<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20198456</id><updated>2011-12-15T08:36:50.380-08:00</updated><category term='holiday'/><category term='christmas'/><category term='sason'/><title type='text'>Jean Skipper</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jean Skipper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11166547400531514364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/SL6XEiOu5gI/AAAAAAAAAQA/sS6LOtRMxNU/S220/Me+sepia.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>48</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20198456.post-7186987816762276469</id><published>2007-08-10T13:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T19:57:10.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My new blog...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/RrzQhcnfUnI/AAAAAAAAADw/uEu-FtVOjIU/s1600-h/Roberta+d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097178151312642674" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/RrzQhcnfUnI/AAAAAAAAADw/uEu-FtVOjIU/s320/Roberta+d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As you may have noticed, I've been conspicuously absent from my blog lately. The year is flying by even faster than usual thanks to my new venture at Artist Alley. I love every minute of it, and I'm truly living my lifelong dream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few weeks ago, I established a blog for The Alley. You can view it at &lt;a href="http://www.artistalleync.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.artistalleync.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't plan to discontinue my personal blog; but for the time being, things will be quiet here. The new blog will be the best place to keep up with my antics for the forseeable future, and I hope that you'll visit soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20198456-7186987816762276469?l=jeanskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/7186987816762276469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20198456&amp;postID=7186987816762276469' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/7186987816762276469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/7186987816762276469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-new-blog.html' title='My new blog...'/><author><name>Jean Skipper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11166547400531514364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/SL6XEiOu5gI/AAAAAAAAAQA/sS6LOtRMxNU/S220/Me+sepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/RrzQhcnfUnI/AAAAAAAAADw/uEu-FtVOjIU/s72-c/Roberta+d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20198456.post-3945507763902439375</id><published>2007-06-30T14:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T19:57:10.931-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Meaning to Butterfly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/RobTKAsfLBI/AAAAAAAAACE/_gKElsFK130/s1600-h/P1010275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081981398472928274" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/RobTKAsfLBI/AAAAAAAAACE/_gKElsFK130/s320/P1010275.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm still scrambling for time; but I wanted to share a photo of a piece of artwork that's made me smile all week long. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This Butterfly has a body that's a butter knife. He hangs in the window in front of my desk with other creations by Amy Keith, a new artist to Artist Alley. If this doesn't tickle you, maybe the dragonfly with a spoon for a body will; but you'll have to wait for the picture of that one since they've been flying out the door steadily since they arrived.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a great weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20198456-3945507763902439375?l=jeanskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/3945507763902439375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20198456&amp;postID=3945507763902439375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/3945507763902439375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/3945507763902439375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/2007/06/new-meaning-to-butterfly.html' title='New Meaning to Butterfly'/><author><name>Jean Skipper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11166547400531514364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/SL6XEiOu5gI/AAAAAAAAAQA/sS6LOtRMxNU/S220/Me+sepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/RobTKAsfLBI/AAAAAAAAACE/_gKElsFK130/s72-c/P1010275.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20198456.post-4441724915953908427</id><published>2007-06-16T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T19:57:11.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss them already!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/RnQhAVExwOI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Xn_CljSRQdE/s1600-h/P1010064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076718969494290658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/RnQhAVExwOI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Xn_CljSRQdE/s320/P1010064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a lovely visit with my family last week. My Sister, Niece, Nephew, Mother, and her dog Penny came to North Carolina for a visit. It was chaotic and noisy most of the time, and I loved every minute of it. They left for home early Wednesday morning, and it was amazing how quiet our house became. Somehow I'd never noticed it quite as much before their visit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;During their visit, my niece spent a day working at Artist Alley with me. This photo shows her first ever display.  I think she's a natural!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20198456-4441724915953908427?l=jeanskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/4441724915953908427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20198456&amp;postID=4441724915953908427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/4441724915953908427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/4441724915953908427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-miss-them-already.html' title='I miss them already!'/><author><name>Jean Skipper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11166547400531514364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/SL6XEiOu5gI/AAAAAAAAAQA/sS6LOtRMxNU/S220/Me+sepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/RnQhAVExwOI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Xn_CljSRQdE/s72-c/P1010064.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20198456.post-5013067073058591735</id><published>2007-06-06T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T19:57:11.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where does the time go?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/Rmcik1ExwNI/AAAAAAAAAB0/LySxdPuySxU/s1600-h/Willow+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073061521373905106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/Rmcik1ExwNI/AAAAAAAAAB0/LySxdPuySxU/s320/Willow+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where does the time go? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where does the time go?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Willow Reclining" by Emily Whittle.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20198456-5013067073058591735?l=jeanskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/5013067073058591735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20198456&amp;postID=5013067073058591735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/5013067073058591735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/5013067073058591735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/2007/06/where-does-time-go.html' title='Where does the time go?'/><author><name>Jean Skipper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11166547400531514364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/SL6XEiOu5gI/AAAAAAAAAQA/sS6LOtRMxNU/S220/Me+sepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/Rmcik1ExwNI/AAAAAAAAAB0/LySxdPuySxU/s72-c/Willow+2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20198456.post-2811284212461833760</id><published>2007-06-05T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T19:57:11.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here I Go Again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/RmWdEVExwMI/AAAAAAAAABs/M0El1etr0CI/s1600-h/God+Plans+ACEO+b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072633253004951746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/RmWdEVExwMI/AAAAAAAAABs/M0El1etr0CI/s400/God+Plans+ACEO+b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/RmWc1VExwLI/AAAAAAAAABk/_oydygkDnkE/s1600-h/God+Plans+ACEO+b.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel like I should stand up and announce to the world, "Hi, My name is Jean, and I am a well-intentioned-but-very-bad-on-the-follow-through-blogger." I mean to blog. I see the value in it. It's a habit that I'd like to start and stick with; but somehow I never seem to establish the habit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the last few weeks I've had a broken telephone, erratic phone service, a dead cell phone, an internet connection that's sporadic at best, and an email server that I can't access no matter what I try. This morning, I also learned that none of the posts to my Yahoo groups went through during the past few weeks either. I really don't mean to complain; but if it's related to communication in my life, there's a good chance that I've been struggling with it. (Maybe someone can enlighten me as to the greater meaning or purpose of these challenges!?!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, for now I'll start slowly. Here's today's post. (Assuming that it publishes without problems....which may be a stretch! lol) Hope to write again soon...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20198456-2811284212461833760?l=jeanskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/2811284212461833760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20198456&amp;postID=2811284212461833760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/2811284212461833760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/2811284212461833760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/2007/06/here-i-go-again.html' title='Here I Go Again!'/><author><name>Jean Skipper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11166547400531514364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/SL6XEiOu5gI/AAAAAAAAAQA/sS6LOtRMxNU/S220/Me+sepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/RmWdEVExwMI/AAAAAAAAABs/M0El1etr0CI/s72-c/God+Plans+ACEO+b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20198456.post-1828961865465885702</id><published>2007-02-04T11:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T19:57:11.567-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Time to Create</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/RcZIrI17JKI/AAAAAAAAABU/HylLpujiwbg/s1600-h/Flower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027785939950970018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/RcZIrI17JKI/AAAAAAAAABU/HylLpujiwbg/s200/Flower.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the calm after the rush of our opening week at Artist Alley, I realized that it had been over a month since I'd been creative. Oh sure, I do think creatively in my daily life; but I'm talking about REALLY creating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remedied that yesterday and today by painting my heart out. I was really trying to just have fun without worrying about the outcome. In the end, I was fairly pleased with the results. I used only the three primary colors, and I set out with no goal in mind. One of my pieces is shown here. The sides of the canvas read, "Reach...Shine...Grow...Bloom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now there's paint under my fingernails, and I can't seem to wash it off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I couldn't be happier!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20198456-1828961865465885702?l=jeanskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/1828961865465885702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20198456&amp;postID=1828961865465885702' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/1828961865465885702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/1828961865465885702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/2007/02/time-to-create.html' title='A Time to Create'/><author><name>Jean Skipper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11166547400531514364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/SL6XEiOu5gI/AAAAAAAAAQA/sS6LOtRMxNU/S220/Me+sepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/RcZIrI17JKI/AAAAAAAAABU/HylLpujiwbg/s72-c/Flower.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20198456.post-7852498305896802059</id><published>2007-02-02T13:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T19:57:11.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Standing on the Edge of a Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/RcOtk417JJI/AAAAAAAAABE/wsuxqmCRc7k/s1600-h/a+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027052458321061010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="235" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/RcOtk417JJI/AAAAAAAAABE/wsuxqmCRc7k/s320/a+1.jpg" width="216" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sitting quietly in my new business, Artist Alley. Dear friends and loved ones carried me through the process of moving, setting up, and preparing for this day. In less than an hour, our opening reception will begin, and I needed to take a quiet moment to reflect on the many blessings in my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've never been happier. