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Artwork of beautiful goddess women, my life is art and art is life to me

... so I hope that all of my lenses reflect that in some way. Honestly I guess it would be difficult to miss that. Everything that I look at or think of is most often in regards to art. When I wrote the poem below I decided that the best way to enhance it was to make a lens based on it.

This is the poem that inspired me to create this lens:

"A Legend of Pegasus In a Field of Flowers"

Legend of a Pegasus
I adore you.
I lie down among the flowers
I feel the journey
the flight I longed for.

I imagine them clearly.
I see my pegasus fly
mane and tail
flowing past the night
meeting with the dragon
doing my bid
my battle.

Landscapes
still life portraits
commission me.
I paint the sky and rest there.
I am a token of the breath of flowers.
I speak for them
call upon the moonlight
to reassure my pathway.
My flowers call me in the dark
I rest with one eye open.

Ahh dragon
know my wonderful legend
a history with lessons
a pegasus, a unicorn
a traveler of light.
Do not blend the colors
I want to see them clearly
hold up all your ornaments
I will adore them
they are your jewels
of your well traveled history.
I want to breathe it forever.

I feel me floating
flowers everywhere
like stars in the night
I hear them singing
on the landscape I painted.
I was commissioned by the sun.
Petals of white and pink
I rest my head there
feel the warmth.
In the distance I hear waterfalls
my unicorn drinks in tomorrows adventure.

I wait in longing for the other side
a dream known fully.
I will arrive there surely
as my brush hears my intentions.
I stroke my own sadness
plant a forget- me- not
in the air.
A well kept dragon indeed
softened by baby roses and babies breath
or was it one single orchid?

by Kathy Ostman-Magnusen
16 March 2007

I send you rainbows and "Orchids"


"Orchids" 40x30 oil on canvas

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Oh the blessings to be had by lovingly seeing the art of old.

Open the doors to critical thinking + creative writing + active reading. Make it rain despite what your inner doubts try to say to you. Turn off those sounds.

Are Leonardo da Vinci paintings in your future?

Or maybe, pictures of kittens cats, fine art whimsical angel commissions, grim reaper artwork? Paint or draw what inspires right?

SMILE.

Oh! Make it rain.

'How to' though is always knocking at the door and peeking in on me to see if I am trying or if I am merely getting by and spending my time just wishing.

Understand your own talent evolves from the practice of what you feel in your longings.

You have it, if you feel it, but it does not know light unless you cradle it often.

Honor your own existence and personal beliefs by forming something that did not exist before. Know that you did the best you could in developing it. What an amazing gift that is possible for anyone who chooses to try.

It's in the practice because of your wanting.

Make it rain.

There may be short cuts, yes I suppose there are, but to create great art, the effort needs to be made continually with constant flow and input into ones own talent.

I always say that "Talent is desire and the rest is practice".

Make it rain.

I say this to myself. I say it every time I know I am being lazy and not putting in the effort to actually fulfill the plans in my head. It takes devotion to accomplish anything at all. It is funny that people often think that art is something one is born with and because of that it explodes or not. It is elusive yet it must be encouraged to become something tangible. It must be charmed and romanced. It also must be held accountable and know consequences, or else we fool ourselves into thinking something is good, when really, it may not be.

Nothing comes for free unencumbered by effort.

I have always felt that it is essential for artists to boost one another, especially during those dry days when imagination feels slight. Those times when the artist sits alone and tries to do what he/she did the last time something turned out really great, to surprise even the artist. We ask, "How did I do that?" The answer is a nebulous trance and yet deep down to create more of the same, it is the practice that pre-seeded it. Those dry days are lived less and less, the more and more effort is spent on defining dreams with concrete endeavors.

Leonardo da Vinci paintings, pict

"Fantasy Art and a Goddess of Art's Creative Dream"

Fantasy art
mingles with the colors
my palette, my inspiration
my tune, a fairies dream.
Cold and grey
bold and red
midnight meets a sky of lavender
if I choose to paint it so.

