tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-76369318030963089042024-02-02T15:54:21.215-05:00Costello Hinchey Fine Arts Studio and Appalachian Mountain Living<center>From the studios of artist, Linda Costello Hinchey, you will find an eclectic collection of fine art, handcrafts, sewing and fiber arts, costume creations, photography, native garden designs, singing and her many other curious passions for her Appalachian living.</center><p><center><a href="http://www.chstudios.net"> Visit CHStudios.net</a></center></p>CHStudiosNethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18154279763491247571noreply@blogger.comBlogger27125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7636931803096308904.post-55708911396643117182015-10-02T11:18:00.000-04:002015-10-02T11:30:57.045-04:00Handmade Freshwater Mussel Costume! <div style="text-align: center;">
<span style="color: #fce5cd; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16.08px;"><span style="background-color: black;">Hand designed, created and painted freshwater mussel costume by </span></span><a class="profileLink" data-hovercard="/ajax/hovercard/page.php?id=54496161259" href="https://www.facebook.com/chstudiosnet" style="background-color: black; cursor: pointer; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16.08px; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank"><b><span style="color: #b6d7a8;">Artist, L. Costello Hinchey</span></b></a><span style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16.08px;"><span style="background-color: black;"><b><span style="color: #b6d7a8;"> </span></b><span style="color: #fce5cd;">through a grant from the U.S. Fish and Wildlife for the </span></span></span><a class="profileLink" data-hovercard="/ajax/hovercard/page.php?id=17369762671" href="https://www.facebook.com/pages/Upper-Tennessee-River-Roundtable/17369762671" style="background-color: black; color: #fce5cd; cursor: pointer; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16.08px; text-decoration: none;"><span style="color: #fce5cd;">Upper Tennessee River Roundtable</span></a><span style="color: #fce5cd; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16.08px;"><span style="background-color: black;"> at </span></span><a class="profileLink" data-hovercard="/ajax/hovercard/page.php?id=113663985332576" href="https://www.facebook.com/WolfeCreekArt" style="color: #fce5cd; cursor: pointer; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16.08px; text-decoration: none;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #fce5cd;">CHStudios.net - Fine Art</span></a><span style="background-color: black; color: #fce5cd; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16.08px;">s.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">This little girl is named Socks and she is going to be a special gift this Christmas. ...And done in plenty of time to be matted, framed and wrapped to put under the tree. </span> </span></div>
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<span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">This is one of the more charming ideas I've come across lately! And I'm excited to blog about it. How many of you have a drawer full of those old tote bags? I must have a dozen or more of just the recycle bags, alone!!! Okay, tell me how cute this is! </span>
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Now, I can think of a bazillion people to gift these to! First of all my mother would love one of these for Mother's Day. And I know my grandmother would have loved this, too! I have friends who shop with these instead of paper or plastic. And I'm making one, or two ;), for myself. I can see myself carrying my groceries out of the store in these. This is one of those times when being called a bag lady wouldn't be so bad!</div>
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I love the rosettes. I think you could add so many cute embellishments! ...Buttons, old costume jewelry, pom poms, spray fabric paint, feathers (they are hot right now)...</div>
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This could even be a great no-sew project if you used the iron on tape to adhere the ruffles and fabric glue to fasten the buttons or rosettes. <a href="http://pinterest.com/costellohinchey/crafts-diy-to-do-ideas/" target="_blank">Pinterest</a> has loads of ideas for creating rosettes and other embellishments. And other DIY projects. For the sewing tutorial on this project visit <a href="http://www.susieharrisblog.com/2010/05/diy-almost-no-sew-ruffle-purse.html" target="_blank">Susie's page</a>.</div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Bald Eagles (Haliaeetus leucocephalus). This was taken today on our way home along the North Fork of the Holston River near Hayters Gap & Poor Valley Virginia. I was driving so my son grabbed my camera and did the best he could. I think he did a great job on the fly. Very, very exciting!!!! Kudos, Sunny!!!</span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">This is a Ruffed Grouse (Bonasa umbelius) Partridge in Red Phase. She nests in our front yard and we’ve seen her numerous times. She doesn’t seem at all as shy as they usually are. She let me get within abt. 15 ft. of her (to take this shot) and let me linger for abt. 5 min. taking shot after shot, before flying off. It also appears that she has an injury just above her eye. She’s a sweet little thing. Washington Co., Virginia, USA</span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Yellow Goldfinch at our home in Poor Valley, in the Appalachian mountains. Taken in Springtime in the mountains of Southwest Virginia (USA) along the edge of a large field. For years it seemed as though we didn't see them. Now we see more and more every year. Every time I see one, I can’t help but smile. They usually pair for life and the lovely females often have a olive-green hue.</span></div>
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I ran across this photograph from back in abt. 1991 when I was honored to meet up with Alison Krauss (and some of the Union Station) and join in a pickin' party backstage after one of her concerts in Johnson City, TN. That was a great night. I have more photos of us singing together and am trying to dig those out.CHStudiosNethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18154279763491247571noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7636931803096308904.post-7303051501093068312012-01-15T01:00:00.000-05:002012-01-15T01:07:58.228-05:00Poor Valley - The Band<div style="text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;">Years ago, as fate would have it for two kindred
spirits, I ran across a distant cousin on one of my boundless genealogy
crusades in 2009. What has blossomed from then is</span><a href="https://www.facebook.com/PoorValleyBand?sk=wall" style="font-size: 12pt;" target="_blank"> Poor Valley, The Band. Find and follow us on Facebook</a></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://www.facebook.com/PoorValleyBand?sk=wall" target="_blank">Jon Burge</a></td></tr>