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've never been more grateful&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Details about the opening tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(This piece is by Ed Duke. My Dad would have loved it!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20198456-7852498305896802059?l=jeanskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/7852498305896802059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20198456&amp;postID=7852498305896802059' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/7852498305896802059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/7852498305896802059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/2007/02/standing-on-edge-of-dream.html' title='Standing on the Edge of a Dream'/><author><name>Jean Skipper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11166547400531514364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/SL6XEiOu5gI/AAAAAAAAAQA/sS6LOtRMxNU/S220/Me+sepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/RcOtk417JJI/AAAAAAAAABE/wsuxqmCRc7k/s72-c/a+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20198456.post-6763437155812267928</id><published>2007-01-04T06:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T19:57:12.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Year...A New Beginning!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/RZ0MJiXMoiI/AAAAAAAAAAo/FuN22ohgVQE/s1600-h/img679+a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016178917943058978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 272px" height="272" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/RZ0MJiXMoiI/AAAAAAAAAAo/FuN22ohgVQE/s320/img679+a.jpg" width="206" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As usual, life is overwhelming me. I'm not complaining. I feel blessed to have so much to do and so many people to love in my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the home front, we had a lovely time in Pennsylvania during the holidays. Fun times included the Carneige Science Center, Roller skating, and time with family and friends. The train display at the science center defies description, and it's been a tradition in our family since I was a kid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year I got a special treat when one of the train conductors admired a necklace that I made for my sister. She liked it enough to request my contact information, and she took me into "the &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/RZ0LHiXMohI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ako31D60Ujw/s1600-h/img679+a2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;back room" so that I could find it for her. The behind-the-scene's view was amazing. It was like being in Santa's workshop, and I enjoyed every minute of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In business, big things are changing. I became the new owner of Artist Alley on the first of the year. It's a wonderful little gallery in downtown Southern Pines, North Carolina. Lots of good things are planned for it, and I'll provide more details here soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20198456-6763437155812267928?l=jeanskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/6763437155812267928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20198456&amp;postID=6763437155812267928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/6763437155812267928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/6763437155812267928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-yeara-new-beginning.html' title='A New Year...A New Beginning!'/><author><name>Jean Skipper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11166547400531514364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/SL6XEiOu5gI/AAAAAAAAAQA/sS6LOtRMxNU/S220/Me+sepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/RZ0MJiXMoiI/AAAAAAAAAAo/FuN22ohgVQE/s72-c/img679+a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20198456.post-3964995412037378412</id><published>2006-12-21T03:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T19:57:12.208-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sason'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>'Twas the season</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/RYptToniTRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ByeZ8AzqdXs/s1600-h/P1010033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010937719491284242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 189px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 185px" height="185" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/RYptToniTRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ByeZ8AzqdXs/s320/P1010033.JPG" width="247" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seasons Greetings!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, 'twas the season to fall off track again with my regular blog postings! At least I didn't let it go too long this time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life here has been crazy-busy, and I've been enjoying every moment of it. I've been focused on the usual housekeeping, baking, decorating, shopping and wrapping rush; but exciting things are also happening in the business of art for me. I know that it's a bit of a tease; but enough about that for now. I'll update again soon as things progress. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The real purpose of today's message is to wish you Happy Holidays! Whatever that means for you, I hope that it's a wonderful season for you and yours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20198456-3964995412037378412?l=jeanskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/3964995412037378412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20198456&amp;postID=3964995412037378412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/3964995412037378412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/3964995412037378412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/2006/12/twas-season.html' title='&apos;Twas the season'/><author><name>Jean Skipper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11166547400531514364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/SL6XEiOu5gI/AAAAAAAAAQA/sS6LOtRMxNU/S220/Me+sepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/RYptToniTRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ByeZ8AzqdXs/s72-c/P1010033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20198456.post-116549395775835976</id><published>2006-12-07T04:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T04:19:17.773-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beaver Lake</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2350/2019/1600/634319/P1010001%20resize.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2350/2019/200/7401/P1010001%20resize.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a non-art post; but I just couldn't resist. I live in the "Sandhills" region of North Carolina. It's an area that's relatively dry, and the drainage is great. My yard is usually a little over an acre of dry grassy sand.....until recently!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beavers have been persistently building and rebuilding a damn on a neighboring piece of property for the last month. Thus, I introduce Beaver Lake. The yellow house belongs to a neighbor, and it's also a typically dry piece of property.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always wanted to live on the water; but this wasn't exactly what I had in mind!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20198456-116549395775835976?l=jeanskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/116549395775835976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20198456&amp;postID=116549395775835976' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/116549395775835976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/116549395775835976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/2006/12/beaver-lake.html' title='Beaver Lake'/><author><name>Jean Skipper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11166547400531514364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/SL6XEiOu5gI/AAAAAAAAAQA/sS6LOtRMxNU/S220/Me+sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20198456.post-116499135833200772</id><published>2006-12-01T08:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T08:55:32.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bottlecap Jewelry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2350/2019/1600/550044/P1010026%20II%20a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2350/2019/200/207190/P1010026%20II%20a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's a sample of the new bottlecap jewelry that I'm adding to my store inventory at Etsy. ( &lt;a href="http://www.jeanskipper.etsy.com"&gt;www.jeanskipper.etsy.com&lt;/a&gt;) I listed these first two pieces today, and more will follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been a fan of bottlecap jewelry for some time. That combined with my love of found objects, especially miniatures, lead me to enshrine these objects in a bottlecap with a clear coat of &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2350/2019/1600/504083/Button%20Necklace%20I%20a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2350/2019/200/597199/Button%20Necklace%20I%20a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;resin. I've also been trying to simplify my designs lately, and these are an example of that effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it's less than an inch in diameter, and it sits still for too long in my house, we call it a treasure. (And it will probably end up in one of my creations!) Each piece of this jewelry is unique, and they always draw lots of compliments when worn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20198456-116499135833200772?l=jeanskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/116499135833200772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20198456&amp;postID=116499135833200772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/116499135833200772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/116499135833200772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/2006/12/bottlecap-jewelry.html' title='Bottlecap Jewelry'/><author><name>Jean Skipper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11166547400531514364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/SL6XEiOu5gI/AAAAAAAAAQA/sS6LOtRMxNU/S220/Me+sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20198456.post-116434087600491131</id><published>2006-11-23T19:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T20:01:16.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Thankful</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2350/2019/1600/910721/1%20Alberto%20Blogger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" height="400" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2350/2019/320/341173/1%20Alberto%20Blogger.jpg" width="284" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like such a cliche; but I just can't resist taking a few moments to reflect on all of the things that fill my heart with gratitude today. This list is topped by my loving husband who played a song for me last night, just because it made him think of us, and then danced to it with my son and me in the kitchen. I'm also thankful for my absolutely incredible nine-year-old son who, right before our eyes, is already turning into the kind of man who exudes warmth and makes us proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My gratitude continues with thanks for my Mother and Father, because they taught me the meaning of unconditional love and support. My Sister, different as we are we grow closer every year. My Brother-in-Law who is more like the brother that I never imagined he would be. My Niece and Nephew who make me feel loved everyday and missed when we're not together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the rest of my family in Pennsylvania and elsewhere...thoughts of them make me smile; remind me of "the-good-old-days"; and make me wish that we were together. My new family here in North Carolina... for the love that they've shown me and the man whose love they so graciously share with me. For Wally who's home from Iraq, and Lisa who is so grateful for it. For all of the men and women who sacrifice to improve the quality of life for others...your selflessness does not go unnoticed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old friends...those who are older than me and those who've I've been fortunate to know since the beginning of time, or kindergarten at least! New friends...Carolina friends, art friends, online friends, and others...I hope that we'll be granted the privlege of becoming old friends together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coco, Cody and Gracie. Grace. A benevolent God.  Coconut Cake. My outdoor friends. Orion. Movies on Thanksgiving. Too much to eat. Too much to do. A full heart and so much love.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thanksgiving.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20198456-116434087600491131?l=jeanskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/116434087600491131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20198456&amp;postID=116434087600491131' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/116434087600491131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/116434087600491131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/2006/11/so-thankful.html' title='So Thankful'/><author><name>Jean Skipper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11166547400531514364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/SL6XEiOu5gI/AAAAAAAAAQA/sS6LOtRMxNU/S220/Me+sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20198456.post-116403019092275969</id><published>2006-11-20T05:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T05:43:10.