<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576520328179030659</id><updated>2011-11-02T13:07:20.504-04:00</updated><category term='pastel'/><category term='lace of glass'/><category term='drawing'/><category term='colored pencil'/><category term='bobbins'/><category term='printing on fabric'/><category term='oil painting'/><category term='mirror'/><category term='graphite'/><category term='prismacolor'/><category term='watercolor crayon'/><category term='thread'/><category term='biking'/><category term='pears'/><category term='window shade'/><category term='water'/><category term='charcoal on paper'/><category term='portrait'/><category term='gold leaf'/><category term='watercolor'/><category term='Skewed View'/><category term='sheet glass'/><category term='egg'/><category term='A Wrinkle in TIme'/><category term='peephole'/><category term='glass'/><category term='vintage tools'/><category term='flowers'/><category term='pick the trash'/><category term='tree'/><category term='flameworking'/><category term='thorns'/><category term='stained glass'/><category term='mylar'/><title type='text'>ARTerial Excursions...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-mandel.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576520328179030659/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-mandel.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>paula l. mandel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16434721231830456899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576520328179030659.post-5139334088464285715</id><published>2011-01-26T22:07:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T22:19:49.086-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rosemont College features Philadlephia Women Working in Glass</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/TUDkJJ78BjI/AAAAAAAADy0/FDt-qnWnat4/s1600/women%2Bin%2Bglass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/TUDkJJ78BjI/AAAAAAAADy0/FDt-qnWnat4/s400/women%2Bin%2Bglass.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566699985367205426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of my pieces in the show: Well Wishers is 3 feet tall!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/TUDig3d6WjI/AAAAAAAADys/JivVYbshzMI/s1600/IMG_2702.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/TUDig3d6WjI/AAAAAAAADys/JivVYbshzMI/s400/IMG_2702.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566698193703033394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was honored to have been asked to be part of the exhibition entitled "Philadelphia Women Working in Glass" at the Lawrence Gallery at Rosemont College in Rosemont, PA&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It will be there until February 11, 2011. Why don't you stop by? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576520328179030659-5139334088464285715?l=paula-mandel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-mandel.blogspot.com/feeds/5139334088464285715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576520328179030659&amp;postID=5139334088464285715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576520328179030659/posts/default/5139334088464285715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576520328179030659/posts/default/5139334088464285715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-mandel.blogspot.com/2011/01/rosemont-college-features-philadlephia.html' title='Rosemont College features Philadlephia Women Working in Glass'/><author><name>paula l. mandel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16434721231830456899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/TUDkJJ78BjI/AAAAAAAADy0/FDt-qnWnat4/s72-c/women%2Bin%2Bglass.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576520328179030659.post-6355898775344295945</id><published>2010-09-03T13:03:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T15:09:53.809-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It's been a whirlwind era as I taught 4 artist/teachers to work with stained glass. Although we had been working with students from &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Germantown-High-School-After-School-Stained-Glass-Program/254994949411"&gt;Germantown High School&lt;/a&gt;, deemed one of the roughest of Philadelphia's inner city for 5 years, the past two years were devoted to the students designing and building 18 windows for a remote and impoverished new school being built in the tiny village of KwaNgcolosi, South Africa (20 minutes west of Durban). All of their intense work was presented in a beautiful setting this past summer at the &lt;a href="http://www.phillywelcome.com/"&gt;Philadelphia Welcome Center&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There the students windows were filled with light and enhanced our downtown. For the next part of this adventure I was fortunate enough to travel to South Africa with &lt;a href="http://www.sharonkatz.com/"&gt;Sharon Katz&lt;/a&gt; (of the Peace Train)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/TIFGOX7NffI/AAAAAAAADxw/2oFVz-DUYjk/s1600/IMG_0276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512764631632674290" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/TIFGOX7NffI/AAAAAAAADxw/2oFVz-DUYjk/s400/IMG_0276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;where we delivered the hand-carried windows into the hands of the children of the village.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/TIFERlrVVHI/AAAAAAAADxg/dC6XbIbS9hE/s1600/IMG_0298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512762487840527474" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 372px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/TIFERlrVVHI/AAAAAAAADxg/dC6XbIbS9hE/s400/IMG_0298.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once this school is complete, these fabulous children will no longer have to walk for 2 hours through the unforgiving hills to get their education. What a feeling of accomplishment for all who have been involved!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/TIFFW6pTQqI/AAAAAAAADxo/iPqH0BK64vI/s1600/IMG_0263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512763678880121506" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/TIFFW6pTQqI/AAAAAAAADxo/iPqH0BK64vI/s400/IMG_0263.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Won't you consider making a donation to &lt;a href="http://www.friendsofthepeacetrain.com/"&gt;Friends of the Peace Train&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Germantown-High-School-After-School-Stained-Glass-Program/254994949411"&gt;The Stained Glass Project: Windows that Open Doors? &lt;/a&gt;This school year we make windows for a new school in New Orleans!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576520328179030659-6355898775344295945?l=paula-mandel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-mandel.blogspot.com/feeds/6355898775344295945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576520328179030659&amp;postID=6355898775344295945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576520328179030659/posts/default/6355898775344295945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576520328179030659/posts/default/6355898775344295945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-mandel.blogspot.com/2010/09/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back!'/><author><name>paula l. mandel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16434721231830456899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/TIFGOX7NffI/AAAAAAAADxw/2oFVz-DUYjk/s72-c/IMG_0276.