Frida! Friday!

2015-07-12 18.01.27This week, we are going to Phoenix to see the Frida Kahlo and Diego Rivera exhibit at the Heard Museum!

I am so excited I can hardly stand it.

If you follow me on Instagram @rachaelrossman, you can expect tons of photos, probably including some mascara-smeared selfies.

I know it’s just a roomful of paintings, but I’m reminded of something Jenny Lawson once wrote about meeting Neil Gaiman:

“The only thing more terrifying than the thought of never meeting your idols is the thought of them actually having to meet you.”

Word.

In other news, I don’t have many paintings on the books, which means I’m starting to get antsy. That’s good news for you, as I’m offering BUY ONE, GET ONE and special sales prices for custom watercolor portraits!

5×7 (Buy one for $200, get one FREE)

8×10 (Buy one for $400, get one FREE)

Half price on paintings 11×14″ and larger. Regular prices are here.

Email me at rachaelrossman@earthlink.net with orders and inquiries.


Rachael Rossman

 

I’m going to see Frida!

2015-07-16 07.56.14OMG you guys I’m so excited. The Heard Museum in Phoenix is exhibiting Frida Kahlo and Diego Rivera and I am going. TO SEE FRIDA. Short of visiting Casa Azul, this is the absolute best. Like, bucket list stuff. To top it off, we’re also planning to visit Taliesin West, Frank Lloyd Wright’s compound in the desert. He’s another one of my design idols and I am pretty sure that by the end of this magical day I will be a full-on puddle of mascara-streaked emotion. Dr. Rossman is already on high alert.

I will be posting photos on Instagram @rachaelrossman, so be prepared for a deluge in mid-May.

If you would like to be a patron of my artistic endeavors, consider placing an order for a custom watercolor. This week, I’m offering 25% off because, FRIDA.

Email me at rachaelrossman@earthlink.net to order.

Now…what am I going to wear????

 


Rachael Rossman

 

Grands

Awhile ago, I bought a huge lot of 35mm slides from the 50s and 60s – some unknown family’s entire collection of well-dressed, well-traveled memories. They have provided much inspiration for artwork over the past few years and even though I don’t know whose they are, I am glad I have them, and that they’re being enjoyed. I am the person at Goodwill that “rescues” old family photographs and hand-painted portraits that someone’s family has discarded. What a softie.

The past few weeks, I have been painting from old photos – some from my family and some from that mystery family. Someday I’ll have the time to go through the stacks of old photos rescued from my grandparents’ house when it was sold a few years ago. I’m sure there are many in there that I haven’t seen and many, many that are “paint worthy.”

Also, I’ve brought out the old Arches paper to experiment with some more traditional style watercolor. It requires a lot more patience than I current possess, but, like yoga, it’s good practice.

Since I’m painting moms, and Mother’s Day is coming up – I’m offering 25% OFF portraits ordered this week. The first few orders should even be ready by Mother’s Day, so first come, first served.

Email me at rachaelrossman@earthlink.net and check out prices here.

Grandma Bo

Grandma Bo

Grandma Janet

Grandma Janet


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Funny story…

 

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One of these things is not like the other

So a couple days ago I came home on my lunch hour to let the dog out and get something to eat. I ate my Panera salad while my border collie gazed at me hopefully (for what, lettuce?) and went out to my car to get something, I don’t even remember what. Unfortunately the combination of my wet boots (platforms) and the wood floor (shiny) resulted in me taking a slow motion but violent tumble down my hallway and dislocating my shoulder. Again.

Have you ever fallen as an adult? It is terrifying. It’s slow motion. You feel heavier than normal. You don’t know where your limbs are going next.

I knew immediately that the shoulder was dislocated and instead of thinking of pain I went into planning mode –  how I would have to call my office, somehow get to the hospital and spend the next several hours in the ER, then go home with a sling. The nauseating dislocation feeling hit me pretty fast and I started sweating and dry heaving while I dialed my sister. “I need you to come get me and take me to the hospital,” I said. “Okay,” she said, and hung up, unquestioning. You see, this isn’t her first rodeo either. It has fallen upon her to take me to the emergency room for a number of freak accidents (including two separate dishwashing incidents) so she probably has a Go Bag ready for occasions just like this.

I spent an impossibly long time in the waiting area of the ER, after having bragged to my sister about how I’ve NEVER waited to be seen. The thing about a shoulder dislocation is that they don’t so much hurt as make you sick because the entire weight of your arm is hanging on muscles it shouldn’t be hanging on. It’s awful. They seemed in no hurry to see me, as they escorted seemingly comfortable folks back to the doctors before my turn. I got a warm blank and a wheel chair but remained pitiful while we people-watched. After a couple hours my pain “contractions” as Amy called them were coming closer together. (Put two moms in a situation describing pain and we put it in labor terms.) She observed that every time I said something sarcastic I would have a spasm, so I pretty much had to keep my mouth shut entirely. Only sarcasm was coming out at that point.

Sitting there, I suddenly remembered that I was literally covered with bruises due to a fascia roller I’ve been using. My sister looked at me quizzically and I told her to lift up my hem which revealed a lovely blue patchwork of bruising along my thighs. She burst into laughter as we thought about the ‘splainin’ I’d have to do if they had to cut my clothes off. Luckily I was wearing vintage with a zipper in the back, so I was spared.

The last time I dislocated my shoulder, they had to cut off my shirt, gave me IV anti-nausea and anti-anxiety meds and a delightful twilight drug that erased all memory of the experience. A team of about seven medical professionals swarmed around me to perform a violent relocation of my arm into the socket. This time however, the doc convinced me that I only needed a Valium and he would manually raise my arm until it popped back in. This plan sounded horrible and I explained that I rather liked the idea that all the drugs last time had softened the memory to haziness, again, like childbirth. I was dubious, but eager to get that sucker popped back into its rightful socket so I relented. I have to say, it was the least painful few minutes of my entire stay and I was so grateful to be realigned that I could have kissed him.

Fast forward to today – I’ve been off work for two days and have only driven the kids to school and back. My sister has carted me around town on errands and my shoulder is immobilized in a sling. The pain meds make me sleepy and in fact I just started feeling pain today. I discovered some nice bruises on my knees from hitting the floor so I guess this month’s hemlines will be a little more modest than usual. My aunt reminded me that Lucille Ball wore flats but you will have to pry the stilettos out of my cold, dislocated hands.

I have one painting to finish before Christmas and I’m going to make it. However, it would make me feel so much better if I had a few more in the pipeline. SO – I’m offering half off gift certificates ordered this week. Maybe it’s the pain meds but selling a few more paintings would really put me in the Christmas spirit (and you’d get a smokin’ deal.) Email me at rachaelrossman@earthlink.net if you want to order.

Ho ho ho!

 


Rachael Rossman

 

Flash Sale!

IMG_5587I’m having a flash sale! Am I using that term correctly? Anyway – I’m going on a little vacay and I want to have a full calendar when I get back so…I’m offering half off custom portraits today only (order and pay before midnight tonight).

5×7 – $100 8×10 – $200 11×14 – $250 16×20 – $400

*Plus shipping Email me at rachaelrossman@earthlink.net to order. It’s a great time to order for Christmas!

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