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Top Tens</title><content type='html'>Has it been a week already since I wrote?!?!?! I really don't know where the time goes. Here are the top ten things that occupied my time during the past week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Being sick.&lt;br /&gt;2. Sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;3. My husband being sick.&lt;br /&gt;4. Cleaning and organizing my stuff.&lt;br /&gt;5. Spending time with my son.&lt;br /&gt;6. Being sick.&lt;br /&gt;7. Sleeping. (Do these count as two more?)&lt;br /&gt;8. Internet Marketing. (Ebay and Etsy have been hopping for me this week. 11 items will be shipped over the next few days. If you haven't visited, please check out my stores by clicking on the links to the left.)&lt;br /&gt;9. Business planning for the studio and my artwork. (The planning has involved developing dreams and ideas.  Now I need to implement them.!)&lt;br /&gt;10. Being sick and sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...Ok... so you get the idea. Did you happen to notice what was missing completely from the last week? ........Give up?....... ANYTHING CREATIVE! And I don't know if I can make it another minute without it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the next week, I hope that my top ten looks more like this...&lt;br /&gt;1. Creating.&lt;br /&gt;2. Creating!&lt;br /&gt;3. CREATING!!&lt;br /&gt;5. Catching up with my backlog of emails.&lt;br /&gt;6. Shipping my Internet sales.&lt;br /&gt;7. Listing my new creations on the Internet.&lt;br /&gt;8. Promoting new group events, scrapbooking, and the schedule for Art for All Y'All.&lt;br /&gt;9. Developing the dreams and ideas that I worked on this week.&lt;br /&gt;10. Time with my family and friends to be thankful for the people I love, the people who protect all of us and our freedom everyday, my overcommitted life, and the thrill that it's full, rich, and never-for-a-minute boring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20198456-116403019092275969?l=jeanskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/116403019092275969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20198456&amp;postID=116403019092275969' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/116403019092275969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/116403019092275969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/2006/11/top-tens.html' title='Top Tens'/><author><name>Jean Skipper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11166547400531514364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/SL6XEiOu5gI/AAAAAAAAAQA/sS6LOtRMxNU/S220/Me+sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20198456.post-116334189162393945</id><published>2006-11-12T06:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T06:31:31.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More than a Show!</title><content type='html'>I'm exhaustedly writing this after a wonderful weekend experience that we fondly refer to as, "Art in the Pines". In addition to fabulous artwork and brisk sales, this show was unlike any that I ever experienced. I'm still smiling as I think of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The residents of Pine Grove Village welcomed us with open arms. There was good conversation, lots of laughter, a nonstop parade of homemade delicacies, and some liquid refreshments as well. Many artists worked hard to organize our first annual show, and we're already making plans for next year. All of you who gave so much know who you are, and your efforts were appreciated more than you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who attended, thank you. We appreciate your support. Please mark your calendar's for next year, and remember to visit us throughout the year at Artist Alley in downtown Southern Pines. We're located directly on Broad Street, just above Sweet Basil's Restaurant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20198456-116334189162393945?l=jeanskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/116334189162393945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20198456&amp;postID=116334189162393945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/116334189162393945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/116334189162393945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/2006/11/more-than-show.html' title='More than a Show!'/><author><name>Jean Skipper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11166547400531514364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/SL6XEiOu5gI/AAAAAAAAAQA/sS6LOtRMxNU/S220/Me+sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20198456.post-116286051843384570</id><published>2006-11-06T16:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T16:48:38.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'>There's No Place Like Home</title><content type='html'>I've just returned from a lovely weekend in Pennsylvania. I'm sure that it was the calm before the storm of holiday preparations, shows, classes, and parties; but I enjoyed every minute of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrived to the welcoming vision of my niece in the window waiting for me on Thursday. Friday was Mother-Daughter day. And Friday night at my sister's house was filled with family and an awesome dinner that consisted of pierogies, stuffed cabbage, and kielbassi. (Yummy and oh-so-filling!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/1600/mom%20a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 125px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 129px" height="129" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/200/mom%20a.jpg" width="130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On Saturday morning, we were off to Pittsburgh to be with family and friends.  The night stretched out until after 11:00, and it was one of the best that I've had in ages. The stories and laughter flowed freely as we shared many years worth of stories and memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband marvels at the fact that we all speak at the same time, and yet we never miss a beat in our conversations. It's a talent that's part genetic and part practice. It's a sound and a feeling that I miss in my life.  Now that I'm back in North Carolina it  makes me smile just to think about it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life would be so much easier with a pair of ruby slippers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20198456-116286051843384570?l=jeanskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/116286051843384570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20198456&amp;postID=116286051843384570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/116286051843384570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/116286051843384570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/2006/11/theres-no-place-like-home.html' title='There&apos;s No Place Like Home'/><author><name>Jean Skipper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11166547400531514364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/SL6XEiOu5gI/AAAAAAAAAQA/sS6LOtRMxNU/S220/Me+sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20198456.post-116247197089220967</id><published>2006-11-02T04:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T04:52:50.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mail Call!  (Or should I say Mail Caw?)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/1600/img722.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 129px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 163px" height="160" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/320/img722.jpg" width="172" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictured to the left is my first attempt at creating an artists stamp. I participated in my first mail art swap this week. The theme was "Crows" and my mailbox has been overflowing with really fun stuff from around the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise it's been a busy time for me. I'm still preparing for "Art in the Pines" a juried arts and crafts fair to be held in Pinehurst, North Carolina on November 10th and 11th. If you're from the area, or if you'll be visiting the area, please send an email to me at &lt;a href="mailto:jeanskipper@jeanskipper.com"&gt;jeanskipper@jeanskipper.com&lt;/a&gt; for information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the temptation of fabulous art and fine crafts from a wide variety of artists doesn't tempt you, I'll leave you with two words. "Wine"and "Cheese" (Please email me for the details!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20198456-116247197089220967?l=jeanskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/116247197089220967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20198456&amp;postID=116247197089220967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/116247197089220967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/116247197089220967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/2006/11/mail-call-or-should-i-say-mail-caw.html' title='Mail Call!  (Or should I say Mail Caw?)'/><author><name>Jean Skipper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11166547400531514364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/SL6XEiOu5gI/AAAAAAAAAQA/sS6LOtRMxNU/S220/Me+sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20198456.post-116214782883794359</id><published>2006-10-29T10:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T10:50:28.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Showtime!</title><content type='html'>It's another gorgeous fall day her in Carolina! And while the call of the hammock has been quite tempting...I've made the responsible decision to slave away at preparations for my next show on November 10th and 11th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This work leaves me wondering about the age old artist question, "How do I balance producing what I love with producing what I'm sure (with a reasonable degree of certainty) will sell? Today, I chose the latter. It's not that I don't like what I'm making. It's just not something that makes my heart sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I made the piece shown in yesterday's entry, my heart sang an aria and danced a jig while I climbing the highest mountain and felt the sun on my face. OK...OK! Enough with the cliches. Can you tell that I really...Really REALLY liked the process of creating it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20198456-116214782883794359?l=jeanskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/116214782883794359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20198456&amp;postID=116214782883794359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/116214782883794359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/116214782883794359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/2006/10/its-showtime.html' title='It&apos;s Showtime!'/><author><name>Jean Skipper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11166547400531514364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/SL6XEiOu5gI/AAAAAAAAAQA/sS6LOtRMxNU/S220/Me+sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20198456.post-116209145720371179</id><published>2006-10-28T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T20:10:57.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/1600/P1010029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/320/P1010029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/1600/P1010020.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/1600/P1010017.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a day! The sun was shining; we had a true Carolina Blue Sky; there were white puffy what-do-you-see-in-them-now clouds everywhere; the temperature was cool but not cold; and the wind was gusting like crazy. It was a perfect fall day for my trip to Raleigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the Visual Art Exchange (VAE) in the City Market. I was there to pick up my entry from last month's mixed media show, All Mixed Up, and I also dropped off my entry to this month's show, Text and Numbers. A photo of my entry,"Dream", as a work in process appears here. It's a juried show, so please keep your fingers crossed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the kind of day that tempted me to drive forever; but somehow tonight I'm just happy to be home. Warm and safe in my house with my dog at my feet, I can't imagine being anywhere else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20198456-116209145720371179?l=jeanskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/116209145720371179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20198456&amp;postID=116209145720371179' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/116209145720371179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/116209145720371179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/2006/10/dream.html' title='Dream'/><author><name>Jean Skipper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11166547400531514364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/SL6XEiOu5gI/AAAAAAAAAQA/sS6LOtRMxNU/S220/Me+sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20198456.post-116178239174604878</id><published>2006-10-25T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T21:08:28.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging...blogging...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Blogging...blogging...&lt;/strong&gt; I love the concept; but the regularity still eludes me. Lots has been happening here, so I thought I'd try to give a quick update. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/1600/Angels.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the studio...