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576520328179030659.post-6894091038235994373</id><published>2009-09-13T09:52:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T11:03:37.194-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My ARTfall months to come</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 7.65pt 0.0001pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;I will be showing different &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NEW&lt;/span&gt; works at each of these venues this Fall and hope to see you at one or all of the following. If you can’t attend the opening, contact me and I’ll meet you at your convenience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 7.65pt 0.0001pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 7.65pt 0.0001pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: 7.65pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Sculpture venues:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 7.65pt 0.0001pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.snyderman-works.com/"&gt;Snyderman/Works Gallery&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;i style=""&gt;Found Objects 2&lt;/i&gt; Invitational&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 7.65pt 0.0001pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Olde&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;City&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;, Phila&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: 7.65pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;Oct 2 &lt;i style=""&gt;(“First Friday” opening5-9pm)&lt;/i&gt; - Nov 15, 2009&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: 7.65pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.libertymuseum.org/"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;National&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt; &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Liberty&lt;/st1:placename&gt;  &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Museum&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;: Glass Auction&lt;/b&gt;, Phila&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: 7.65pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;Sat, Oct 3, 2009: 5 pm (&lt;i style=""&gt;reserve tickets now!)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: 7.65pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wayneart.org/"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;http://www.wayneart.org&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;&lt;/st1:placename&gt;: &lt;i style=""&gt;Reflections in Glass&lt;/i&gt; Invitational, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Wayne&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;PA&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: 7.65pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;Dec 4, 2009 – Jan 23, 2010&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: 7.65pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;One-of-a-kind Jewelry &amp;amp; small painting venues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: 7.65pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Comcast&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Center&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;: &lt;i style=""&gt;Gallery Without Walls&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, Phila&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: 7.65pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;2 Saturdays&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Nov 14 &amp;amp; Dec 12, 2009&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;noon-5pm&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576520328179030659-6894091038235994373?l=paula-mandel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-mandel.blogspot.com/feeds/6894091038235994373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576520328179030659&amp;postID=6894091038235994373' title='49 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576520328179030659/posts/default/6894091038235994373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576520328179030659/posts/default/6894091038235994373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-mandel.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-artfall-months-to-come.html' title='My ARTfall months to come'/><author><name>paula l. mandel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16434721231830456899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>49</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576520328179030659.post-1950712173074420546</id><published>2009-03-25T22:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T22:17:11.017-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"Mom to the Rescue" has been deemed prizeworthy!</title><content type='html'>This past weekend I attended the International Flameworking Conference in Salem, New Jersey and entered MOM in an exhibition held at the conference. And...I won a prize! All very exciting since she is clearly made of media in addition to glass. The flameworking world community is pushing the limits and off we go...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576520328179030659-1950712173074420546?l=paula-mandel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-mandel.blogspot.com/feeds/1950712173074420546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576520328179030659&amp;postID=1950712173074420546' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576520328179030659/posts/default/1950712173074420546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576520328179030659/posts/default/1950712173074420546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-mandel.blogspot.com/2009/03/mom-to-rescue-has-been-deemed.html' title='&quot;Mom to the Rescue&quot; has been deemed prizeworthy!'/><author><name>paula l. mandel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16434721231830456899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576520328179030659.post-4483975147197527402</id><published>2009-02-25T20:56:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T22:20:09.612-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='glass'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vintage tools'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flameworking'/><title type='text'>All is Glass</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/SaX3KOSst6I/AAAAAAAACNA/Me-4a5BTT20/s1600-h/IMG_3900.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306919490933274530" style="WIDTH: 358px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/SaX3KOSst6I/AAAAAAAACNA/Me-4a5BTT20/s400/IMG_3900.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is the latest baby.&lt;br /&gt;In case you have NO idea what you are looking at, I'll explain:&lt;br /&gt;Take an &lt;strong&gt;antique toaster&lt;/strong&gt; and spread its wings,&lt;br /&gt;attach it to a &lt;strong&gt;roller skate with glass wheels&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;and add a &lt;strong&gt;glass bandaid&lt;/strong&gt; for a propeller;&lt;br /&gt;place the queen (with a glass eye on the back of her head) on top of a &lt;strong&gt;vintage hand drill&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so she can rotate 360 degrees in space and see all,&lt;br /&gt;and fill her wings with all kinds of &lt;strong&gt;tools fabricated from glass&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;a needle and thread, drinking straw, pencil, thermometer, umbrella, toothbrush, an extra hand, paintbrush, fork, toothbrush and some extra eyes just in case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, add a fused glass eye on top and a beautiful necklace cause it's a girl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now she is prepared for anything...she is: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mom to The Rescue!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576520328179030659-4483975147197527402?l=paula-mandel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-mandel.blogspot.com/feeds/4483975147197527402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576520328179030659&amp;postID=4483975147197527402' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576520328179030659/posts/default/4483975147197527402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576520328179030659/posts/default/4483975147197527402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-mandel.blogspot.com/2009/02/all-is-glass.html' title='All is Glass'/><author><name>paula l. mandel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16434721231830456899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/SaX3KOSst6I/AAAAAAAACNA/Me-4a5BTT20/s72-c/IMG_3900.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576520328179030659.post-1648952438830668296</id><published>2009-01-21T11:40:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T12:00:04.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My creations are travelling...