Rebecca Rose Artist

The fall is my absolute favorite season (even if it doesn't really exist in Texas).  I especially love back to school and art supplies!

I recently posted an essay about Love versus Ego and the Pain Body.  I wanted to follow up with a list of references and suggested readings so it doesn't seem like I'm just inventing this stuff. References and Suggested Readings His Holiness the Dalai Lama.   An Open Heart: Practicing Compassion in Everyday Life .  U.S.A: Little, Brown and Company, 2001. Madea Goes to Jail .  Dir. Tyler Perry.  Lionsgate, 2009.  DVD.   Shimoff, Marci.   Love for No Reason: 7 Steps to Creating a Life of Unconditional Love .  New York, NY: Free Press, 2010. Tolle, Eckhart.  The Power of Now: A Guide to Spiritual Enlightenment .  Vancouver, B.C: Namaste Pub, 2004.  Tolle, Eckhart.  A New Earth: Awakening to Your Life's Purpose .  New York, NY: Dutton/Penguin Group, 2005.

8/26/18 Within each of us exists the capacity for love or hate.  In the analogy with the two dogs, whichever one you feed will grow strongest.  In other words, if you feed the hateful dog, it will grow strong.  If you feed the loving animal, then that one instead will thrive.  I believe that within each of us exists such a situation: the pain body and the love body. These bodies are separate from ourselves yet very much a part of us like our organs.  More accurately, they are part of the Ego which is a mental/emotional sense of self as a separate identity from other creatures or humans.  The Ego plays an important role in personality because it represents who "you" are.  When the Ego functions in a healthy way, it allows you to define boundaries, assert your desires and wishes and maintain high levels of self-esteem.  When it functions in an unhealthy way, the Ego drives a personality completely self-centered, defensive, cruel, manipulative a...

 Lately I have been preparing food and beverages with fresh herbs from my garden.  Very refreshing! Fried egg and toast with fresh basil.   Lemon balm verbena and lemons/cucumber water. Heirloom tomato, cucumber and broccoli salad with fresh basil. Peppermint leaves in mint green tea.

Beginnings of a knot project.  This particular method was a lot more difficult than I remembered from my childhood. The piece took a surprising turn once I started to add beads. After I added this red bead it just went haywire. I managed to salvage this bracelet by turning it into an earring.   Jewelry making in action.

These beads remind me of treasure. Dramatic earring. Spiral beaded braided bracelet, small size. Adorned bracelet, extra large size. Save the whales necklace. Simple beaded necklace. The collection so far.

 My first experience with a Kumihimo, a traditional Japanese loom (ironically made in China).  It took a little bit of practice to get the hang of it, but the result is an even, tight braid.  I added beads and a flower "gem" for more interest.  I finished the bracelet with these clasps.  The loom in action.

 This fall I plan to teach a jewelry-making class.  Here are a few rings created from origami paper. His and Hers Hearts Japanese Folk designs Paper folding made easy through YouTube Basic box rings and more advanced heart ring

 I forgot how much the entrance reminds me of a swimming pool.  I could not figure out what this thing was. Aboriginal artwork is amazing and challenging.  I just really like this blue one.  I would be happy to own it.   Some subversive cross-stitching for sale. Proof that Austin is still at least a little weird.

I recently visited this space on the UT Austin campus.  The Blanton really has come a long way since the days of squeezing into the art building. I wasn't exactly sure what to expect upon entering... my only real point of comparison being the Rothko chapel.  This structure (Austin) feels overly cheery where the Rothko is overly dreary.  The rainbow colors and perfect symmetry are just too obvious. Exterior of Austin by Elsworth Kelly  I was also disappointed by how crowded it was (although understandably it was a Saturday afternoon).  At the Rothko chapel, they basically insist that you shut up and meditate.  I guess was hoping for a more spiritual experience.   At first I tried to resist the urge to take any photographs, but found that I could not help myself.  The experience is so segmented, it only makes sense to try to frame each segment separately.  I did enjoy that part.  My friend ...