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Hi friends!
Did a little photo shoot for some friends….
One of the photos that I burned to their CD will be selected for their Christmas card.
YOU GUYS! I had NO idea you were such hams! 
The process….
Added a leetle bigger smile at the last minute!
Some of my latest commissions. For sizing and pricing check out hannahmcdonald.com. Some of my prices are about to go up and some will stay the same.
xo
Hannah
“Even though Grandpa went to be with Jesus we’ll never stop loving him.” That’s what my little man had to say about his great grandfather, whose life we will be remembering and honoring this weekend. We’ll miss you, Grandpa Dan.
Taken at our house on Father’s Day 2010
In case you’ve been to Some Bagels recently and wondered who painted the wall black and hung up artwork….. It…was….ME!! xox
Good morning! I have been having fun perusing Becca Kallem’s artwork. Those little birdie tags down below are a gift from her. Artists do that, sometimes. She gave me permission to share some images from her website with you. You can check out her blog here and website here. Enjoy! I certainly have!
This little oil-painted lass is by Emily Winfield Martin, author of Inside a black Apple blog, and a book I have called the Black Apple Paper Doll primer that I like quite a lot. Emily is a Pacific Northwest artist, and has been a guest on Martha Stewart. She has a very distinctive whimsical style as you can see by perusing her Etsy shop or BuyOlympia. FUN!! Another fun read is her auxiliary blog cataloging her vintage finds, Some Girls Wander By Mistake.
This picture haunts me in a good way. Can you guess what this woman is doing? She is praising the Lord. Her starved body is in that bed in Kenya, but her spirit is absolutely not. Whenever I see this picture, taken by Josh Reeder, I think of the passage in Habakkuk 3:17-18
17 Though the fig tree does not bud
and there are no grapes on the vines,
though the olive crop fails
and the fields produce no food,
though there are no sheep in the pen
and no cattle in the stalls,
18 yet I will rejoice in the LORD,
I will be joyful in God my Savior.
A small part of me wants to argue with this woman. Why praise? But that, I suppose is the beauty of it. She is the authority on suffering here, and she still has chosen praise. There isn’t a more powerful testimony than that. And this picture…well, I’ve been meaning to get around to asking Josh to make a print of it for me. I think it is a hard picture to see, but I think it will work on my soul. I suppose that is what art is for, no?
Dear Luna, I am sorry that things didn’t work out and that we ‘abandoned’ you. I hope you know it was for the best that you live at MeeMaw and Grandpa’s house, and that you know we still love you, even though we couldn’t quite…tolerate you. I should have seen this coming when the Nashville neighbors started calling you Lunatic. You really are, my dear, you really are.
artisallaroundus 