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;We've been focusing on private parties and group events, and we're having a ball with it. Please consider Art for All Y'All for your next private event in Moore County, North Carolina. We'll work with your specific needs and we'll help you to create memories that you'll always treasure.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In my own artwork...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've had a piece in the mixed media show at the Visual Art Exchange in Raleigh, NC. They selected my piece to use in the email promotion of the show, and I couldn't have been happier. I've even received a request from an arts organization in Raleigh for the possibility of a show in 2007 - 2008. I'll be entering another piece later this week for their text and numbers show. Wish me luck!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My website was featured in a daily email dose of Artella. Yeah!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I took an encaustics class from Lorna Wang with freinds Amy Smith and Jeanne Rheaa last week. WOW! is what I have to say. We had a great time, and the class was incredible. I'd highly recomend it if you have the chance. Watch for encaustics to begin showing up in my work soon.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My eBay store is fully stocked, please visit soon.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shows...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;In two weeks the First Annual Art in the Pines Show will be held in Pinehurst, North Carolina. I've been coordinating it with fellow artists in the area, and we're hoping for a big turnout. If you're in the area, plan to start your holiday shopping early with us. Further details and directions are available on my website. Please see the link to the left.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/1600/Believe.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 196px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" height="214" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/320/Believe.jpg" width="224" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Personal...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;My business partner and dear friend Amy just received the deadline for her trip to Ethiopia to bring her beautiful new daughter home to her new family. Woo Hoo!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, I'll keep this quick. Thanks for stopping. Yinz'All come back now, said the Pittsburgh Girl from Rural North Carolina.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20198456-116178239174604878?l=jeanskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/116178239174604878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20198456&amp;postID=116178239174604878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/116178239174604878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/116178239174604878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/2006/10/bloggingblogging.html' title='Blogging...blogging...'/><author><name>Jean Skipper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11166547400531514364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/SL6XEiOu5gI/AAAAAAAAAQA/sS6LOtRMxNU/S220/Me+sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20198456.post-115987594120413361</id><published>2006-10-03T04:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T04:45:41.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I've Arrived! .... at Artella</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/1600/Love%20Came%20Down%20II.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 201px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px" height="156" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/320/Love%20Came%20Down%20II.jpg" width="241" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/1600/Angel%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited to say that I began working for Artella yesterday. The welcome has been exceedingly warm, and I'm thrilled with the opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again to all of you who've made me feel so at home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20198456-115987594120413361?l=jeanskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/115987594120413361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20198456&amp;postID=115987594120413361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/115987594120413361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/115987594120413361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/2006/10/ive-arrived-at-artella.html' title='I&apos;ve Arrived! .... at Artella'/><author><name>Jean Skipper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11166547400531514364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/SL6XEiOu5gI/AAAAAAAAAQA/sS6LOtRMxNU/S220/Me+sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20198456.post-115987511602481825</id><published>2006-10-03T04:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T04:31:56.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos You Won't Want to Miss</title><content type='html'>Here are two long overdue photos that you won't want to miss. The first may be a bit boring to some; but to me it's thrilling to no end. This photo shows the new and improved plastic storage drawers in the studio space at Art for All Y'All. These came as a result of our organizational time about month or so ago, and they've been wonderful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="134" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/320/Art%20forAll%20Y%27All%20Studio.jpg" width="203" border="0" /&gt;The second photo is a personal favorite of mine. My business partner in the studio is Amy Smith, and she's a fantastic mixed media artist. Well, Amy hates to have her picture taken; but she and her adorable son agreed to pose for me in this one. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="247" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/320/Mother%20and%20Son%202.1.jpg" width="224" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Can you see the family resemblance?!?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20198456-115987511602481825?l=jeanskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/115987511602481825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20198456&amp;postID=115987511602481825' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/115987511602481825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/115987511602481825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/2006/10/photos-you-wont-want-to-miss.html' title='Photos You Won&apos;t Want to Miss'/><author><name>Jean Skipper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11166547400531514364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/SL6XEiOu5gI/AAAAAAAAAQA/sS6LOtRMxNU/S220/Me+sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20198456.post-115798092236067610</id><published>2006-09-11T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T06:22:02.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whirlwind Weekend</title><content type='html'>I just returned from a whirlwind weekend in Pennsylvania. We drove up on Friday night, and returned Sunday morning. The drive up took about ten hours, and the drive back about thirteen. The time that we spent there was priceless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This amount of free time allowed me to listen to creative podcasts on my new Ipod, create sixteen pairs of earrings, and collaborate on a fabulous jangly bracelet and two pairs of dazzling dangle earrings for my niece. I also had hours of uninterrupted thinking time. (A luxury that's rare in my world today!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm no further ahead than I was on Friday, and I haven't figured out the answers to life's great challenges; but somehow I feel richer for the experience, and I'm more prepared to face the world today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Monday, September 11th. It's the fifth anniversary of the terrorist attacks that rocked our world. Please take time to remember those who made the ultimate sacrifice and those who continue to sacrifice to protect us all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20198456-115798092236067610?l=jeanskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/115798092236067610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20198456&amp;postID=115798092236067610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/115798092236067610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/115798092236067610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/2006/09/whirlwind-weekend.html' title='Whirlwind Weekend'/><author><name>Jean Skipper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11166547400531514364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/SL6XEiOu5gI/AAAAAAAAAQA/sS6LOtRMxNU/S220/Me+sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20198456.post-115762541967881661</id><published>2006-09-07T03:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T03:36:59.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Week of Organization</title><content type='html'>This week is dedicated to organizing my business and my life. I'm sighing and groaning as I write this; but in an attempt to gain some control, I've decided to set aside the fun of the paint, the paper, the metal, the glass, and the other ephemera. No new artwork for me until the hard work is done. (Well... OK... maybe just a page or two in my journal and the occasional doodle in a margin.) &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/1600/Self%20Portrait%20GNO%20Collage%20Altared%20I.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="262" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/320/Self%20Portrait%20GNO%20Collage%20Altared%20I.jpg" width="191" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did I get so far behind? I don't think that I'm alone in my struggle. Do I try to do too much? Or does life just require too much of a twenty-four hour day? Phone calls and email messages, meetings and classes, business and creating, family and friends. So much to do, and so little time! No matter how hard I try, sometimes I just seem to get further behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In spite of this, I'm optimistic. I will tackle my backlog; one message, list, and pile of paper at a time. Things will improve. This process will help me to be even more creative in the future. In fact, my reward for the effort will be a fabulous funky jewelry class next weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Now that should provide the necessary incentive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20198456-115762541967881661?l=jeanskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/115762541967881661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20198456&amp;postID=115762541967881661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/115762541967881661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/115762541967881661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/2006/09/week-of-organization.html' title='Week of Organization'/><author><name>Jean Skipper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11166547400531514364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/SL6XEiOu5gI/AAAAAAAAAQA/sS6LOtRMxNU/S220/Me+sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20198456.post-115754135088839848</id><published>2006-09-06T03:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T04:15:50.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where did the summer go?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/1600/Chaser%20I.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/1600/Chaser%20I.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/1600/Lighthouse%204%20I.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/320/Lighthouse%204%20I.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Where did the summer go? Could it really be September already? My summer was packed with craziness, hard work, and lots of fun, and September is already feeling like more of the same. I guess that it's just life today. So much to do. So little time in which to do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the process of shipping an order to "Books to be Red" on Ocracoke Island, North Carolina. Ocracoke is a magical place, and this store has always been my favorite there. (Yes...even before they began to carry my artwork!) If you love a small bookstore with tons of character, friendly people, and interesting things packed into every nook and cranny, then this is the store for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While on the Island, also be sure to visit "Down Creek Gallery". They're located on the water on Silver Lake Harbor. This has been their first season, and the variety and quality of work that they carry is incredible. Again the people are friendly, and it just feels good to be in their space. (Did I mention that they also carry my artwork?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all for today. Just the act of writing this message has taken me to a happier place and a more relaxed pace. Maybe I'll visit in person sometime soon. Now, if I can just work it into my schedule...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20198456-115754135088839848?l=jeanskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/115754135088839848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20198456&amp;postID=115754135088839848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/115754135088839848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/115754135088839848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/2006/09/where-did-summer-go.html' title='Where did the summer go?'