I've now put some art up for sale @
I suggest that my lovely co-madres do the same....Muah!!! Much love, Lady Laura
Tuesday, January 29, 2013
Fine Art America
I've now put some art up for sale @
I suggest that my lovely co-madres do the same....Muah!!! Much love, Lady Laura
Monday, October 29, 2012
Monday, June 4, 2012
wow time flies.....and the whole world changes....hopefully we'll be keeping better contact with our fans?!!!!
We started this blog in hopes of keeping connected!!! But being the wild women that we are we've started so many projects that I really think your head would spin!!! Here are some good ways to check in, just incase we lose you again: Facebook: Laurel Huggins, Lady Laura, American Dust Gear, American Dust Productions, and any articles about art, film and fashion....we are busy busy in all walks of art life.....but we do miss you bunches and hope to see you soon!!!
much love,
Laladen Art
We started this blog in hopes of keeping connected!!! But being the wild women that we are we've started so many projects that I really think your head would spin!!! Here are some good ways to check in, just incase we lose you again: Facebook: Laurel Huggins, Lady Laura, American Dust Gear, American Dust Productions, and any articles about art, film and fashion....we are busy busy in all walks of art life.....but we do miss you bunches and hope to see you soon!!!
much love,
Laladen Art
Sunday, April 3, 2011
Los Feliz
Ventura
Easter Puppy
can you believe, this dog loves getting dolled up!
flower power
Comparing Notes
Artists from all ages seem to influence each other....they may have shared similar experiences in similar places and learned similar things, but their views will sometimes be different. And as artists we know we can bond on our differences as well as our similarities.
Friday, November 19, 2010
Three Ladies on the Adventure Called Life
The Fates.....When they were three,the three Moirae (greek mythological name) were:
Clotho (English pronunciation: /ˈkloʊθoʊ/, Greek Κλωθώ [klɔːˈtʰɔː] – "spinner") spun the thread of life from her distaff onto her spindle. Her Roman equivalent was Nona, (the 'Ninth'), who was originally a goddess called upon in the ninth month of pregnancy.
Lachesis (/ˈlækɨsɪs/, Greek Λάχεσις [ˈlakʰesis] – "allotter" or drawer of lots) measured the thread of life allotted to each person with her measuring rod. Her Roman equivalent was Decima (the 'Tenth').
Atropos (/ˈætrəpɒs/, Greek Ἄτροπος [ˈatropos] – "inexorable" or "inevitable", literally "unturning",[7] sometimes called Aisa) was the cutter of the thread of life. She chose the manner of each person's death; and when their time was come, she cut their life-thread with "her abhorred shears".[8] Her Roman equivalent was Morta ('Death').
These three are personifications of the stregnths we all carry in our spirits....these days the three of us known as laladen may not be connected so closely physical, but we are definitely close in spirit......traveling and exploring in this expansive world....
Saturday, March 27, 2010
Zygote Growing
Opening soon in Taos, NM.......a lil' shoppe where some dreamers dreams come true....
Sunday, January 24, 2010
laladen separation breakthrough
Thursday, January 7, 2010
Thursday, December 24, 2009
MOM COOKS or...
The woman is a section of Laura's painting. The three far left paintings are also hers. She and I sat down at the computer and composed this piece, which we find...very refreshing!
Friday, December 18, 2009
A Moment in Time by Denise Wenger
It was a beautiful sunny morning when the kids said, “ Mom, we want to go outside to sled and build a snowman”. The temperature was edging toward freezing from the fresh 12” powder that laid on the ground from the furious night before.
Arugh! Hats, gloves, boots, snowsuits, jackets and overalls; such a hassle to put on, I had to get the bread punched down so it could rise in time to cook for dinner, and I knew the children would inevitable be back inside in just 5 MINUTES! And then 5 MINUTES later they’d want to go out again… But they looked so cute in all that gear, all wrapped up so they could barley walk.
Shawn was dressed 1st as he was the oldest , and out the door he went like a flash of lightning. “I’ll see you outside, Branden,” Shawn said as he hurried outside to get the sled. Branden could hardly contain himself as he couldn’t wait to wear those wonderful big boy gloves he finally grew into. They had five fingers! But they just wouldn’t go on fast enough.
“Sit still, Branden” I said as I was trying to fit (those not so) wonderful gloves on his wriggling fingers. Augh!
I was glad that it was taking him so long to get dressed as I was able to steal secret hugs and kisses as it was hard for Shawn to see this as it made him feel a little less loved since Branden came to stay with us. You see, Shawn was never a cuddlier, but Branden was… so was I. How warm and fuzzy it felt snuggling him as I prepared him to go out with big brother.
