Saturday, August 30, 2008

WWAO September Showcase

The WWAO ---Worldwide Women Artists Online is ready as of September 1, 2008... Many fine artists may be seen and originals may also be purchased from these fine artists from around the world...The link is:

I hope you will enjoy these works of art.. I believe you may leave comments, I know in the past the hostess allows comments...

Friday, August 22, 2008

Did I say Auction???? How about a fire sale!!!

Well here I sit trying to figure out what happened and why... Approximately 10:00 I decided to take a quick peanut butter sandwich break from all the sorting and cleaning for the items that are to be in the auction. After eating the sandwich I felt the need to speak to my son in Michigan.... I couldn't reach him and found out today that my first great grand son had been hit exremely hard in the head with a base ball bat... I had tried to reach a couple of other people as well and then started out the back door to continue on with my sorting of the tools. I had picked up the phone to see what time the auction people were to arrive and as I looked at the garage I seen what looked like a pillar of fire from the floor to the roof of my wood working shop. As I ran toward the garage dialing 911, I was headed for the water hose at the garage door, when the fire seemed to disburse in all directions at once.... I changed my progress direction and as I was giving my information to 911 operator I broke into a full run to the fire station next door... The phone had a funny sound and I couldn't hear the operator any more... I found out later that the phone line in the garage had been burned and my phone was left in an open state...The firemen were out on another call and headed back in as I heard paint cans exploding.. Two paramedics were headed out to my place and backed up to get out of the way and get the rest of the information and let 911 know I was O.K....
Two and a half hours later all I could see was a complete disaster staring at me from my garage.... Everything lay blackened and in gobs of melted masses of plastic and chared wood.. The tears flowing down my cheeks were hot as the raging infurno had been earlier... My hopes and dreams were lying in rubble...
This was on Wednesday, by Thurseday I was going through the motions in a dazed state trying to contact the right people and figure out what to do next... The phone company took a whole day to get out there and get my phone working... Then the sissy man was afraid to go under the house for fear he might run into a cobweb.. I told him there was more of a chance to get cobwebs in the main house than under it.. Now a snake would have been my fear.. The fire chief came and took pictures and went through the whole mess and it indeed was the fan.. For some reason which we can't figure out, the cord over heated and caused this horrible disaster...
This morning crews arrived and everything started to fall in place.. By this evening I had a much more possitive out look and many of the tools were still intact... Plus two chaplains and a grief counselor had talked with me, the insurance company arrived and the auction will go on.. Minus many tools but with many that were under the clutter of the burnt building..
I shall continue forward, maybe at a large loss but I will survive for I could have been in the building when things started to explode.. I have my life and I will live..I also hope my dream for my art gallery will also live...

Sunday, August 17, 2008

About Auctions in response to comment!!

I have been asked to expand on my auction. Here goes.
I found myself in a position where there were funeral and headstone to pay along with many bills from doctors and hospitals. As I sat in my Doctors office the words of my late husband kept running through my brain. No we better save this or no you will need these things later on.
I went home and got out the phone book and carefully assessed the different auction and antique dealers in my area. I made the call and left my name and phone number. Shortly my call was answered and an appointment was made to come assess what my position and theirs and would we be able to work my situation out. We agreed and started going through many antiques that I would be willing to part with. Things moved slow and a lot of red tape had to be cut. Then one morning I awakened very early and as I sat sipping my coffee a plan formed. I knew I wanted my art gallery and the garage was the only logical space. That was filled to the rim with tools of every shape and size imaginable. I called early and spoke to the antique dealer and asked what would happen if we tried to have the auction right here rather than carry them all over the state to different auctions. They had been speaking of the same idea that morning as well.
They went ahead and in about two weeks we had permission from the county to have the auction here.
Now the fun part, we will start Monday sorting and preparing tables in the garage and all other aspects of the auction are in place. They are handling every thing: signs, advertising, auctioneer, permits and parking. This will be at a cost of 25% goes to them and 75% goes to me. I do know that many places charge as high as 35% for doing an auction.
The hard part is the memories, you will have to put them safely away in your heart.


I received word that the county has OK'ed the auction and is to be held here on September 13, 2008. I will be so busy now and will be praying for a great turn out. This will hopefully help will the art gallery, which is my dream, to become a reality.
I have butterflies with lead booties doing a dance in my tummy.
Anyone that happens to be in north east North Carolina that day, please bring money, LOL
If you are wondering Why I have chosen this picture, it is very simple explanation. That is the highest peak for hurricane season here on the Outer Banks of NC. This is my photograph of "Calm Before the Storm" which I took before a hurricane came in later that day.

Friday, August 8, 2008

Morning at beach

Went to the beach today, first time in five years. After wading for some time, trying to keep clothes dry, I made the mistake of turning my back to the ocean. Sure enough a rather large wave slipped up behind me and knocked me on my back, then in an attempt to right myself, I was hit again and went head long into the foaming water and sand. By this time my friend laughing and saying she wished she had a camera.
I had a few things on my mind to clear, and I do believe I accomplished that with one quick wave. Did it help? Yes, but the pain will always be with me. Of course there is nothing like a free pedicure compliments of mother nature to make a lady feel better.