when I wanted to be wild and leave the dock. You are the water that buoys me up constantly!

Part A is the real deal. Me beside what I love to do. Part B, is that sculpture played with using Photoshop -twisting it- duplicating it- creating a abstract diamond of sort. Art for the sake of art. Playing with art. It is what I do.

I wonder…If I made prints…in all sorts of colors. Or if I gave you a Andy Warhol collage…would anyone want to purchase it? Just wondering.

Eye 2 Eye

This art was created for new relationships!
Thank you Mr. M for the marvelous hug!
We are all more connected than we know!
Judith Parsons Art 2017

I got up early to be at the Kinko’s FedEx store when they opened at 7:30 am. The manager running the store was by himself. I know how Kinko’s is run, as I worked for one in Tampa. There is ALWAYS tons of work to be printed and tons of customers wanting and calling complaining.

The manager took my work and started to open the usb drive when a customer called about her package being stuck in custom because it didn’t have the correct form upon the package. The manager, Mr. M (I will call him) was trying his best to soothe and calm the customer. I heard his side of the phone conversation and the woman whose package was suppose to go to Italy wanted some rectification.

All-in-all, it was a long 15 minutes of Mr. M trying to placate the woman who had not signed her package. After he got off the telephone I asked for my usb drive back, so I could print it myself on their colored printer. As I was printing - I still had questions, so poor Mr. M yet again had to come over and assist me.

I was trying my best to leave him alone so he could do his work. But then the printer needed an ink cartridge. SO we started talking about politics, and people and borders. The world today with Facebook and other social media connects us more than ever. We have no borders on Facebook. We discovered we both had lived in New Orleans. We both had a fabulous faith in the Trinity and as we looked at one another, eye-to-eye we wanted more out of life.

You are right, so many people don’t connect like we did this morning! Your grand dad would be so proud of you! He is your guardian angel!

Mr. M- thank you for the fabulous hug. You ARE going to get your food truck business up and running!!! YOU are going to have more time with your wife and children! 

I am going to help create your logo and design promotional material! Maybe today was about doing what we love to do!

Yes!!! I have been a designer for 35 years. I have created graphic designs, logos, and sculpture and can truly say today. I am happy and fulfilled!!

Life truly is amazing!

Count down-2 days.

Art originally created for Acrylic base for Neon Sculpture.
It has transformed into this lovely bright graphic image.
Thank you Adobe Illustrator and photoshop for assisting me
Art by Judith Parsons

In two days I will present my thesis on my quest to become the Art Priestess. 

I have worked for four years taking classes at the Academy of Art University in San Francisco. I have learned how to weld and forge metal, how perfect clay can be as a medium and how to create magic with digital laser technology.

Tomorrow morning I will take my newest art to be photographed. I hear he can work magic with neon acrylic, which is a bear to photograph. I have a shadow box which you friends, are loving and am excited to have photographs of it as well.

Just now, while I was showering, washing my hair, the thought to purchase a digital laser cutter to create massive art like David Best came to mind. If you haven’t seen his work yet, you are in for a treat. He created temple wooden structures for the burning man, and at the end, they were burned. It really must have been incredible to see the temples transformed by fire. 

Maybe that is my next big adventure! To create art for the burning man! Hmmmmm. All these thoughts are flying around my head. I like the idea. Maybe I do need to purchase that Epilogue laser digital cutter. Anybody want to donate $30,000 dollars to an artist?

Miracles can happen. Expect miracles!

I can’t help but grin at the week that is coming toward me. I have had an incredible 4 years creating art in San Francisco! I have learned how to get to an incredible spa, have learned the muni and bart system. Have found a fabulous place that sells lovely dresses and tops. I might even purchase a dress for graduation.

Holy moly. This is a week of transformation!

I will wear a leather yolk, that I am making for the coming out of the “Art Priestess”… Wednesday she will be adored with her own art. I will take a photograph with the instructors to document this magical magnificent day.

LIFE is amazing!! Always sing, shine, sashay those hips… and of course soar.

Love you all! Thank you for stopping by and reading.

Some examples of David Best's work

J and J

Art created by Judith Parsons Art 2017.
Created using the shape J...repeating it, inverting the color,
turning down the opacity...just playing.

Today was a miracle day! 

A friend who has known me since before I had children tracked me down. We laughed and howled and stepped right back into our long old relationship. We  both married military men. She is still married to her husband. We moved and moved and moved.

It is what one does.

We became nomads. 

And we were thrilled when we happened to meet up again in the same town.

Our relationship started in Monterey, CA. They lived above us. I would sleep late and she would think I was not home and she would play her piano. I would lay in bed and smile. It was heaven being below her. I tried not to make any noise, so she would continue to play. As soon as she realized I was home- she would stop. She is an incredible talented woman. 

(Thank you Janet for connecting again.)

One of our favorite all time holiday memories is Thanksgiving 1989.  We decided to go camping,  and she had a wee little baby!! I will never forget how they bundled Angie up into a little pink eskimo ski onesie. I am laughing thinking about her arms stuck outside into a T position, because the thick padding made it impossible for her arms to move.

We camped at New Brighton Beach. We actually smoked a turkey and had an incredible feast! The sound of the beach was glorious. The company delightful!

As our families grew we would camp out together! Our first camping trips we slept in tents. It is exciting to sleep in a tent. One awakens as the sun rises and birds start chirping. They always brought their boat along and they would try their best to get us up on skies…rarely did we manage to ski.

As our finances improved we would rent a house instead of camping. I have old photographs with diamonds sparkling on the water.

We would take turns cooking for the group. Oh, what glorious vacations. It was the only annual vacation our family would take.

It was grand catching up with Janet today! (Waving and grinning) It is nice knowing someone who has known me forever. There is something to be said for old time memories. I miss looking into the fire and seeing a smiling face looking back at me. The faces golden from the warm light. The city is okay. However, having a fire in a pit, and being outside with the breeze and the sounds of the ocean is heaven upon earth.

God knows we made some incredible memories!!

Maybe I will tell you guys about the rain storm and having nothing on but a white button down shirt. Whew wee…it was a crazy time.