You could not ask for a better big brother always showing little brother how to do things a 4year old could do.
It was amazing watching those two grow and interact with each other. Sometimes the sibling rivalry would get the best of them but I learned the year before, during Branden’s 1st birthday, that as long as I made Shawn feel special ( bought him a little something too) on his brother’s birthday that it would relieve some of the pressure. From that time on I tried to always do this for each of the children, even when Jessica was born.
Shawn was 4 ¾ yrs old. Branden was only 16 months old and as cuddlier as ever. So as I was stealing my last snuggle before Shawn’s impatience grew I remember thinking. Now I understand how my Mom felt. She used to tell me as a child that she would give her life up for mine. That intense feeling overwhelmed me at that very moment while enjoying my last hug before Branden was out the door, playing in the snow, with big brother, and wearing his big boy gloves.
Happy Birthday Branden !
Arugh! Hats, gloves, boots, snowsuits, jackets and overalls; such a hassle to put on, I had to get the bread punched down so it could rise in time to cook for dinner, and I knew the children would inevitable be back inside in just 5 MINUTES! And then 5 MINUTES later they’d want to go out again… But they looked so cute in all that gear, all wrapped up so they could barley walk.
Shawn was dressed 1st as he was the oldest , and out the door he went like a flash of lightning. “I’ll see you outside, Branden,” Shawn said as he hurried outside to get the sled. Branden could hardly contain himself as he couldn’t wait to wear those wonderful big boy gloves he finally grew into. They had five fingers! But they just wouldn’t go on fast enough.
“Sit still, Branden” I said as I was trying to fit (those not so) wonderful gloves on his wriggling fingers. Augh!
I was glad that it was taking him so long to get dressed as I was able to steal secret hugs and kisses as it was hard for Shawn to see this as it made him feel a little less loved since Branden came to stay with us. You see, Shawn was never a cuddlier, but Branden was… so was I. How warm and fuzzy it felt snuggling him as I prepared him to go out with big brother.
You could not ask for a better big brother always showing little brother how to do things a 4year old could do.
It was amazing watching those two grow and interact with each other. Sometimes the sibling rivalry would get the best of them but I learned the year before, during Branden’s 1st birthday, that as long as I made Shawn feel special ( bought him a little something too) on his brother’s birthday that it would relieve some of the pressure. From that time on I tried to always do this for each of the children, even when Jessica was born.
Shawn was 4 ¾ yrs old. Branden was only 16 months old and as cuddlier as ever. So as I was stealing my last snuggle before Shawn’s impatience grew I remember thinking. Now I understand how my Mom felt. She used to tell me as a child that she would give her life up for mine. That intense feeling overwhelmed me at that very moment while enjoying my last hug before Branden was out the door, playing in the snow, with big brother, and wearing his big boy gloves.
Happy Birthday Branden !
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
laladen we are in the question of what...here!
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laura, here, at last.
little laura, happy
laurel, happy
denise...happy
tristan...home from dinner with jeff
moving stuff around in the living room and dining area for the tree trimming party
we are in the question of WHAT.
THE SUNNY WEST COAST
laura, here, at last.
little laura, happy
laurel, happy
denise...happy
tristan...home from dinner with jeff
moving stuff around in the living room and dining area for the tree trimming party
we are in the question of WHAT.
THE SUNNY WEST COAST WHERE GARAGE SALES ABOUND!
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
t-pees, coffee houses, and arroyo seco
this is in arroyo seco, nm....didn't take the chance on the kissing area but there were plenty of hugs and hearts floating about
grafitti
this image was spraypainted on a couple of places around town.....it's quite a statement...
paintergirl strikes again......
this is a lil' piece that was created on a piece of tile by laura....it seems to be a portrait of Cathy who is one of laura's hosts in taos, nm.....oh, by the way that big blob in the upper right hand corner is a dried flower..Cathy loves to make dried flower arrangements.
swingin with the cowboy's kid
Second day in Albuquerque....there's a nice little park around the corner from my friend's house.....we spent the day there. One of my nearest and dearest, Jiro took this photo...
Monday, December 7, 2009
abbie
downtown los angeles
laurel spends the day with her nephew, morgan...looking for a loft to purchase...and there it is...a building she has to shoot! bang bang! snap snap!laurel's feelin' green!
see what I do to myself when I have too much time on my hands...or
SISTER OF THE HULK!!
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
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