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/SXdQqouz7jI/AAAAAAAACMg/Vufpy4ru0Uk/s1600-h/Mandel_Installation_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293788580415794738" style="WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/SXdQqouz7jI/AAAAAAAACMg/Vufpy4ru0Uk/s400/Mandel_Installation_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am very excited to announce that 3 of my glass/found object sculptures have been accepted into a highly acclaimed gallery in Pittsburgh, PA called the &lt;a href="http://www.morganglassgallery.com/"&gt;Morgan Contemporary Glass Gallery.&lt;/a&gt; I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;privileged&lt;/span&gt; to be exhibiting with many of my favorite celebrated artists such as Mark &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Abildgaard&lt;/span&gt;, Tina &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Betz&lt;/span&gt;, Carmen &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Lozar, Beth Lipman, Christopher Reis&lt;/span&gt; and Kari Russell-Pool. What a kick! Why don't you go to the gallery website and discover a whole new world.  If you have a chance to get to this outstanding gallery, please tell Amy Morgan that I sent you. You won't be disappointed with the quality and variety of work there. I was so captivated by work at the gallery that it was difficult to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The 3 pieces she represents are in this photo, but if you want to see them in much more detail, go to &lt;a href="http://paula-mandel.com/"&gt;my website &lt;/a&gt;and click on glass and mixed media. Of course I'd love for you to browse and take a peek at my work, but these three works are entitled from left to right in the photo:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Incubator &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(there is a secret world inside this house of protection which is without windows and doors), &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day Churns Into Night&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (made from an antique butter churner which can be turned one way or the other), and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time For Change&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (inspired by our brand new President and his ideas about all of us participating in healing the world). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can you tell I am pleased with this new development?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576520328179030659-1648952438830668296?l=paula-mandel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-mandel.blogspot.com/feeds/1648952438830668296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576520328179030659&amp;postID=1648952438830668296' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576520328179030659/posts/default/1648952438830668296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576520328179030659/posts/default/1648952438830668296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-mandel.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-creations-are-travelling.html' title='My creations are travelling...'/><author><name>paula l. mandel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16434721231830456899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/SXdQqouz7jI/AAAAAAAACMg/Vufpy4ru0Uk/s72-c/Mandel_Installation_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576520328179030659.post-2479808832240711957</id><published>2008-10-14T17:28:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T17:44:37.202-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Green is a happenin' color</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;One of my sculptures has been chosen for another exhibit entitled &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.artincityhall.org/"&gt;"The Green Exhibit"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at Philadelphia's City Hall. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The theme of this show which is for professional artists working in and around Philadelphia and it features artwork which is based on the environment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The show runs from October 13- January 23, 2009 (as in "NINE"!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The opening is Thursday, October 23, from 5-7. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In case you aren't able to get there, here is the piece I am showing:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/SPURq4Vp0oI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/XqllasCS65Q/s1600-h/PAULA+MANDEL+Growth+Where+You+Least+Expect+It+1+8x8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257127568400306818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/SPURq4Vp0oI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/XqllasCS65Q/s400/PAULA+MANDEL+Growth+Where+You+Least+Expect+It+1+8x8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Growth Where You Least Expect It"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;11.5”h x 18”w x 4”d&lt;br /&gt;Flameworked glass tubing, aluminum “t”, silicon,&lt;br /&gt;grass (fescue) seed&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;...and my artist's statement:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Wikipedia lists 16 pages of extinct plants. As we continue to poison our environment and contribute to global warming, everyday symbols of nature may become a distant collective memory. This work pays homage to the common fescue seed that is the beginning of the life cycle of a blade of grass. Entitled “Growth Where you Least Expect It” serves as a tribute to the stamina of nature under dire circumstances. Let’s hope that is does not become symbolic of the grass we used to know.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576520328179030659-2479808832240711957?l=paula-mandel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-mandel.blogspot.com/feeds/2479808832240711957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576520328179030659&amp;postID=2479808832240711957' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576520328179030659/posts/default/2479808832240711957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576520328179030659/posts/default/2479808832240711957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-mandel.blogspot.com/2008/10/green-is-happenin-color.html' title='Green is a happenin&apos; color'/><author><name>paula l. mandel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16434721231830456899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/SPURq4Vp0oI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/XqllasCS65Q/s72-c/PAULA+MANDEL+Growth+Where+You+Least+Expect+It+1+8x8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576520328179030659.post-4663441139543269873</id><published>2008-10-10T09:41:00.019-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T20:11:26.361-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yikes!!! I've been tagged!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Well, I've been tagged by &lt;a href="http://shiborigirl.blogspot.com/"&gt;Shibori Girl&lt;/a&gt;, so I'd better step up to the plate. Let's see if I can meet up to the standards! I need to follow these rules:&lt;br /&gt;1) Link to your tagger and list these rules on your blog&lt;br /&gt;2) Share 7 facts about yourself, some random, some weird&lt;br /&gt;3) Tag 7 more people at the end of your post by leaving their names as well as links to their blogs&lt;br /&gt;4) Let them know they've been tagged by leaving a comment on their blogs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;1. I have always been involved in making art&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...since a teeny tot. I must have been OK as a child, because one of my vivid traumatic memories pertained to a teacher who used my work as an example for other classes and then &lt;em&gt;never returned my work to me!&lt;/em&gt; I am still scarred...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are 2 of the only remaining early works. These are from High School (and I won't tell you just how many decades ago that was, but here's a hint: if you are old enough to know what PSFS was, you are no spring chicken! HINT: Philadelphia Savings Fund Society).