I close my eyes and breathe it in.
I am a fantasy artist
I plot and measure my songs.
I seek out inspiration.

I lie on the cool grass
the sky is my blanket
the moon is my compass.
Sometimes it leads me home
sometimes it takes me afar
I land in forests
or un-traveled seas.

I spy a bird in the air
and I become one.
I dream of magic
cloak my breath with requests.
Let me spin around and dance
lift my cares from this earth
plant orchids near my pathway
and line the trail with golden ribbons.

If there is a goddess in me
I will save her from the dragon
or perhaps I will become one.
I am the mystery in my own story.
I am the tailor of my own myth.
I approach the door anyway I please.

Fantasies live in the art of dreaming.
I write it all down
plot out tomorrow what was yesterday
and paint a desert knowing a waterfall.
I draw the surface of pretend
color it with crayons
and put it in an envelope.
I will open my secret in the afternoon
pour tea and eat chocolate and cookies.

I stand at the oceans roar
it tells me to continue dreaming.
I aspire to be the captain of a ship
that sets out to sail toward the Milky Way.
and I hear a spellbinding call,
"Look out to the beyond dear ones
the horizon is just within your grasp."
I turn to see a mermaid
blushing
as she treasures the illusion
for the message she sang to me.

I am a little girl today
a goddess and woman too.
I do as I please
the sensations are mine
and I alone define them.
Fantasy art
a legend I describe on canvas
or sculpt with clay between my fingers
it is mine.

by Kathy Ostman-Magnusen
16 March 2007

ABOUT Kathy Ostman-Magnusen

I paint and sculpt female fantasy art and map faery tale adventures. I dream of beautiful women on canvas and art of exotic women.

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Today... is very special because you are alive. Today you can go out and smell the flowers. If it is too cold where you are then you need to buy some.

Fairies become more real and a pegasus or unicorn will fly when your heart is opened by the sweetness of flowers.

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Take time out for yourself... have some tea or coffee.

or...

Make some cookies! HEY! That's an idea huh?

Kathy's Chocolate Chip Cookies

Cream together:
1 cup 'real' butter (not margarine!)
1 1/2 cup sugar
1 1/2 Tbl. black strap molasses
1 tsp. salt
add and blend two eggs
don't overdo this part or your cookies will turn out weird.

sift together then fold into sugar mixture:
2 1/2 cups flour, 1 tsp. baking soda

add and mix to above mixture:
1 cup coconut
3/4 cup old fashioned oatmeal
2 full cups chocolate chips

Bake at 325 degrees for about 12 minutes. Use only an old junkie cookie sheet... not one of the new ones, they tend to make these cookies cake. Take the cookies out 'just a hair BEFORE they are done'. Let them finish up after they come out of the oven.

Ummm so yummy to the tummy!

Kathy Ostman-Magnusen
"The Lei Giver" 24x48 oil on canvas

"My Muse, My Captain, My Elusive Mentor"

I consider you to be my prison
as if every breath wore a bell
tied to a circumstance
never to be forgotten.

I sit in a garden
under my umbrella
creating music from the rain.
I hear your whispered greetings
soft but clear.
My mind traveled spaces
to interrupt you.
How do I find my place?
How do I continue on?

I handed you a petal
white with lavender edges
I am so very far away from holy.
I am not the unicorn nor pegasus
that I described in all my musings.
I stumbled on all the stars
they are not mine
and yet
I miss them so
and listen for their breathing.

At midnight I am still awake.
I hear you.
I take in all your sacrificial offerings
sift out my own impurities
feel the sadness
of not realizing them before
not wrapping up hope
and protecting it there
amidst the shadows.

In many ways I do not love you.
You must not be surprised
it comes from years of self
seeing ones own image
studying it
defining it
hoping for the best
waking up disappointed.

Legends
I feel them.
You simply do not fit.
You insist on being unique.
I follow
and find my own circumference
intrigued
yet never measuring up.