/><author><name>Jean Skipper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11166547400531514364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/SL6XEiOu5gI/AAAAAAAAAQA/sS6LOtRMxNU/S220/Me+sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20198456.post-115133285981016316</id><published>2006-06-26T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T07:40:59.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Art for All Y'All in Process</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/1600/June%202006%20Entry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/320/June%202006%20Entry.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Art for All Y'All is officially open for business in beautiful downtown Southern Pines, North Carolina! I don't have much time for a written update; but I would like to a share a few images of our work in process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone is the huge graffiti rocker face that greeted &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/1600/June%202006%20Interior.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;passers-by; gone is the larger than life nuclear fallout symbol; gone is the lifesized blue Jim Morrison. These images were very well suited for the alternative music studio that previously occupied the same space; but they just didn't fit our plans for Art for All Y'All.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;I also want&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;to publicly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/1600/June%202006%20Interior.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/200/June%202006%20Interior.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;acknowledge my admiration and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;appreciation for all of my business partner and fellow artist, Amy Smith's, hard work, and especially for her innovative floral mural&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/1600/June%202006%20Entry.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;that's shown in the interior view of the studio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20198456-115133285981016316?l=jeanskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/115133285981016316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20198456&amp;postID=115133285981016316' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/115133285981016316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/115133285981016316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/2006/06/art-for-all-yall-in-process.html' title='Art for All Y&apos;All in Process'/><author><name>Jean Skipper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11166547400531514364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/SL6XEiOu5gI/AAAAAAAAAQA/sS6LOtRMxNU/S220/Me+sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20198456.post-114917795931589691</id><published>2006-06-01T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T09:05:59.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Art for All Y'All...Before!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/1600/Finished%20Sets%20020.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/1600/Finished%20Sets%20024.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/320/Finished%20Sets%20024.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well here it us as promised, a photograph of our new teaching studio, "Art For All Y'All". I'll leave you with a single exterior shot, and it's a doosey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Previously the space was used as an edgy music studio called, "The Sound Hole". We'll be changing the facade in the next few weeks, so I'll provide an update when we do. Those are beautifully fragrant Gardenia bushes outside the doors, and there's a great little area under the tree for seating. I'll post a view of the interior sometime soon as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;For now I'm off to Ocracoke Island for the Ocrafolk Festival. Wish me luck, and be sure to visit me on Howard Street if you find yourself in the area.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20198456-114917795931589691?l=jeanskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/114917795931589691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20198456&amp;postID=114917795931589691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/114917795931589691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/114917795931589691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/2006/06/art-for-all-yallbefore.html' title='Art for All Y&apos;All...Before!'/><author><name>Jean Skipper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11166547400531514364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/SL6XEiOu5gI/AAAAAAAAAQA/sS6LOtRMxNU/S220/Me+sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20198456.post-114883213922272508</id><published>2006-05-28T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T09:02:19.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Art for All Y'All</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/1600/Free%20Spirit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/320/Free%20Spirit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Well today is the day. At 2:00 today Amy Smith and I will enter the Art for All Y'All gallery space as official tenants! I'm excited; I'm nervous; I'm inspired; I'm overwhelmed. All of this and so much more...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;We'll have lots of cleaning, painting, moving, and organizing to do before our official opening on June&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt; 6th; but it will all be worth it.   This little girl about sums it up for me, "The future is bright, just imagine the possibilities."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Please check back for additional before and after photos as we continue this journey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20198456-114883213922272508?l=jeanskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/114883213922272508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20198456&amp;postID=114883213922272508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/114883213922272508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/114883213922272508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/2006/05/art-for-all-yall.html' title='Art for All Y&apos;All'/><author><name>Jean Skipper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11166547400531514364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/SL6XEiOu5gI/AAAAAAAAAQA/sS6LOtRMxNU/S220/Me+sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20198456.post-114780316459261171</id><published>2006-05-16T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T11:12:44.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Art to Brighten Your Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;I had a great Mother's Day weekend in Pennsylvania with my family. I finished 100 pieces of bottlecap art. (My latest mini-passion!) I also spent lots of quality time with my Mother, and the visit went way too fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/1600/Kate"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/200/Kate%27s%20Art.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;I received a beautiful Mother's Day gift from my niece. I've posted a picture of it here for your viewing pleasure. At 8 years old, she is a FABULOUS artist. This piece is done in acrylic on canvas. I know that it brightened my day, and I hope that it will do the same for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20198456-114780316459261171?l=jeanskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/114780316459261171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20198456&amp;postID=114780316459261171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/114780316459261171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/114780316459261171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/2006/05/art-to-brighten-your-day.html' title='Art to Brighten Your Day'/><author><name>Jean Skipper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11166547400531514364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/SL6XEiOu5gI/AAAAAAAAAQA/sS6LOtRMxNU/S220/Me+sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20198456.post-114739676292688437</id><published>2006-05-11T17:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T18:21:06.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Creating...Classes...Chaos...Continued</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;The chaos, and the fun, in my life continues!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm working toward my participation in the Ocrafolk Festival on June 2nd. Ocracoke is a magical place that means the world to me, and my acceptance into this particular show is a complete thrill. I'm in the process of creating a variety of Ocracoke and beach-themed pieces for my collection, and I'll also be donating a piece to the show's art auction. I'll be sure to post a photo here before shipping it next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the home front, a teaching studio in downtown Southern Pines, North Carolina is in the works with my friend and fellow mixed media artist, Amy Sm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/1600/Logo%203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/200/Logo%203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ith. &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;We went from a casual&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;discussion about teaching to a brick and mortar studio and a full&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt; schedule of summer classes in less than a month, and now we're &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;scrambling to make our dreams a reality. Oh what a wild and wonderful ride!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our studio will be called, "Art for All Y'All. A class schedule and registration information is available on my website, which is accessible via the link at the left-side of this page.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20198456-114739676292688437?l=jeanskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/114739676292688437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20198456&amp;postID=114739676292688437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/114739676292688437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/114739676292688437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/2006/05/creatingclasseschaoscontinued.html' title='Creating...Classes...Chaos...Continued'/><author><name>Jean Skipper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11166547400531514364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/SL6XEiOu5gI/AAAAAAAAAQA/sS6LOtRMxNU/S220/Me+sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20198456.post-114494861923552454</id><published>2006-04-13T09:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T10:20:04.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Creative Chaos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/1600/nccg%20post%20card%20original%201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/400/nccg%20post%20card%20original%201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;"Creative Chaos" succinctly describes my life lately. It's not a bad thing, I just have so many ideas and priorities rolling through my mind at any given time that it's often a challenge to keep up with it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the moment this chaos is focused on my preparation for the North Carolina Craft Guild Show. The show will be at the State Fairgrounds in Raleigh, North Carolina, from 10 - 5 on Saturday, April 15th. I'm participating as a member of the Carolina Mixed Media Art Guild.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The artists in this guild are so diverse and talented. Being with them, and being inspired by them, provides me with great pleasure. If you find yourself in Raleigh this weekend, please stop and visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20198456-114494861923552454?l=jeanskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/114494861923552454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20198456&amp;postID=114494861923552454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/114494861923552454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/114494861923552454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/2006/04/creative-chaos.html' title='Creative Chaos'/><author><name>Jean Skipper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11166547400531514364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/SL6XEiOu5gI/AAAAAAAAAQA/sS6LOtRMxNU/S220/Me+sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20198456.post-114346041591686466</id><published>2006-03-27T03:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T09:57:24.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging with My Son</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son and I are hanging out this morning in anticipation of a big day. No school today, because it's the end of grade period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We plan to exercise, do some art, and shop for school clothes. He's outgrowing everything in his drawers! Today we're thankful that all is peaceful in our little corner of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I created my first art squared this weekend. The full series can be viewed on my website via the link on the left. All will be available for sale on eBay later this week as well. Here's a sneak preview...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/320/Internet%20Peace%20Resides%20Within.