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/SO9kbGLIfzI/AAAAAAAAA-8/0lqBj8NDtxE/s1600-h/PSFS+6x8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255529706841210674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/SO9kbGLIfzI/AAAAAAAAA-8/0lqBj8NDtxE/s400/PSFS+6x8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This next piece is a self-portrait from High School. It is also dated, as the process is "linoleum block print". Anyone out there remember what linoleum was? The interesting thing about this piece is that my current hair length matches the one in the print for the first time in many decades (thought you had me!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/SO9km447msI/AAAAAAAAA_E/0156jnrKnvE/s1600-h/6x8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255529909433637570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/SO9km447msI/AAAAAAAAA_E/0156jnrKnvE/s400/6x8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;For about 6 years I have been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; in a cover rock band called &lt;strong&gt;"The Hip Replacements"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I have always sung with friends for a hoot, but when my good buddy told me she was in a band, the brain cells were jogged. We now have a band of 8: 4 married couples!! We get together to jam as much as possible, sometimes every week. I play harmonica and sing. This beats (yes, a pun) poker in my book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/SO9sJ1YuSZI/AAAAAAAAA_M/rVOkPW87OUc/s1600-h/hips+8x10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255538206370056594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/SO9sJ1YuSZI/AAAAAAAAA_M/rVOkPW87OUc/s400/hips+8x10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's me with shore hair in the middle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;3. I am a grandmother!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/SPCjohMNf-I/AAAAAAAAA_U/twYN5jTZW4Y/s1600-h/suka+teeny+photo+1x2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255880681641050082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/SPCjohMNf-I/AAAAAAAAA_U/twYN5jTZW4Y/s400/suka+teeny+photo+1x2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suka is a stray adopted by my daughter this year. We think he is around 2 and part German Shephard, part Besenji...that's Egyptian for "dog". What a good boy!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;4. I LOVE junk: particularly metal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This is my workstation. No one would dare to call me neat when I work! Believe me, I know where everything is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/SPClwDBuo3I/AAAAAAAAA_c/DqZ3nfhQALU/s1600-h/junk.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255883010006229874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/SPClwDBuo3I/AAAAAAAAA_c/DqZ3nfhQALU/s400/junk.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;5. I love gnocchi.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love to make them and I love to eat them. YUM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/SPCnwF5uskI/AAAAAAAAA_k/7-oMWTRMRuU/s1600-h/IMG_2414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255885209801241154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/SPCnwF5uskI/AAAAAAAAA_k/7-oMWTRMRuU/s400/IMG_2414.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;6. I &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Italy.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just got back from a course in Italy with Michael DeMeng &lt;a href="http://www.michaeldemeng.com/"&gt;http://www.michaeldemeng.com/&lt;/a&gt; along with Arcangelo Productions &lt;a href="http://www.arcangeloproductions.com/"&gt;http://www.arcangeloproductions.com/&lt;/a&gt;. Here is a picture of Michael doing a demo. Check out the countryside behind him. That's the view from the window of our studio: Bella Tuscany. Ahhhhh... Not too shabby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/SPCpx78hHOI/AAAAAAAAA_s/HvcZIOGyif8/s1600-h/demenge.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255887440511573218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/SPCpx78hHOI/AAAAAAAAA_s/HvcZIOGyif8/s400/demenge.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;7. I am obsessed with making things using glass and mixed media. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This is the lastest work I completed. I began with a volume of an Italian encyclopedia, deconstructed it and created "MaMA" using all kinds of parts from household appliances. This piece was inspired by a cast-off doll I retrieved from the side of the road. "Mama" is the first word that children from all countries, backgrounds and eras can pronounce (ok, maybe "Dada" is the first...) and its universality struck me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/SPCsktK1T-I/AAAAAAAAA_0/HXx3DgfDs_U/s1600-h/IMG_2502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255890511741669346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/SPCsktK1T-I/AAAAAAAAA_0/HXx3DgfDs_U/s400/IMG_2502.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/SPCss5xENiI/AAAAAAAAA_8/PZNYvQbo3bs/s1600-h/inside.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255890652562208290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/SPCss5xENiI/AAAAAAAAA_8/PZNYvQbo3bs/s400/inside.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Here are the bloggers that I am tagging:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://karencole.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://karencole.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.arcangeloproductions.com/"&gt;http://www.arcangeloproductions.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.brackettfalion.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.brackettfalion.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://janerosemont.com/"&gt;http://janerosemont.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ipaintpictures.com/"&gt;http://www.ipaintpictures.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.snipsandsnailsandpuppydogtails-leslie.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.snipsandsnailsandpuppydogtails-leslie.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.milliande.com/"&gt;http://www.milliande.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576520328179030659-4663441139543269873?l=paula-mandel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-mandel.blogspot.com/feeds/4663441139543269873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576520328179030659&amp;postID=4663441139543269873' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576520328179030659/posts/default/4663441139543269873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576520328179030659/posts/default/4663441139543269873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-mandel.blogspot.com/2008/10/well-ive-been-tagged-by-shibori-girl-so.html' title='Yikes!!! I&apos;ve been tagged!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>paula l. mandel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16434721231830456899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/SO9kbGLIfzI/AAAAAAAAA-8/0lqBj8NDtxE/s72-c/PSFS+6x8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576520328179030659.post-8123879427713492358</id><published>2008-03-02T10:43:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T20:09:39.024-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fashion-eee-stas BEWARE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/SOQQgZ6pUsI/AAAAAAAAA-s/5_hBXU_kkMA/s1600-h/BLOGThe+Bight+Norman+Island+2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252341214319563458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/SOQQgZ6pUsI/AAAAAAAAA-s/5_hBXU_kkMA/s400/BLOGThe+Bight+Norman+Island+2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am a woman with no shame when on a mission. I needed to don my turquoise-to-match-the-sea socks because I was in the British Virgin Islands with my dear buddies Karen and Bob, and I was going SCUBA diving with as few blisters as possible marking up my dainty (not!) tootsies. So I invented the biking/scuba sock and am presenting it to you today as featured in my original mixed media rendering drawn on our chartered 43 foot Beneteau (the four of us did all the navigating and grunt work...ok, Bob and Rich did the navigating...). I shall be taking orders...