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Bound by a common ancestor, Karen met Linda in 2009 and they have been tuning their sister-like harmonies to Karen's originals and oodles of traditional tunes since early 2010. Jon Burge plays guitar, mandolin and bass, depending on necessity, and adds his rich baritone harmonies at every appropriate chance. Their family style trio is just starting to record and hoping to be appearing at a listening room near you in the very near future.</div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">These are the days I love here on Little Mountain ridge which is nestled in the middle Appalachian Mountain Range. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">There is something mysterious and comforting about this landscape I live in. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Living here evokes feelings of a peaceful happiness, comfort, and a strange connection to my ancestors who survived these mountains long ago.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><i>And come to rest upon the ground</i></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><i>To lay a carpet, rich and rare,</i></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><i>Beneath the trees without a care,</i></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><i>Content to sleep, their work well done,</i></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><i>Till all the trees stand stark and bare.</i></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><i>Exhausted, drop to earth below</i></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: inherit;">I’m venting here… I have another finished portrait. Again, I can’t help but complain about my scanner. This scanner of mine doesn’t quite show the detail and all the ranges of tone and depth that I work so hard to capture that is present in the original portrait. I have the large oversized drawing scanned and copied at the UPS Store then I bring it home and scan the smaller version on my </span></span>basic<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: inherit;"> Epson scanner. …Between the two processes, I loose an awful lot of the original portrait in this final JPG image.</span></span></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: inherit;">I used to use my mother's HP scanner printer because of its larger scan bed. I really liked it a little better than my current Epson scanner printer. </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: inherit;">My current model Epson printer/scanner doesn’t capture the true detail of my work. I end up with a very pixelled scan, no matter what setting (photo, grey scale, etc.) or resolution depth I use. The scan is just not true. And after ALL that work, I’d really like to have it perfectly and accurately documented before it is sent out forever. So, I’d like to find not only a printer that prints accurate and true, but I would like to find one with the same in a scanner with a very large bed, to boot!!!! Impossible?</span></span></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small; font-style: inherit;">How hard it is to find a scanner & printer with an exceptionally large scan bed? Most artists know that not all your work is under an 8×10. And it is just as difficult to photograph your work and have it accurate than it is to have a crappy scanner. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Also, my third pet peeve of Epson is not just that the ink is expensive and doesn’t seem to last, but if ANY of the color cartridges run out, you can’t print anything!!! Not even black and white! …Not until you buy that color cartridge and replace it!</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">I've done a little research with the help of some kind folks. This is a little of what I've found out. It's better to buy your scanner separate from your printer. Look for a large format scanner that specializes in Photo or Graphic Arts scanning. These will be pricey but I'm told, well worth the money. You have to remember that if you have a high quality scan of your work and you haven't sold the artist's copyright, then you can still make money from that scan!! You're customers may want to order products made for the scanned image (note cards, t-shirts, canvas prints, posters, etc.) And if it's not personalized the general public may be interested in buying these products. </span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Until I purchase a quality scanner, I will opt to have my work scanned in town by a professional. </span></div>CHStudiosNethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18154279763491247571noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7636931803096308904.post-43427983809957682812011-10-07T14:43:00.001-04:002011-10-07T14:50:24.566-04:00Find Linda Costello Hinchey on Redbubble<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;">You can find the artist, Linda Costello Hinchey, on <a href="http://www.redbubble.com/people/chstudios/portfolio">Redbubble.com</a>. Her photography, drawing commissions and other art is showcased here and is updated frequently.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;">My day started like most typical days. ...Having done my chores, worked on some creative projects (which included finishing up a dog portrait), had a customary phone conversation with one of my besties, I decided to sit down at the computer to do stuff. I have an outdoor audio monitor that allows me to hear every detail of what's going on outside my property (including a half a mile down out each way). And I'm not exaggerating when I say I can hear every detail. I can actually hear the snow lit down in a heavy snow storm! This can be a good thing and a bad thing depending on who or what is making noise outside at the time. Some of my favorite sounds, that I’ve come to look forward to, is the rainfall, crickets, frogs and screech owls that sing to each other in the night. Many times I would hear random sounds from one of our dogs or cats. Some of the not-so-amusing sounds are dogs barking and the neighbors bickering off in the distance. For the sake of my sanity, I'm content to say that I‘ve learned to block much of this unnecessary racket out.