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20198456-114346041591686466?l=jeanskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/114346041591686466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20198456&amp;postID=114346041591686466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/114346041591686466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/114346041591686466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/2006/03/blogging-with-my-son.html' title='Blogging with My Son'/><author><name>Jean Skipper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11166547400531514364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/SL6XEiOu5gI/AAAAAAAAAQA/sS6LOtRMxNU/S220/Me+sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20198456.post-114251774239146523</id><published>2006-03-16T05:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T06:02:22.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Challenge Ends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/1600/2%20Auction%2030%2015th%20eat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/200/2%20Auction%2030%2015th%20eat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Well, my thirty day art card challenge ended yesterday. During the last month I tried new techniques, created when I felt uncreative, and established my Etsy store. Overall, I thoroughly enjoyed the process. It was challenging to be disciplined enough to create and list a miniature piece of art among the chaos of each day, and it's a routine that I'd like to continue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So....after a few days off to be with family and friends, I'll be starting another thirty day challenge. The theme is still under consideration; but I'm open to suggestions. I'll be making my decision and announcing it in the next week. Stay tuned... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20198456-114251774239146523?l=jeanskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/114251774239146523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20198456&amp;postID=114251774239146523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/114251774239146523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/114251774239146523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/2006/03/challenge-ends.html' title='Challenge Ends'/><author><name>Jean Skipper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11166547400531514364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/SL6XEiOu5gI/AAAAAAAAAQA/sS6LOtRMxNU/S220/Me+sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20198456.post-114186621009205686</id><published>2006-03-08T16:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T17:07:04.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hug a Firefighter Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;I thought that I'd brighten your day with a description of how my morning began. Life is always an adventure at the Skipper House.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/1600/2%20Auction%2020%205th%20Help.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/200/2%20Auction%2020%205th%20Help.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;I was getting ready for my day this morning. (I had several business meetings scheduled, so I had to go the whole pantyhose and suit route.) The frost was pretty heavy on my car, so I decided to warm it up while I finished getting dressed. I threw on my red and black too-short plaid flannel pj pants and a light blue sweatshirt over my black pantyhose so that I could go outside to start the car. Wet hair, no makeup, and old sneakers finished the look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Just as I hit the car, I looked back at the house to see my nine year old son walk outside and close the door behind him leaving us both locked outside. (I swear that this happened in slow motion; but I just couldn't move quickly enough to stop him!) The good news, he was fully dressed with his book bag for school, and I had the car keys. The bad news, I was locked out of the house with no cell phone or purse looking like a combination of every fashion-don't you've ever seen, and my husband was out of town for the day with our only extra key.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My solution was to go to the local fire station where my husband volunteers. Luckily for me, I found two of his fellow firefighters at the station. I didn't even need to step out of the car, and they told me that they'd be able to get me back in. At the time, I didn't realize that this meant that they would be bringing one very large red fire truck to accomplish the job. One big ladder later, and we were inside. Oh what a morning it was! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;I'd like to give a special thanks to firefighters in general, and to these two in particular. Your selfless service always amazes me; but today you were my personal heroes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the art front, I've been busy creating and listing. My thirty day art card challenge continues. Four cards sold today, and the remaining cards can be purchased at my eBay or Etsy stores. You can also view the full collection on my website. Links for each of these appear on the left-hand side of this page. Jewelry photos will be here soon too. I promise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20198456-114186621009205686?l=jeanskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/114186621009205686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20198456&amp;postID=114186621009205686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/114186621009205686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/114186621009205686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/2006/03/hug-firefighter-today.html' title='Hug a Firefighter Today'/><author><name>Jean Skipper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11166547400531514364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/SL6XEiOu5gI/AAAAAAAAAQA/sS6LOtRMxNU/S220/Me+sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20198456.post-114139508671095650</id><published>2006-03-03T05:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T06:14:11.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Crud</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Since Sunday, everyone in my house has had the crud. For us that means a variety of symptoms, with each of us having our own unique combination. They one thing that we all have in common is that we feel, "yucky".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;The crud has caused me to cancel several commitments over the last few days, and for the most part, I haven't been very productive. I have managed to create and list my daily art cards on my website and in my stores on eBay and Etsy. (Please see my links section in the column on the left to view these.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;I also had one late-night creative jewelry burst on Wednesday. The crud was keeping me awake, and when I finally gave up on sleep I was a dynamo with the soldering iron. More on this &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/1600/2%20Auction%2017%202nd%20her.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/200/2%20Auction%2017%202nd%20her.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;will follow. I'm patiently waiting for a nicely overcast day so I can photograph my one-of-a-kind jewelry creations for posterity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;When I do, you'll be the first to know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20198456-114139508671095650?l=jeanskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/114139508671095650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20198456&amp;postID=114139508671095650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/114139508671095650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/114139508671095650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/2006/03/crud.html' title='The Crud'/><author><name>Jean Skipper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11166547400531514364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/SL6XEiOu5gI/AAAAAAAAAQA/sS6LOtRMxNU/S220/Me+sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20198456.post-114114291496928312</id><published>2006-02-28T07:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T08:08:35.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My new store is up and running.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;My new store is up and running! The store is located at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jeanskipper.etsy.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;www.jeanskipper.etsy.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt; Etsy is a site that's dedicated to promoting handmade works and supplies for artists. It's similar to eBay in that each artist has his or her own store within Etsy. It's unique in that it isn't an auction site. Store prices are listed, and collectors purchase at the indicated prices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/1600/Internet%20Inner%20Diva%20Finished%20Package%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/200/Internet%20Inner%20Diva%20Finished%20Package%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;My art card of the day is "Green", and it may be viewed via the link to my eBay store in the column on the left hand side of this page. I'll also be shipping a mini-shrine to a private collector today. It's called, "Inner Diva". The outside of the shrine is pictured here. The inside may be viewed on my website in the "Shrines" portfolio at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jeanskipper.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;www.jeanskipper.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20198456-114114291496928312?l=jeanskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/114114291496928312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20198456&amp;postID=114114291496928312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/114114291496928312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/114114291496928312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-new-store-is-up-and-running.html' title='My new store is up and running.'/><author><name>Jean Skipper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11166547400531514364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/SL6XEiOu5gI/AAAAAAAAAQA/sS6LOtRMxNU/S220/Me+sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20198456.post-114104988311132627</id><published>2006-02-27T05:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T06:18:04.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't Slow Down</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/1600/2%20Auction%2014%2027th%20What.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/200/2%20Auction%2014%2027th%20What.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;'ve been running like a madwoman since I last wrote. I've created three new artist trading cards, and the image of today's is shown with this post. All three are listed on eBay for your viewing and bidding pleasure. Today is number 14 of my thirty day challenge, and I'm already planning to up the ante for the next thirty days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What Beauty" is the title of today's piece. For me that's a major part of what art is. Beauty for the eyes in the traditional sense, and beauty for the soul as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been working diligently to establish a significant number of finished pieces so that I can begin to schedule and hold trunk shows of my jewelry and artwork in March. I had an extremely productive day artistically yesterday and I'm hoping for the same today. Stay tuned to my blog for a selection of images of the finished pieces during the next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can also view my jewelry and other artwork on my website at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jeanskipper.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;www.jeanskipper.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20198456-114104988311132627?l=jeanskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/114104988311132627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20198456&amp;postID=114104988311132627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/114104988311132627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/114104988311132627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/2006/02/cant-slow-down.html' title='Can&apos;t Slow Down'/><author><name>Jean Skipper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11166547400531514364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/SL6XEiOu5gI/AAAAAAAAAQA/sS6LOtRMxNU/S220/Me+sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20198456.post-114070269438470868</id><published>2006-02-23T05:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T05:53:38.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Find Love"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/1600/2%20Auction%2010%2023rd%20Find.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/200/2%20Auction%2010%2023rd%20Find.