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576520328179030659-8123879427713492358?l=paula-mandel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-mandel.blogspot.com/feeds/8123879427713492358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576520328179030659&amp;postID=8123879427713492358' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576520328179030659/posts/default/8123879427713492358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576520328179030659/posts/default/8123879427713492358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-mandel.blogspot.com/2008/03/fashion-eee-stas-beware.html' title='Fashion-eee-stas BEWARE!'/><author><name>paula l. mandel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16434721231830456899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/SOQQgZ6pUsI/AAAAAAAAA-s/5_hBXU_kkMA/s72-c/BLOGThe+Bight+Norman+Island+2008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576520328179030659.post-3090472114833202105</id><published>2008-02-05T18:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T13:30:09.493-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pick the trash'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='window shade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='biking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oil painting'/><title type='text'>My biking blogger (my blogging biker?)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/R6n8kzdL-dI/AAAAAAAAAOI/6pqBWTK_6fw/s1600-h/MIM+biking+window+2007+lightened.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163936156975102418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/R6n8kzdL-dI/AAAAAAAAAOI/6pqBWTK_6fw/s400/MIM+biking+window+2007+lightened.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My son works in a windowless computer lab. It's dark and the walls glow with the monitors' eerie light. This cannot be good for one's soul and I being a mother of some creative abilities decided to end this depressing maddness. What would a good momma do? Pick the trash! There was a stunning window being tossed to the landfill gods. I tossed it into my car and transformed it in my studio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't sure what I was going to paint (and to be honest, it took me several years to get it all together) but a lovely outdoor scene in oils on the glass evolved complete with mountains, big sky, lake and hillsides. I even added a biker, standing poised as he was about to begin his adventure and ride as far away from computerland as the imagination would allow. The fact that my son is a biker (that's one of his 3 triathelete skills...sure doesn't take after his momma!) must have influenced my choice of image. As I began to paint the biker, I noticed that he looked suspiciously like my son...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/R6j0YTdL-cI/AAAAAAAAAOA/j4SRPrLKWNU/s1600-h/Photo-0301.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163645671157004738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/R6j0YTdL-cI/AAAAAAAAAOA/j4SRPrLKWNU/s400/Photo-0301.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The coup de grace was a window shade which I added to complete the illusion. The best part of this is that HE posted a photo of the painting on HIS blog. &lt;a href="http://blog.mr-pc.org/2008/02/05/new-window-in-labrosa"&gt;http://blog.mr-pc.org/2008/02/05/new-window-in-labrosa&lt;/a&gt;. We now have familial multi-generational blogging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576520328179030659-3090472114833202105?l=paula-mandel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-mandel.blogspot.com/feeds/3090472114833202105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576520328179030659&amp;postID=3090472114833202105' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576520328179030659/posts/default/3090472114833202105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576520328179030659/posts/default/3090472114833202105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-mandel.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-biking-blogger.html' title='My biking blogger (my blogging biker?)'/><author><name>paula l. mandel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16434721231830456899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/R6n8kzdL-dI/AAAAAAAAAOI/6pqBWTK_6fw/s72-c/MIM+biking+window+2007+lightened.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576520328179030659.post-8373758229880686616</id><published>2008-01-29T09:58:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T10:44:49.366-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='watercolor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='charcoal on paper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='graphite'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastel'/><title type='text'>You spin, I spin, we ALL spin...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;When I take a look at some of the themes in my work, one that seems to keep coming up (as in spin into view repeatedly) is that of motion. I never like myself in photos. Why? Because I am not moving. Juggling...Doing..Trying...Learning..Being: as a wife, mother, daughter, sister, artist, friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/R59rqjdL-aI/AAAAAAAAANw/xSN8KNJigJA/s1600-h/106-full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160962076806216098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/R59rqjdL-aI/AAAAAAAAANw/xSN8KNJigJA/s400/106-full.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;PROPELLER&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(pastel,watercolor,graphite,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;charcoal on paper,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;38"x 58")&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, now I am spinning in yet another context: exercise! The bicylcle &lt;a href="http://www.tbn.ca/other/spinfaq.htm"&gt;spinning class&lt;/a&gt; I take stresses posture and core strength rather than speed. It forces me to focus on my body mechanics, breathing and internal zone at the same time. (This is all very exciting after my big surgery 5 years back.) I like to do things that allow me to move. Are we back at that again? My body freezes up if I sit for too long. So does my brain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576520328179030659-8373758229880686616?l=paula-mandel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-mandel.blogspot.com/feeds/8373758229880686616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576520328179030659&amp;postID=8373758229880686616' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576520328179030659/posts/default/8373758229880686616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576520328179030659/posts/default/8373758229880686616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-mandel.blogspot.com/2008/01/you-spin-i-spin-we-all-spin.html' title='You spin, I spin, we ALL spin...'/><author><name>paula l. mandel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16434721231830456899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/R59rqjdL-aI/AAAAAAAAANw/xSN8KNJigJA/s72-c/106-full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576520328179030659.post-8948954187424147317</id><published>2008-01-26T22:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T18:36:15.957-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oil painting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='water'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tree'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flowers'/><title type='text'>truth IS stranger than fiction!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/R5v8nTdL-FI/AAAAAAAAAGo/o3gCFjlQimc/s1600-h/garden+of+eden-full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159995550250825810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/R5v8nTdL-FI/AAAAAAAAAGo/o3gCFjlQimc/s400/garden+of+eden-full.