There you are
in the rain
not sharing my shelter
I guess you do not need it like I do.

by Kathy Ostman-Magnusen
18 March 2007

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Magic happens
stars blink and moonbeams laugh out loud.
May creativity bloom like orchids
and laughter from fairies be your guiding song.
I will cradle every story
comfort sad endings
hope for the best
and meet your potential with a warm smiles.
My forest fairy
mermaid lore
I treasure the fable
the mystery of your treasure.
I count the days
I measure the glow
I know your glances will restore me.
I take a tiny drop of water
let it touch a blossoms stamen
watch it move down to the center
of its connected flower.
One single moment
taken out from the day
to do something so small
insignificant to some I guess.
'Tis often to me as well.
Yet today
at this moment
I see the simple and cherish its visions.
Legends of mermaids
had at times moved past me
I had forgotten to notice
their far away singing.
Tiny yes
it seems I walked right past them.
I did not hear their somber acceptance
that they had been forewarned
by old habits of mine
stumbling in the grass.
Their tears I would not recognize
their heros had disappeared.
My forest fairy
my mermaids song
sweet breath from your story
shape my footsteps
as the leaf drops from its flowers petals.
Oh laughter
between the tears
I thought I heard you calling.
Poor pitiful glow
stars that shine at night
I had not noticed your glowing
as much at this song now allows.
I had not noticed your importance
to this jealousy of hope.
I tried to glean your energy
I tried to harness your home.
But the sky felt like it was falling
so I could not reach for its hopeful
yet fading, to me, inner tune.
There was a box outside the moon.
Alas I step out of my circle
tie ribbons on its rhythm
and coax my gentle whimsical angels home.
I sing this song to me
I pick its magnificent orchid
and ride the winds song
gently, safely home.

Kathy Ostman-Magnusen

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Kathy

"Orange Star Bromelaid"
Kathy Ostman-Magnusen
18x24 oil on canvas, completed 3/07
$300. plus shipping

Description: Guzmania Lingulata, Bromelaid w/ apple green leaves, orange
florescence rosettes.

I have many series of work... some tame some full of passion and wild colors and stroke of the brush. I do this to fit different moods of my own and to appeal to different audiences. i may paint subjects like flowers, women, fairies. I paint tight and well defined work and impressionistic work. I do the same with my sculptures, silk painting, glass etching, etc. Creativity is not something that should ever be put into a box with a label that says .. do not change, right? Right.

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"Honor"
Kathy Ostman-Magnusen
48x36x2 gallery wrap, oil on canvas, completed 3/07
$1300. plus shipping

Note: This painting is called "Honor" because the woman feels that pathway of Pele, the goddess of the Volcano Kilauea. The volcano erupted and as the lava traveled it attached itself to trees... thus the huge rock that my model does "Honor".

Aloha

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Ohh that would just be wonderful. Smile

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TODAY is

LIFE TAKE ONE!

Wow!

Accept the blessings that are there for you,

Aloha!


"The Frog" 24x20 oil on canvas
by Kathy Ostman-Magnusen

"Art Deco Art Stencils and Pencil Drawings of Dragons"

Art deco
art stencils
I paste my heart on the Milky Way.
I will steady the ladder
hold it safely
for you
my pegasus
to see the view.

I take away smiles from all the dragons.
Pencil drawings
dragons made to know my conquering ways.
I am the master of my own shadow.

Fantasy art
warrior women
they meet me at the gate.
I laugh and leave them candy
lest they melt away.

Art deco
art stencils
how do I paste fantasy fairies
securely on the moon?
I melted my dragon
erased his confidence
right when I needed him most!

Back to the drawing table
I suppose
dragons can be drawn again
smiles reassured.
Drawing fire from his breath
fantasy art
warrior women conquer all.

I do not resent my dragon
I draw him freely
and yet
I make sure he understands my power.
I am a warrior
I hold my own pen
I draw when and whatever pleases me.

