Poetry for Guitar: The Flightless Birds of the Livermore Yacht Club


In colorful silence on a nameless boathouse wall, flightless birds of the Livermore Yacht Club artfully display their tempered rigid wings.  Meanwhile, The Sparrows of Redhook, New York dream of flight in an endless sky, saving their voices for a reverberated cry of freedom.

Livermore birds

© 2015, Theresa Mae Funk.  All rights reserved.

Make Like a Nike: Just Do It!

I hesitated to post my ten minute doodle today for fear that the haphazard painting event was not “good enough” to share.  Then I realized that the fear of criticism or rejection of the work wasn’t the obstacle; it is my sensitivity about being compared to other artists who have had more formal training, or who are making their living full time from their creative endeavors that most often stifles me.  Then I remembered a piece of advice that Seth Godin once offered: “The act itself is more important than the output…When you keep the commitment to complete the act, the muse returns.”  And she is always welcomed here.

 Art Card Blog Post

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The True Value of Free Art

One of my four half-sisters recently commented on how much she liked an original piece of work on paper that I had given to one of my mentors as a thank you gift:

“Fleeting Summer” 3×6 inch mixed media on       paper. © 2015, Theresa Mae Funk. All rights       reserved.

In response to her comment, I decided that I would do a customized rendition of the piece on a larger scale and when finished, will ship the framed piece to her for her upcoming birthday.  I started sketching the gift today, and contemplate its true value.

Debs Gift

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Archie Nemesis

     My inspiration to spend time in my studio has waned in the past two weeks which was beginning to make me feel anxious, frustrated, and less than awesome.  I know I’m not alone in the struggle; there are many creatives out there that find themselves in this situation.  My need to create tends to get squelched by an over-scheduled work day and the negative conversations that rumble around in my head.  The former is temporary and can be modified to ensure that I’m spending at least 90 minutes each day in practice; the latter requires a bit more attention and determination to quell the noise.


     I had forgotten about the cartoon drawing of Archie Nemesis that I created during a telephone consultation with my mentor and Co-Active Coach, Susan Walker.   She advised that I acknowledge the negative thought when it happens, allow myself to feel the temporary self-doubt that the thought creates,  and then continue working. It is sensible and good advice, but sometimes more difficult to overcome depending on the frequency of the internal conversations.  Those are the times that I reach for my sketch pad to doodle that doo out. I also doodle the positive outcomes that I want to see happen in my life and it works. Every time.  Now back to the drawing board!


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Farm to Fork and the Plate on My Easel: Grandma Moses meets Mother Funk

Sacramento’s Farm-to-Fork Festival is scheduled for September 26th, and I just realized that I will be unable to make it.  I had hoped to spend the day tasting my way through the annual festival and establishing connections with the farmers from my region whose lifestyle is the focal point of my artwork.  I’m like a modern day Grandma Moses but instead of painting on fire boards, some of my work is done on paper plates.


“Uncle Ed” 6″ x 6″ mixed media on paper. © 2015, Theresa Mae Funk. All rights reserved.

Passing Shot: Driving in the Sierras

Sierra College

Photo credit: Amanda Crownover.

I never would have guessed that Disc Golf would become one of my favorite outdoor recreational activities, but it has.  My partner has been playing the sport for over 20 years and is, in part, responsible for getting me hooked.  That’s me in the photo throwing a backhand drive down the fairway of hole 12 on the Sierra College course in Truckee.  There are an estimated 233 courses in the state of California, and over 4000 registered courses in the United States according to the Disc Golf Association.  It is doubtful that I will play all of them, but I am certain that I will have fun trying.

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Smell the Jelly


We’ve been enjoying the Seedless Thompsons (also called Sultanas) since the middle part of June but the past few weeks of triple digit heat began to take its toll on the raisin cultivars. I decided to dedicate most of my weekend to the delectable chore of harvesting what remained on the twenty-something-year-old vine that grows in our yard.

Self Portrait

A reflective moment under the arbor was an opportune time for a self-portrait.

If our freezer would afford us the space to save twenty-four pounds of grapes, I may not have attempted the arduous process of making jelly.  It is trickier than I imagined and despite my good intentions and recipe, did not quite get the formula right.  Instead of jelly, we have a concoction that looks like syrup and tastes like honey.  Pancakes anyone?


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