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;GARDEN OF EDEN&lt;/em&gt; (oil on canvas, 53" x 48") &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Tonight I was told a true story that is incomprehensible: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a wedding. The grandfather of the groom, went up to the grandmother of the bride and said, "You are my wife". He rolled up his sleeve to reveal the tatoo inscibed on his arm by the Nazis. The grandmother of the young bride rolled up her sleeve to reveal her numerical tatoo which was one number away from his. They had each thought the other had died, integrated the nightmare into their reality, and gone on to a new life with a new spouse. Astonishing in its reality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576520328179030659-8948954187424147317?l=paula-mandel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-mandel.blogspot.com/feeds/8948954187424147317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576520328179030659&amp;postID=8948954187424147317' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576520328179030659/posts/default/8948954187424147317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576520328179030659/posts/default/8948954187424147317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-mandel.blogspot.com/2008/01/garden-of-eden-oil-on-canvas-53-x-48.html' title='truth IS stranger than fiction!'/><author><name>paula l. mandel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16434721231830456899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/R5v8nTdL-FI/AAAAAAAAAGo/o3gCFjlQimc/s72-c/garden+of+eden-full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576520328179030659.post-1884405931417077565</id><published>2008-01-26T17:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T18:37:50.264-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mylar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='watercolor crayon'/><title type='text'>What goes round comes round</title><content type='html'>I went to visit an longstanding family friend who had just lost his Mom (yes, with a capital "M"). He lived with her and has to sell the house which is the only one he has known all his life. I left him and went to the Farmer's Market where I bumped into another longstanding friend, a realtor. You know how you hear people's stories when you first meet them and then it's 20 years later and you need a refresher course?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I asked this realtor friend where he grew up. It was the same block of the same street of the house which needs to have a new owner. The realtor's parents sold every house on that street and in a five block radius as they began their business 40 years ago. And my friend would LOVE to go back to his family's beginnings and sell this familiar house on this familiar street. And by the way, I haven't seen him or his wife in a year. We also found out that we'll be attending the same concert tomorrow for a mutual friend &lt;a href="http://www.sharonkatz.com/"&gt;Sharon Katz and the Peace Train&lt;/a&gt; who is raising monies for a sucessful music therapy program for children whose lives have been affected by AIDS in South Afica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/R5uuUDdL-DI/AAAAAAAAAGY/AEZbJknICvQ/s1600-h/boink2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really fun to continually bump into these coincidences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/R5uuUDdL-DI/AAAAAAAAAGY/AEZbJknICvQ/s1600-h/boink2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159909457631377458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/R5uuUDdL-DI/AAAAAAAAAGY/AEZbJknICvQ/s400/boink2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;INTERACTION&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(watercolor crayon on mylar, 20.5" x 16.5")&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576520328179030659-1884405931417077565?l=paula-mandel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-mandel.blogspot.com/feeds/1884405931417077565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576520328179030659&amp;postID=1884405931417077565' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576520328179030659/posts/default/1884405931417077565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576520328179030659/posts/default/1884405931417077565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-mandel.blogspot.com/2008/01/what-goes-round-comes-round.html' title='What goes round comes round'/><author><name>paula l. mandel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16434721231830456899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/R5uuUDdL-DI/AAAAAAAAAGY/AEZbJknICvQ/s72-c/boink2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576520328179030659.post-1651318865830974367</id><published>2008-01-25T10:57:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T18:37:18.998-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gold leaf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thread'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lace of glass'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='printing on fabric'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flameworking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bobbins'/><title type='text'>Speaking of Grandmothers...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/R5oHPzdL-BI/AAAAAAAAAGI/hxaA5rTZSJc/s1600-h/p1010209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159444291198384146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/R5oHPzdL-BI/AAAAAAAAAGI/hxaA5rTZSJc/s400/p1010209.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mine was a top-notch seamstress for the International Ladies Garment Worker's Union for 50 (that's 5 decades!) years. With her "golden hands" she seamed the most detailed parts of ladie's shirts.: facings and collars. facings and collars. facings and collars. facings and collars. Over and over. For all those years. Sound a bit like drudgery? Think of how it was before the unions came into being. For fun, she used to make clothing for the family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/R5oHPDdL-AI/AAAAAAAAAGA/I_qVvi8PMDU/s1600-h/BEST+DETAIL+.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159444278313482242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/R5oHPDdL-AI/AAAAAAAAAGA/I_qVvi8PMDU/s400/BEST+DETAIL+.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In those days real men had wives who didn't work. And that was what my grandfather believed. Only my grandmother thought they needed the extra cash in order to put food on the table so she went to work against his will&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; A big step for a woman from the shtetl in Russia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/R5oHQDdL-CI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/G66ja8niW_o/s1600-h/Tower+of+industry+Grandmother+Stitches.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159444295493351458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/R5oHQDdL-CI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/G66ja8niW_o/s400/Tower+of+industry+Grandmother+Stitches.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;TOWER OF INDUSTRY: GRANDMOTHER STITCHES&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(flameworked glass, fabric, gold leaf, mixed media)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;This sculpture has been juried into a &lt;a href="http://www.philasculptors.org/events.htm"&gt;Philadelphia Sculptors' &lt;/a&gt;exibition at West Chester University, PA. The images of my grandmother are from one of my oil paintings, the sewing machine and lace are glass that I flameworked, the bobbins and spool were my grandmother's. There is even a cloth replication of her ILGWU card which she proudly carried.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576520328179030659-1651318865830974367?l=paula-mandel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-mandel.blogspot.com/feeds/1651318865830974367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576520328179030659&amp;postID=1651318865830974367' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576520328179030659/posts/default/1651318865830974367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576520328179030659/posts/default/1651318865830974367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-mandel.blogspot.com/2008/01/speaking-of-grandmothers.html' title='Speaking of Grandmothers...'