I take my pencil
draw a dragon, a fairy, a ghost of me.
I pick up all the stencils
art deco I have planned
I remind myself of my own worth.
I do not need to fit in an envelope
I would not travel well anyway.

I take my glass
fill it to the brim with dreams
toast the shadow of a dragons past
no matter the flames
or drama he screams out.
I am a warrior
a woman of fantasy
it rests very safely in my heart.

Ahh it all does please me so
my stencils on the moon.
I sit atop it now
reviewing all my former postings
still silent
yet smiling
as a ship sets sail
being led by a dragon
on the Milky Way.

21 March 2007
by Kathy Ostman-Magnusen


"Silk ll" 40x30 oil on canvas
by Kathy Ostman-Magnusen

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Great Goddess, Celtic Goddess, Mermaid, Nature Goddess, Herb Goddess, faeries, fairies, mermaids, sorceress.. the list goes on.

Mystical fairies give advice on life's stumbling blocks
promise nothing
except to tell you what is logical.

Map faery tale adventures
tiny angels will light your way.

Take it all with a grain of salt
sprinkle it with fairy dust.

I take a notebook with me everywhere I go now, just like Leonardo. It sure has made a difference. I used to fear I would not be able to come up with fresh ideas. Now, with this notebook by my side I can't seem to shut them off. I almost feel kind of coo coo at times to be honest.


I covered my ears
spent the rest of the day silent
sifting through memories
and burning old letters.
I chasten the tag a longs
those things that haunt
they crowd out my mentors

The meanings seem translucent now
Do not waste those lessons
note them well
post them on the refrigerator
with a magnet made of ice.

I fell into this holy space
resting in my Lily's calm.
I wonder if she knew it.
Maybe
in time.
I have learned a lot
and am still searching.
Lily is me
and I am Lily
and everyone else.

The struggle was not in the forgiving
not on Lily's part
the struggle was in accepting forgiveness
and counting herself worthy of such a gift
of being made to feel whole again.
Being able to say those words
"I love you"
how could she dare?
How could I?
I am Lily and she is me.
She simply was not worthy
not to her
and it was assumed by her
not to anyone else.
No she would not say them
those words I love you
not for a very long time.
She could not see that flower
and I was not allowed in the garden.

Knowing every single day
that Lily would be here
her loyalties needed to be well spent.

Resting in my Lily's arms
I am Lily and she is me.

Want to make fairies and mermaids more real in your life?

Dragons and demons, goddess women, dear little pixies fairies, elves colouring pictures, elves in folklore and myths, yes oft times sweet mythical fairies fill a watercolor sketchbook that is mine to create.. and I do, I create my visions and dreams, legends that are mine to know whatever I want them.

Legends of mermaids, fantasy fairies, Santa and the Easter Bunny...
Magic is yours to know, close your eyes and remember when you KNEW for a fact they existed.

Want to make fairies and mermaids more real in your life?

Legends of mermaids and other delights are right there within your grasp. Its true, just believe fairies and mermaids exist and you will indeed hear their darling little laughter.

You remember the tooth fairy don't you? Didn't you imagine the most glorious gown on her? I did.

Never lose that magic.


I have a Squidoo lens about How 'I' get to that creative, artistic space.

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I open my basket and what do I find there? Creativity because of the desire to know it. .

Fantasy is as real as you decide it can be. I try to write a lot about my visions... of what is in my heart and things of beauty that inspire me. How 'I' get to that creative, artistic space.

I truly believe that we can rescue our own selves from a host of sadness by tapping into that creative space. Tiny angels light our pathway. Stars shine and we are blessed by knowing we are alive.

Such a gift.

LIFE! LIFE TAKE ONE

The goal it to make this life experience one of magic.. to know and fully embrace that space that we dream of and attain the vision that is meant to be ours.

Make it an elegant journey. Why settle for less?

Connect with the beauty that is yours and has always been there for you. Why not hold out for magic? It has always been yours to know. I tell that to myself....

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"The Frog"
24x20 oil on canvas
by Kathy Ostman-Magnusen