Tuesday, November 24, 2009

Romeo & Juliet

ok, this song . . .
"when you love somebody"
by the fruit bats~
i am listening to it over & over & over
as i paint this picture~
it is sooooooo freaking cute i can't stand it :)

"Baby, remember on the bus and my hand was on your knee?
When you love somebody it's hard to think about anything but to breathe.
Baby, I am the cub who was washed out in the flood,
When you love somebody but bite your tongue all you get is a mouthful of blood.
Here we go-
Baby, i am the cub who was washed out in the flood,
When you love somebody but bite your tongue all you get is a mouthful of blood.
When you love somebody its hard to think about anything but to breathe
When you love somebody but bite your tongue all you get is a mouthful of blood
When you love somebody its hard to figure out, hard to figure out
when you love somebody its hard to figure out, its hard to figure out
when you love somebody its hard to think about anything but to breathe."

too cute!
makes me smile
Romeo & Juliet,
sitting on the bus~
his hand on her knee . . . .

xo.
e.

p.s. this painting will also be at my art show this friday!

p.p.s. if you get tired of this song ~ go to the right . . .PAUSE the pink playlist & PLAY the purple one (that's my regular music :)
ENJOY!

Monday, November 23, 2009

before and after

remember this girl from last week???


look at her today!!!


she'll be at my art show this friday!

i LOVE her :)

xo.
e.

Sunday, November 22, 2009

why i do the things i do

. . .because,
whether i mean to or not,
whether i am conscious of it or not,
my actions are always setting a example.
my oldest daughter, Clara, had to write a paper for school. the topic was, "who inspires me". she wrote it by herself, and just got it back, and wanted to show me. it made me smile & made me cry. i am so overwhelmingly proud of my beautiful, strong, brave & sensitive kids! here is her paper:

"My Mom!"
by Clara Aubin

Have you ever seen a mom with purple hair? Probably not, unless you have see my fabulous mom! Think about it. How many moms have short, purple hair? She has other wonderful characteristics too. Like, did you know that she is an artist who absolutely loves anything old fashioned! Also her favorite colors are purple, blue, and black, and she adores dolphins. I can tell ~ANYTHING~ to my mom and she won't laugh or tell anyone!

My mom finished college & got married. She also had three kids and started her own home based business as an artist! Now she has started to become more famous with the help of her friends :) At the end of last year she quit smoking (yay mom). In her eighth grade french class she traveled to France for a week, I think that sounds wicked! French is my favorite subject & so is hers!

My mom says, "you have to be brave even though it may be hard". I think she is absolutely right! She believes in every human right and for everyone on this earth to live their own dreams, and to live in peace.

Later on in my life I would like to travel the world. I would especially like to visit Bali. I would also like to get married, live in France and become a Dental Hygienist. I would also like to go to university in Turkey & maybe get a degree in chemistry! I would also like to get a tini tiny chawawa!