/><author><name>paula l. mandel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16434721231830456899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/R5oHPzdL-BI/AAAAAAAAAGI/hxaA5rTZSJc/s72-c/p1010209.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576520328179030659.post-8964272287246892460</id><published>2008-01-22T18:11:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T18:37:03.279-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thorns'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peephole'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mirror'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sheet glass'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='egg'/><title type='text'>Our new Mayor</title><content type='html'>So, Philadelphia finally has a new mayor, Michael Nutter, who seems to be liked by many. Now that is a change for this city of Brotherly Love which holds the record for the past 2 years and it ain't for kissing. We had the highest murder rate of any city in the USofA. As soon as Mayor Nutter got into office, he declared an essential war on violence in the city and we all have a great deal of hope that he will be able to redirect all of this negative energy and pain.&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, one of my sculptures is being enjoyed by our new Mayor since it was chosen to be on exhibit outside his office as part of the Art in City Hall's juried exhibit by Mary Salvante entitled &lt;a href="http://artincityhall.org/int.asp#galleryProfessional-4"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;TOYING WITH ART &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; A perfect match for this artist who is currently working on a series of glass "toys"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;THE DOLLHOUSE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;(sheet glass, stained glass, cast glass, grass seed, thorns, egg, mirror, brass hinges)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/R5Z6Npu4QmI/AAAAAAAAAFY/5i_dREY2qGc/s1600-h/INCUBATOR+plate+glass,+brass,+rubber,+mixed+media.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158444798158848610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/R5Z6Npu4QmI/AAAAAAAAAFY/5i_dREY2qGc/s400/INCUBATOR+plate+glass,+brass,+rubber,+mixed+media.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Now this is not your ordinary dollhouse, since there are no windows or doors. It's other name is &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"INCUBATOR"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; which is fitting for this houses an egg. You know there's something inside (there are some branches protruding mysteriously out of the corners) , but it's hard to see inside unless you are putting your eye right up to the peephole. It's a protected yet somewhat thorny and dangerous world inside and if you look really carefully, you can see your eye blink inside the egg.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;inside the peephole:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/R5Z6N5u4QnI/AAAAAAAAAFg/LLY7dRXwK5w/s1600-h/INCUBATOR+(detail).JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158444802453815922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/R5Z6N5u4QnI/AAAAAAAAAFg/LLY7dRXwK5w/s400/INCUBATOR+(detail).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I hope Mayor Nutter took time to look inside. This piece reminds me of what it must feel like be a parent of children in a dicey neighborhood, where it's too scary to let them play outside, walk to the store or even go to school. We need to fix this immediately or we'll lose another generation of creative minds to violence and all of its repercussions.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576520328179030659-8964272287246892460?l=paula-mandel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-mandel.blogspot.com/feeds/8964272287246892460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576520328179030659&amp;postID=8964272287246892460' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576520328179030659/posts/default/8964272287246892460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576520328179030659/posts/default/8964272287246892460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-mandel.blogspot.com/2008/01/our-new-mayor.html' title='Our new Mayor'/><author><name>paula l. mandel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16434721231830456899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/R5Z6Npu4QmI/AAAAAAAAAFY/5i_dREY2qGc/s72-c/INCUBATOR+plate+glass,+brass,+rubber,+mixed+media.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576520328179030659.post-2811190884571817458</id><published>2008-01-20T17:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T21:09:44.599-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prismacolor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colored pencil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drawing'/><title type='text'>What is it about Family?</title><content type='html'>My husband's cousins (for those who know him, he does have one in every port) from Washington, DC visited us for brunch today. They brought their adorable midgets ("2 3/4, 5 1/2 and 7 3/4 years old") who we have had the pleasure of meeting 3-4 times in their teensy lives. They walked into the house as if we were their long lost cousins (?!) and gave us each a big bear hug. The saying that "blood is thicker than water" rang true as they knew at their oh-so-young ages that we had special meaning in their lives. Yet we are essentially strangers who piggyback onto each other's stories that go way back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/R5PNyZu4QjI/AAAAAAAAAE8/ucue5QMgmPc/s1600-h/Girl+on+a+Blue+Boy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157692264054014514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/R5PNyZu4QjI/AAAAAAAAAE8/ucue5QMgmPc/s400/Girl+on+a+Blue+Boy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PIGGYBACK &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;(Prismacolor on paper)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Those genes are powerful stuff when you get right down to it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576520328179030659-2811190884571817458?l=paula-mandel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-mandel.blogspot.com/feeds/2811190884571817458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576520328179030659&amp;postID=2811190884571817458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576520328179030659/posts/default/2811190884571817458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576520328179030659/posts/default/2811190884571817458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-mandel.blogspot.com/2008/01/what-is-it-about-family_20.html' title='What is it about Family?'/><author><name>paula l. mandel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16434721231830456899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/R5PNyZu4QjI/AAAAAAAAAE8/ucue5QMgmPc/s72-c/Girl+on+a+Blue+Boy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576520328179030659.post-8081664231896781018</id><published>2008-01-18T22:25:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T00:03:58.887-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Wrinkle in TIme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oil painting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portrait'/><title type='text'>a-MUSE-ing</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/R5Fts5u4QeI/AAAAAAAAADo/eM7ym4R_fNQ/s1600-h/A+Wrinkle+in+Time.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonite touched me deeply as I heard &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://jenniferhigdon.com/"&gt;Jennifer Higdon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, the reknowned composer living in Philly, talk about her desire to write a piece for violin, chorus and orchestra. She lacked a muse. As she wandered the hallowed halls of Curtis Institute, she met up with poet &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Jeanne Minahan&lt;/span&gt;. Her words inspired the music for &lt;em&gt;The Singing Rooms.