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Sissie is a sweet-hearted, long-haired, mottled-grey cat who's been a part of our family, with her brother Cody, for five years. About two years ago, she was diagnosed with feline leukemia. This disease is basically a death sentence for a cat, and most often they're euthanized at the time of diagnosis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Sissie's case, she was already a part of our family. She was much loved, and while she had been showing some symptoms of the disease, overall her spirits were good. We brought her home. Made special arrangements for her care, and to protect the other cats in our home; and we've immensely and enjoyed her company ever since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days ago, I noticed that she'd developed a bit of a sniffle. This morning, she's completely lethargic. She was always a petite cat; but it feels as if she's lost half of her body mass overnight. Sad doesn't begin to describe the way I'm feeling today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;My art card for the day is "Find Love". Through the years, we've received a tremendous amount of love from Sissie. I hope that she found the same true of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20198456-114070269438470868?l=jeanskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/114070269438470868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20198456&amp;postID=114070269438470868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/114070269438470868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/114070269438470868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/2006/02/find-love.html' title='&quot;Find Love&quot;'/><author><name>Jean Skipper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11166547400531514364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/SL6XEiOu5gI/AAAAAAAAAQA/sS6LOtRMxNU/S220/Me+sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20198456.post-114060985016327447</id><published>2006-02-22T03:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T04:04:10.180-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lamenting Technology</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Isn't technology wonderful! When it's working, that is! I've been trying so hard to develop my daily habits as an artist so that they include creative time, business time, and technology time. And today, the technology piece is not fully cooperating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 6:58 in the morning. Yes, I've completed the 9th card in my first 30 day series. Yes, I've posted it to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.EBSQart.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;www.EBSQart.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt; . (I enthuse.) Yes, it's in the Art Cards portfolio on my website, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jeanskipper.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;www.jeanskipper.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt; . (I cheer) Yes, I'm blogging about it here. (Woo Hoo!) And it's almost listed on eBay. (I whisper in frustration.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After numerous attempts to list the card, I've given up for the time being. It seems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt; that&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/1600/2%20Auction%209%2022nd%20Of.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/200/2%20Auction%209%2022nd%20Of.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;powers that be at eBay are messing with me this morning, as random error messages continue to pop up at various times during my posting efforts. I may try to sneak it by them one more time. Otherwise, it will have to wait for another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's piece is called "Life of Passion", and I'm certainly feeling passionately about eBay at the moment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20198456-114060985016327447?l=jeanskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/114060985016327447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20198456&amp;postID=114060985016327447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/114060985016327447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/114060985016327447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/2006/02/lamenting-technology.html' title='Lamenting Technology'/><author><name>Jean Skipper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11166547400531514364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/SL6XEiOu5gI/AAAAAAAAAQA/sS6LOtRMxNU/S220/Me+sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20198456.post-114043808351764791</id><published>2006-02-20T04:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T04:21:23.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Word-of-the-Day is, "Yes".</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/1600/2%20Auction%207%2020th%20Yes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/200/2%20Auction%207%2020th%20Yes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;I just finished making and listing my Art-Card-of-the-Day, and the Word-of-the-Day is, "Yes". I'm having a ball with this challenge. Each card begins with a randomly selected vintage flash card. I don't know what the word of the day will be until I select it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I wait for my inspiration. Sometimes the word itself is the main subject of my piece. At other times the word may play a supporting role. In either case, it leads me through a series of seemingly random thoughts that end up being relevant to my own place in life. It's my hope that these miniature works will touch others as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Card #1 sold on eBay last night, Woo Hoo! Yes, I'm a working artist; but I hope that I'll never get used to the thrill of selling a piece. I love the thought that something I've created holds a special place in someone else's heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's President's Day, and my son is home from school. We'll be spending the day doing who knows what; but I can be sure that it will be an adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20198456-114043808351764791?l=jeanskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/114043808351764791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20198456&amp;postID=114043808351764791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/114043808351764791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/114043808351764791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/2006/02/word-of-day-is-yes.html' title='The Word-of-the-Day is, &quot;Yes&quot;.'/><author><name>Jean Skipper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11166547400531514364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/SL6XEiOu5gI/AAAAAAAAAQA/sS6LOtRMxNU/S220/Me+sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20198456.post-114037575795859994</id><published>2006-02-19T10:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T11:07:19.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday is a very good day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;I love Sundays. It's mid-afternoon. My husband has been in a training class since 8 am, and it's me, the cats, and the dog here by ourselves. It's sunny and cold outside; it's warm and bright inside; and I've been arting my day away in my pjs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/1600/2%20Auction%20See.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/200/2%20Auction%20See.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;We have three cats. Cody, the man of the house, is long-haired and orange; Sissie, his sister, is a petite grey long-hair with beautiful funky markings; and Gracie, is a white short-hair with brown, black and orange artfully arranged splotches all over her. All three came from challenging circumstances, and they seem quite happy to have adopted us a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;s their family. Jesus is still hanging around periodically; although we haven't seen him today. He's a short-haired orange boy who looks surprisingly like Cody. I believe that he's been making time with several of us in the neighborhood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;I just finished creating and listing today's art card from my thirty day challenge. It's called, "See", and you can see it here and on eBay. Yesterday's card is pictured in both places as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/1600/2%20Auction%20Can.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/200/2%20Auction%20Can.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;This Sunday has been a very good day for me. I hope that yours has been equally uneventful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20198456-114037575795859994?l=jeanskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/114037575795859994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20198456&amp;postID=114037575795859994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/114037575795859994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/114037575795859994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/2006/02/sunday-is-very-good-day.html' title='Sunday is a very good day.'/><author><name>Jean Skipper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11166547400531514364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/SL6XEiOu5gI/AAAAAAAAAQA/sS6LOtRMxNU/S220/Me+sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20198456.post-114019003645990829</id><published>2006-02-17T07:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T03:34:07.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Busy Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;It's Friday! When I was a kid, this day held such special significance. Lately, it's become just another day. I think I need to work on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/1600/2%20Auction%20Old%20Soul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/200/2%20Auction%20Old%20Soul.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;I've just posted art card #4 on eBay. It's called, "Old Soul". My niece is an old soul. I knew it in my heart the first time that I looked into her eyes. At the time, I'd never even heard the term before. When I created this card, I was thinking of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize that four days may not seem like much; but I'm enjoying the consistency of the habit that I'm developing. Tonight I'll be taking the second of three classes in the business of art. The first was wonderful, and I'm looking forward to another. Last week helped to point out some areas of my business practices that need improvement, while also reinforcing that I'm right on track in other areas. All in all, I left the class feeling pleased with my progress and optimistic about my future. It's a good place to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20198456-114019003645990829?l=jeanskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/114019003645990829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20198456&amp;postID=114019003645990829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/114019003645990829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/114019003645990829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/2006/02/another-busy-day.html' title='Another Busy Day'/><author><name>Jean Skipper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11166547400531514364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/SL6XEiOu5gI/AAAAAAAAAQA/sS6LOtRMxNU/S220/Me+sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20198456.post-114010162157189745</id><published>2006-02-16T06:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T06:53:41.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Under the Surface</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/1600/2%20Auction%20Under.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/320/2%20Auction%20Under.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;"Under the Surface" is the title of my latest miniature piece (number three in a thirty day series). For me it represents all of the dreams that linger just out of site; but within our reach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often the difference between those who succeed and those don't is the simple act of saying, "I will." instead of "I wish." I love to observe, and at times I analyze things to death. In the past this has left me on the sidelines thinking of all the things that I would do or could do if only...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the first forty years of my life, I often found myself observing my dreams. In the next forty years, I plan to be an active participant in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20198456-114010162157189745?l=jeanskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/114010162157189745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20198456&amp;postID=114010162157189745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/114010162157189745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/114010162157189745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/2006/02/under-surface.html' title='Under the Surface'/><author><name>Jean Skipper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11166547400531514364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/SL6XEiOu5gI/AAAAAAAAAQA/sS6LOtRMxNU/S220/Me+sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20198456.post-114001559939130208</id><published>2006-02-15T06:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T07:02:16.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Two of the Challenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/1600/2%20Auction%20Journey%20and%20Believe%20Front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/320/2%20Auction%20Journey%20and%20Believe%20Front.