Thank you mom for being the best mom you could be. Thank you for helping me when I need you and always being kind to me and everyone you see!

~~~
pretty freaking proud of my amazing daughter!
thank YOU, Clara, for being you.
i love you to the moon,
to the top of the tallest mountains,
to the bottom of the deepest ocean,
all through the puffy, fluffy clouds,
through the whirly-swirly wind,
and back to your heart!
xo.
mom
;)

Saturday, November 21, 2009

inspiration

'somehow,
being inspired
allows your thoughts
to remove any of the bonds
that can serve as excuses for
not doing
what you know
you're here
to accomplish.
'
-wayne dyer


what iNSPIRES YOU?
what are YOU here to accomplish?
tell me . . .

xo.
e.

Thursday, November 19, 2009

love.


This is love:
to fly toward a secret sky,
to cause a hundred veils to fall each moment.
First to let go of life.
Finally,
to take a step without feet.
-rumi

love.hugs.kisses.butt-smacks.&one.more.hug.
xo.
e.

seriously

let's not take ourselves too seriously,
shall we?

WATCH THIS!!!


peace&LOVE&hugs&KISSES
e.

Monday, November 16, 2009

look what i found in my inbox!

"Dear e, You are amazing.
Many do not understand; but you can rest assured ...
Your experience is no more than this:
A heroic soul born inhumanely sensitive,
desperately in need of true connection. To you ... a touch is a blow, a misfortune is a tragedy, a joy is an ecstasy, a friend is a lover, a daydream is a premonition, strictness is suffocation, and completion is death. Add to your brutally sensitive soul the overwhelming need to heal, create, and transform -- so that without the outpouring of honesty, the creating of music or poetry or something of meaning, your very breath is cut off ... You must create, must pour out your entire being in each and every encounter. By some strange, unknown, inward urgency you do not feel truly alive unless you are risking everything through your divine expression. Thank you for having the courage to create ... to transform ... to be ... in a way other souls don't. For without your courage and your light the world would grow listless and dull and the rest of us who are like you would not have your courageous acts to inspire our own. Rock on, Garret"


pretty freaking amazing ~
it's me, in a nutshell,
a pretty, painted, sparkly nutshell!
thanks Garrett :)

xo.
e.

Sunday, November 15, 2009

i LOVE my job :)


so, i have been busy, busy, busy!
getting ready for my big art show~
less than 2 weeks . . .
can you FEEL the butterflies?!?!?
they are ~swimming madly~ around here!
i have several paintings on the go~
this one, is 18'x24' on canvas.
background is ~drippy~ orange.
real maple leaves glued on . . .
my lovely lady has green eyes,
and her top, is covered in words.
these words,
"she smelled it in the air. she smelled the decay. she smelled the sweetness, the unmistakable, bittersweet smell. she knew that change was eminent. the sweet smell gave her peace. it calmed her heart & renewed her hope. she had waited so long for this change. she was ready. she was anxious for change. and like the rainbow that follows the rain ~ when she felt the crisp wind, when she smelled the change in the air, when she saw the new colors of the leaves, when she saw the first leaf fall ~ her heart leapt with overwhelming, undeniable, unstoppable, amazing JOY . . ."

hope she makes you smile.
peace&love.
xo.
e.

Thursday, November 12, 2009

i just found this letter i wrote myself over a year ago

...deep breath in...deep breath out...instead of beating myself up, or making excuses, i will inhale...i will exhale...i will be gentle with myself, i will forgive myself for my imperfections, and love myself unconditionally.

i don't know WHY, but i had grown to be SO TOUGH on myself...so HARSH & UNFORGIVING, so CRITICAL and UNWAVERING, expecting the IMPOSSIBLE and TEARING myself apart for not being PERFECT...cynicism comes with old age? i will not accept that. i am tired of criticism, not feeling good enough, expecting MORE from myself and not BEING SATISFIED, wishing i was DIFFERENT, wishing i was MORE...

...eyes closed...FEELING the LOVE and HEAVINESS in my own HEART...i picture myself as a little girl...maybe around 7 years old....BIG inhale...what did i look like? (smile. i was CUTE!) long, FULL, exhale...how did i feel? what did i want? what were my HOPES and DREAMS...now come the TEARS.

i feel SADNESS in my heart for not taking better care of this little girl, i feel guilt and pain for all of the MEAN & CRITICAL things i have said to her. i feel a sense of LOSS. i feel SO SAD! why have i treated her so BADLY? my heart is HEAVY with the SORROW for the IMMENSE PAIN i have caused this little girl...why have i been so HARd on her?
then i remember my BREATH....with a LUMP in my throat, i manage to INHALE...tears falls freely down my cheeks, the cheeks of that 7 year old girl, and i find it necessary, right NOW, in this very MOMENT, to forgive mySELF.
i remeber ME. i remember what i looked like. i remember how easily my HEART would break. i remember that i LIVED to be LOVED. i remember that NOTHING in the world made me feel better than being wrapped in the arms of my SPECIAL people~ my MOM's hugs~ (how i miss them! and wish i could have one EVERY day!)...the look on my DAD'S face when it was LIT with love & PROUDness, my GRANDMA's sweet embrace & all of her patience (how i TREASURED her)...
i LIVED to BE LOVED, i LOVED to FEEL LOVE & JOY & HAPPINESS & ACCEPTANCE ~ and that, no matter what i did, or said, that i would ALWAYS BE LOVED!
...DEEEEEEEP breath in...SMILE...lump still in my throat...tears ROLLING to the puddles in my lap now~...long, free, RELEASING exhaaaaale...


Dearest, SWEET, little girl,
i am so sorry that i have neglected you. i am so sorry that i pushed you away. i am sorry i allowed myself to believe that your HOPES & DREAMS were not "important" in this "grown-up world". i am sorry for criticising you and putting you down.

i PROMISE YOU, from THIS moment on, i will ALWAYS, WHOLE-HEARTEDLY wrap my arms around you, and HUG you with every ounce of my being, that i will respect you, that i will NURTURE you, that i will SUPPORT you, be PROUD of you ~ just for being YOU! i will PROTECT you. i will STAND UP for you. i will DEFEND you. i will TREASURE you. i will HONOR your HOPES & DREAMS. i will hold you in my HEART, every day, as i BREATHE IN...and as i BREATHE out...i will ALWAYS & FOREVER LOVE you ~ no matter what.
LOVE.
me
i invite YOU, my friends, to take some time ~ and see your LITTLE YOU ~ ask yourself these questions~ and ask if it time to treat yourself differently. that LITTLE YOU, is YOU!
PEACE&LOVE.
eRiCa

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

aRt ShOw!!!

















Erica Aubin
& the
~Arts in Education~

a fine partnership of Local Artists, Teachers, & Students

Friday, November 27, 2009
6:30-9:30 pm
at the Rotary Centre for the Arts
Kelowna, BC


~wine~
~cheese~
~live music~
&
~mingle~


featuring the masterpieces of . . .
yours truly :)

Fine Jazz by Neil Wong

& the artwork & music of budding student artists of School District #23

Funding for the ARTS in B.C.
has been slashed by 90%


please come out & show your support
for the Arts in our community & for our CHILDREN!

this event is a fundraiser & all proceeds will go to the
~Arts in Education Program~

entrance by donation :)