&lt;/em&gt; The music as played by the Philadelphia Orchestra, The Philadelphia Singers and violinist Jennifer Koh inspired me as I listened. Minahan's first poem, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Three Windows: Two Versions of the Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; enveloped me as the words were sung (it's copyrighted so you'd better go buy her book of poems or the music to actually feel the mood!) and I relaxed into listening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just then the image of one of my paintings popped into my head: &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;A WRINKLE IN TIME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;(oil on canvas)&lt;/span&gt;. The huge painting of my husband and his much older father sharing the same space in a way they never had in real life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/R5Fts5u4QeI/AAAAAAAAADo/eM7ym4R_fNQ/s1600-h/A+Wrinkle+in+Time.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157023666495046114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/R5Fts5u4QeI/AAAAAAAAADo/eM7ym4R_fNQ/s400/A+Wrinkle+in+Time.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The connections continue as one muse bumps into another.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576520328179030659-8081664231896781018?l=paula-mandel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-mandel.blogspot.com/feeds/8081664231896781018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576520328179030659&amp;postID=8081664231896781018' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576520328179030659/posts/default/8081664231896781018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576520328179030659/posts/default/8081664231896781018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-mandel.blogspot.com/2008/01/circle-game_18.html' title='a-MUSE-ing'/><author><name>paula l. mandel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16434721231830456899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/R5Fts5u4QeI/AAAAAAAAADo/eM7ym4R_fNQ/s72-c/A+Wrinkle+in+Time.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576520328179030659.post-3805452502822472280</id><published>2008-01-18T10:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T17:25:01.810-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stained glass'/><title type='text'>art IS magic!</title><content type='html'>Three years ago I was determined to use my art to make a difference in the Philadelphia community. I am a strong believer that if we had more art in the world...real hands on magic would develop. There is something so exciting and transforming about starting with nothin' and ending up with somethin'. SO I decided to gather a group of artists together and get to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/R5DLEJu4QWI/AAAAAAAAACY/dhrzPIUAXHg/s1600-h/Michelle+Tyeash+Joan+Maurice+Abe+Samantha+Dale2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156844845531677026" style="WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 171px" height="130" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/R5DLEJu4QWI/AAAAAAAAACY/dhrzPIUAXHg/s200/Michelle+Tyeash+Joan+Maurice+Abe+Samantha+Dale2.jpg" width="202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Our mission is to teach stained glass to any interested 9-12th graders from a local city school's after-school program. We teach the kids to follow their dreams and make whatever they'd like. Glass artists and shops from the community have generously donated all kinds of goodies, and the church that hosts the after-school program helps out too. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;None of the students has ever actually created something from glass. Most have serious learning differences. Most can't concentrate for longer than a nano-second...except when they are working on their projects. Suddenly, they are focused for 2 hours. They don't fidget. They wait their turn patiently. They are calm. They are pleasant. They are thoughtful. They are proud. And they come up with some darn creative ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/R5DKwZu4QVI/AAAAAAAAACQ/P66ezfn6z0w/s1600-h/Shonell+at+work2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156844506229260626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/R5DKwZu4QVI/AAAAAAAAACQ/P66ezfn6z0w/s200/Shonell+at+work2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Today was one of those magical days. We had 17 kids (usually we have 8-10) and each one is excited and raring to go. Here are some photos from last year's projects...What do you think!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/R5DQ2Ju4QXI/AAAAAAAAACg/hPV3L8GD68A/s1600-h/Shannell.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156851202083275122" style="WIDTH: 131px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" height="200" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/R5DQ2Ju4QXI/AAAAAAAAACg/hPV3L8GD68A/s200/Shannell.JPG" width="49" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;After only one session, each student is on a new road as they learn about themselves. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576520328179030659-3805452502822472280?l=paula-mandel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-mandel.blogspot.com/feeds/3805452502822472280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576520328179030659&amp;postID=3805452502822472280' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576520328179030659/posts/default/3805452502822472280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576520328179030659/posts/default/3805452502822472280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-mandel.blogspot.com/2008/01/three-years-ago-i-was-determined-to-use.html' title='art IS magic!'/><author><name>paula l. mandel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16434721231830456899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/R5DLEJu4QWI/AAAAAAAAACY/dhrzPIUAXHg/s72-c/Michelle+Tyeash+Joan+Maurice+Abe+Samantha+Dale2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576520328179030659.post-6683537477495795195</id><published>2008-01-16T19:56:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T23:59:56.835-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Skewed View'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='glass'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flameworking'/><title type='text'>Once an Artist...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;SKEWED VIEW (flameworked glass, mixed media)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/R46r9Ju4QHI/AAAAAAAAAAY/CeeZ0LAOp7o/s1600-h/skewed+view.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156247690458710130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/R46r9Ju4QHI/AAAAAAAAAAY/CeeZ0LAOp7o/s400/skewed+view.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am about to embark on another unplanned and unpredicable voyage. Since my eloquent son, sister-in-law and artist bud each started blogs, I have realized that I need to express myself in words in order to maintain the ability to speak, a process which is rapidly diminishing over time. In fact, I used to be able to speak several languages and now find that English alone is a challenge. So I have made up my mind to create a trail of my travels and influences and the creations I develop as a result. In honor of my first post, here is a flameworked sculpture I made which celecbrates writing, painting, creativity...ART!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576520328179030659-6683537477495795195?l=paula-mandel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-mandel.blogspot.com/feeds/6683537477495795195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576520328179030659&amp;postID=6683537477495795195' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576520328179030659/posts/default/6683537477495795195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576520328179030659/posts/default/6683537477495795195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-mandel.blogspot.com/2008/01/once-artist.html' title='Once an Artist...'/><author><name>paula l. mandel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16434721231830456899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pkwI4m__lD4/R46r9Ju4QHI/AAAAAAAAAAY/CeeZ0LAOp7o/s72-c/skewed+view.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