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Well, it's only 10:00 am on the second day of my challenge, and I've already created my original artist's trading card, and it's listed on eBay. Woo hoo! I'm off to a good start, and I hope that you enjoy this offering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a "business of art" day for me, so I'm off and running. Check back again tomorrow for day three of the challenge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20198456-114001559939130208?l=jeanskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/114001559939130208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20198456&amp;postID=114001559939130208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/114001559939130208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/114001559939130208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/2006/02/day-two-of-challenge.html' title='Day Two of the Challenge'/><author><name>Jean Skipper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11166547400531514364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/SL6XEiOu5gI/AAAAAAAAAQA/sS6LOtRMxNU/S220/Me+sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20198456.post-113997932997140351</id><published>2006-02-14T20:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T21:02:23.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'>30 Day Challenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/1600/2%20Auction%20Saw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/320/2%20Auction%20Saw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;I've been creating like a madwoman today, and it feels wonderful. Lately I've been getting lost in the business of art, which leaves little time and energy for the artistic process. I'm aware that I need to achieve a balance between the two, because the last thing that I want is to have my passion become just another thing that barely fits on my to-do list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To that end, I will be challenging myself for the next thirty days to create a one-of-a-kind original art card each day. I'll also be posting each day's card here and on eBay as I create it. This art card challenge should provide a manageable daily commitment to my creativity while sparking my inspiration for other larger pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/1600/2%20Auction%20Saw%20Back.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/200/2%20Auction%20Saw%20Back.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;I considered a longer challenge....."Maybe a year?"; but I need to be realistic. Baby steps are good. Who knows what the next month and future challenges will bring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned, and check back often for exciting creative developments...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20198456-113997932997140351?l=jeanskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/113997932997140351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20198456&amp;postID=113997932997140351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/113997932997140351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/113997932997140351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/2006/02/30-day-challenge.html' title='30 Day Challenge'/><author><name>Jean Skipper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11166547400531514364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/SL6XEiOu5gI/AAAAAAAAAQA/sS6LOtRMxNU/S220/Me+sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20198456.post-113984243618328228</id><published>2006-02-13T06:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T21:03:41.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Well...here I go again. It's been over a month since I committed to blogging regularly. I did create a blog entry in late January; but somehow I managed to erase it before posting. (oops.) It is with the best of intentions that I will start again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time seems to have gotten away from me. It's such a cliche; but I really don't know where the time goes. I can remember hearing adults utter this same sentiment when I was a child; but the older I get the more true it becomes. I notice it even more when I watch the children in my life. They really do seem to grow right before my eyes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/1600/a%20blog%20086.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/320/a%20blog%20086.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;The amount of stuff that I try to do in my limited time seems to grow as well. It can be overwhelming. I seem to have so much to do, and so little time in which to do it. If I focus too long on what remains to be done, it can be completely overwhelming; but somehow, if I manage to focus instead on all that I've accomplished, I'm impressed with my own progress. Balance is the secret. I need to stay focused on the task that's immediately at hand; be proud of all that I've accomplished; and be aware of all that still needs to be done. I'll have to work on it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For today that means housework, finances, preparation for a training session that I'm conducting later today, a thirty minute walk, and setup for a day of creativity tomorrow. I think I can....I think I can...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20198456-113984243618328228?l=jeanskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/113984243618328228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20198456&amp;postID=113984243618328228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/113984243618328228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/113984243618328228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/2006/02/time.html' title='Time...'/><author><name>Jean Skipper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11166547400531514364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/SL6XEiOu5gI/AAAAAAAAAQA/sS6LOtRMxNU/S220/Me+sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20198456.post-113622517725341763</id><published>2006-01-02T09:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T21:04:10.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Happy New Year! I love new beginnings; but resolutions are a whole different matter. They always seem larger-than-life and unattainable to me. Instead of resolutions this year, I'm issuing two month-long challenges to myself. They are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;For the next thirty days, I will walk for thirty minutes each day. (No races. No marathons. Just thirty minutes of walking.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;For the next thirty days, I will create one new bracelet every day. These will make their debut in my eBay store daily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;I love a challenge, and I firmly believe that I can do anything for thirty days if I take it one day at a time. I want to gain control of my life this year, and these two little challenges will help to make good health and creativity a part of my daily routine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;This is just the beginning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20198456-113622517725341763?l=jeanskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/113622517725341763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20198456&amp;postID=113622517725341763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/113622517725341763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/113622517725341763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Jean Skipper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11166547400531514364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/SL6XEiOu5gI/AAAAAAAAAQA/sS6LOtRMxNU/S220/Me+sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20198456.post-113568006285481535</id><published>2005-12-27T02:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T02:42:17.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving for Pennsylvania</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Within the hour, I'll be leaving for my Christmas visit with family and friends in Pennsylvania. This means dragging out the winter coat, gloves, hat, etc... that I use much less frequently here in North Carolina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm always so optimistic when I pack. I load up on creative supplies while planning to use a portion of my down time to act on the inspirations that have been dancing around my mind. Inevitably, most of the supplies remain unused. I love just spending time with the people I love. On these visits, everything else seems to take a backseat to just being there. I wouldn't have it any other way; but still I pack...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20198456-113568006285481535?l=jeanskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/113568006285481535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20198456&amp;postID=113568006285481535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/113568006285481535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/113568006285481535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/2005/12/leaving-for-pennsylvania.html' title='Leaving for Pennsylvania'/><author><name>Jean Skipper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11166547400531514364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/SL6XEiOu5gI/AAAAAAAAAQA/sS6LOtRMxNU/S220/Me+sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20198456.post-113561978238844249</id><published>2005-12-26T08:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T09:56:22.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Started</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/1600/Dad%20Soldier%20Pendant%20d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/320/Dad%20Soldier%20Pendant%20d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Hello. I've been meaning to start a blog for quite some time, and today is the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is Jean Skipper. I'm a recently-turned-forty-year-old working artist who left the nine to five world to pursue my dream in November. So far so good. The decision to take the leap took years for me to make; but the actual act of making it was quite spontaneous. Since I have, I've been developing my plan along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been working on a line of mixed media photo collages called "Soul Stories". After completing a collage in miniature form, I secure it between glass pieces and finish the piece with sterling silver and silver solder. It can then be used as a charm, ornament, or other decoration. The possibilities are amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the moment I learned this technique, I was in love with it. I'm a mixed media artist, and many things interest me at the same time. These pieces combine my favorites...family, friends, photography, writing, inspiration, collage, painting, and jewelrymaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I love most is that this process has allowed me to touch the lives of others. I was busy throughout the month of December with commissioned pieces. I've helped others to capture their stories about beloved family members, friends, pets, and places. My creations honor memories. They often tell a story themselves; but they're also conversation starters. They initiate explanations, and they keep people talking. They help to keep their stories alive. It's a privilege to share the sacred stories of another's life through my artwork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;The photo above is of the first piece that I completed. The man in it is my Dad. He passed away on March 30th, 2005. He was honest, proud, hardworking, loving, and funny. Since the time of his death, I've had a copy of this photo on my desk. In it he's a seventeen year old soldier in World War II. Like many others of his generation, he voluntarily &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;enlisted in the army as so&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/1600/kessler%20ww11.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;on as he was able. The heart is from a copy of a post card that was sent to his father by his uncle while serving during World War I. The signature is from my father's soldier record in 1943. The back of the piece holds photos of his father and mother as well as the word "Love" in his mother's handwriting. It hangs on a chocolate brown silk cord, and is embellished with a worn ring that's inscribed with the words, "Forget Me Not" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/1600/christmas%20pittsburgh%20060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 122px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px" height="144" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2350/2019/320/christmas%20pittsburgh%20060.jpg" width="85" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;The piece is deeply personal for me. I made it at a time when I was really missing my father. I'm very proud of it, and it will always be one of my favorites. I think that he would have liked it; although I suspect that the attention would have embarrassed him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Well, this officially concludes my first post. Please stay tuned as my own Soul Story develops. Check back often. My life and my artwork may be crazy, sentimental, and funny; but they're never boring. It's my hope that my blog will be the same. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20198456-113561978238844249?l=jeanskipper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/feeds/113561978238844249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20198456&amp;postID=113561978238844249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/113561978238844249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20198456/posts/default/113561978238844249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeanskipper.blogspot.com/2005/12/getting-started.html' title='Getting Started'/><author><name>Jean Skipper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11166547400531514364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtQpzbBnx0U/SL6XEiOu5gI/AAAAAAAAAQA/sS6LOtRMxNU/S220/Me+sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
