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Rita Jackson Sculptor: July 2011
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This blog depicts an artist's life. It shares the stories of sculptor Rita Jackson in her studio on Taft St. Thursday, July 28, 2011. I am purging. I am shedding. I am getting rid of stuff that has followed me around for many many years. I have my stuff, my kid's stuff and some of my parent's too. It's normal for a woman my age. My kids are helping and their more modern attitude of shredding and pitching is an obvious result of one fact: their. Parents did NOT grow up during the depression. Mine did.
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Rita Jackson Sculptor: March 2012
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This blog depicts an artist's life. It shares the stories of sculptor Rita Jackson in her studio on Taft St. Friday, March 2, 2012. Thursday, March 1, 2012. Ahh, we have a day. How are we going to spend it? Hmmn, just what kind of mischief can we get into. We decided start it off right and go to one of our favorite places, Bass Pro Shop and look at the animals and watch the fish. And would it step on him? Or lick him on the head like his puppies do with some really huge slurp? He took mommy and one of hi...
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Rita Jackson Sculptor: Morning and Spring is in the Air
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This blog depicts an artist's life. It shares the stories of sculptor Rita Jackson in her studio on Taft St. Monday, March 11, 2013. Morning and Spring is in the Air. It's morning on Taft Street. I start my day in this sunny kitchen and prepare myself for sculpting. I do my morning marketing and drink that important cup of coffee. Then it's off to the studio to work in the clay. It has been years since I had cultivated ones. Can't wait. Mornings in a cottage. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). I am a ce...
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Rita Jackson Sculptor: Taft and Washington
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This blog depicts an artist's life. It shares the stories of sculptor Rita Jackson in her studio on Taft St. Thursday, July 11, 2013. When I told the father about it, he said that he has a fox that comes at 4 am every morning too. My animals have found me I thought. A few days ago a nice young man was walking down the street with his very blond and curly little girl I asked how old she was and he replied in the thick Irish brogue I remember from Catholic school as a girl! View my complete profile.
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Rita Jackson Sculptor: January 2011
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This blog depicts an artist's life. It shares the stories of sculptor Rita Jackson in her studio on Taft St. Monday, January 24, 2011. Winter at the Dunes. What a difference a few months make. My last post was written in the warm summer months. My good friend Gail and I were visiting my daughter and walking on the beach. Cold temperatures keep us in and cozy. We talked, we cooked and we tried to fix each other's knitting. (Now how did she do that stitch? I am going to be a GRANDMOTHER! Winter at the Dunes.
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Rita Jackson Sculptor: November 2011
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This blog depicts an artist's life. It shares the stories of sculptor Rita Jackson in her studio on Taft St. Saturday, November 5, 2011. End of the Day. I have been having so much fun getting my new collection ready for the holiday show season. I loved all of the new pieces.but today I was happy to learn that a lot of my clients lived them too! It's always fun to go to Shelbyville, IN and see my old friends! Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Click on the pic to visit my website! View my complete profile.
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Rita Jackson Sculptor: The Cottage on Taft Street
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This blog depicts an artist's life. It shares the stories of sculptor Rita Jackson in her studio on Taft St. Friday, March 8, 2013. The Cottage on Taft Street. But how does this old crabby basement become a studio? Thank you Kathryn for that lovely set of purple shelves. This is that same corner before hurricane Rita happened. And I mean this little sculptor, not the weather kind. (I am sure I did more damage.) After Christmas shelves were placed and jars of glaze found their homes. Scary, isn't it?
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Rita Jackson Sculptor: Wren's Nest
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This blog depicts an artist's life. It shares the stories of sculptor Rita Jackson in her studio on Taft St. Monday, March 18, 2013. Can you see the little nest in the wheel? Nesting season was over and the nest had been empty, but here was a sweet little remembrance of my old place and my little wren companion. Bits of sticks and that lovely moss that carpeted my woods were carefully patched into a nursery and a sweet memory. What a lovely going away present. Wren on a Pansy Nest. Thank you so much!
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Rita Jackson Sculptor: May 2012
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This blog depicts an artist's life. It shares the stories of sculptor Rita Jackson in her studio on Taft St. Thursday, May 31, 2012. It is kind of like playing with doll houses again, except you are playing with furniture and little things in dirt. That makes it even better! Here is a picture of my first fairy garden. I even made tiny little bunnies. He even has dirt on his tiny feet. He is making tiny garden tools and watering cans too. This is just too much fun! Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). So Now I Know.
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Rita Jackson Sculptor: January 2012
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This blog depicts an artist's life. It shares the stories of sculptor Rita Jackson in her studio on Taft St. Wednesday, January 11, 2012. I love living in the country. I grew up on a farm and have lived out from town almost all of my life. I love birds and animals, reptiles and amphibians. I love fish and even bugs. I feel like my animals here trust me and consider me part of the flock, pack, herd, warren, nest. But now, I am at war. Because mice are the enemy! What do all these lights mean? View my comp...