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;">Part of this story is heartbreaking and involves the death of our dog that had happened a week prior and the absence of his presence. (I’ve written more about that in an earlier blog post.) Someone from the neighboring property took a high powered rifle, aimed through the trees and fence and shot our sweet Jakers as he stood in our backyard. I've lived on this property for over 36 years and we have always had a dog living in our backyard. One of the more joyously predictable noises I had come to hear was our dog <a href="http://www.redbubble.com/people/chstudios/art/3879043-let-me-rest-fer-a-spell?c=101384-pet-photography">Jakers</a>. …Thankfully, he rarely barked. He saved that for all serious warnings. What I characteristically heard from him was his breathing and the soft patter of his steps, as he would walk around in our backyard. As I said, I expected to hear him anytime the monitor was on and that was a comfort in my soul and would always make me smile. And now, before I can continue, I need to take a break, take a deep breath and wipe my tears away… I miss him so… For several weeks after his death the monitor was eerily void of all sounds. That was mysterious within its self. Nevertheless, I had continually caught myself inadvertently listening for him in the monitor. The silence was heartrending. What the silence did was to cause me to listen harder, I’m sure. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;">And on this day, starting about 11:30am, I began to hear what sounded like hammering from next door. What you have to know, in order to understand the occurrences better, is that by this time there were no neighbors. They had been evicted. Except for the neighbors to our right, we don’t have any other houses nearby. Not unless you want to take a hike down a dirt road across several creeks and onto the main road. And, although there is a rental property next door, it is still a distance a way, separated by a deep hollowed ravine with a babbling brook at the bottom. I dismissed the banging, thinking it was the landlord of the property doing some repairs. For the entire two hours I heard the non-stop banging of what sounded like a sledgehammer. I continued on with my stuff... <o:p></o:p></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;">I kept working until about 1:30pm.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;">I decided that I wanted to take a little catnap about this time. I was getting a little annoyed by this time that the work next door hadn't taken a break. I decided to go outside to feed the cats and see what my neighbor was working on. To my surprise there was no one next door and the sound was not coming from there at all but coming from directly behind my home just at the edge of the mountains above an old road. My first reaction was anger. You should understand that I was still in deep state of mourning for Jakers and I was in a severe defensive state. Without thinking I marched up the dirt road in my flip-flops to harass whoever it was back there. I need to reiterate the fact that I did not stop to reason this out. This had been a constant banging that went on for over two hours straight! And this was no trivial banging either. It sounded like someone taking a small log and pounding it against a good size tree! Who would do that? Yet, I didn't think about any of these things. I marched on! I arrived at the point where the banging was the loudest (without leaving the road). It was an area of the road that went straight up a bank that was visually and physically dense... covered in Mountain Laurels and Canadian Hemlock. I estimated the sound to be about 20ft away from me on the other side of the thicket. I could hear the quiet movement and the loud methodic whacks did not stop. . I pulled the home phone out of my pocket and dialed my husbands cell. I yelled very loudly that I was calling the sheriff’s department (except that I called my hubby instead). At this moment the sounds stopped (</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;">after almost 2 ½ hours</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;">). Now, I also have to let you know that I bought this home and land from my parents and had been living on this property since 1975. We walk our property frequently. Even in the winter. I remember playing in these woods as a young girl, too. And I do recall hearing similar sounds when I roamed those mountain forests behind the house. At the time, I didn't question it and probably dismissed it as trees banging together. I proceeded to tell my husband what I was hearing and as I was telling him the banging started again!!! So, I put my hubby on speakerphone. He heard it too. The first question out of his mouth was (and you have to be aware that he is a former cop), “what the hell are you doing up there? Go back to the house!” Jarring me to my senses, I hurried down the road to the house and sat at the window overlooking the back yard, waiting for my kids to get home from school. </span><br />
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<span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: #660000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"><b>What could reach that far up a tree with that size of log and beat for over 3 hours straight.</b></span></span><br />
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<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;">Could a deer or bear or other Eastern North American creature manage such a task?</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"> </span></span></b><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;">Why continue to beat on a tree with me standing just a stones throw away?</span></b></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;">If were a human, what were his/her intentions?</span></b></span></div>
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<span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: #660000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"><b><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;">Why haven't I heard this sound before and since? ...Other than in my childhood.</span></span></b></span></span><br />
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In addition to the "reason for the season", here are a few of our simple traditions... Making gingerbread houses right after Thanksgiving with my family and friends. We always go to the <a href="http://www.bristolmotorspeedway.com/events/autotrader_com_speedway_in_lights_powered_by_tva/">Bristol Raceway</a> to see the lights. We always look for a bald "dug tree w/roots" for our holiday tree so we can plant it in our spacious back yard. We feel it's one of the many special things we can do for the environment. Every year we buy a new ornament for each of us to put on the tree. Then we make "dough" and make ornaments. By the time the kids are grown and start a family of their own, they have a wonderful collection to add to of their own! We always look forward to <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Caroling">caroling</a>. And the last few years we've had the snow to make the event perfectly festive! And speaking of snow! We always cut out enough snowflakes to cover the doors and frames around the house. Have you heard the old saying that when you start cutting out snowflakes that it will snow? I think it works! My children "camp out" with sleeping bags, etc. under the lit tree on Christmas night after the packages are all opened. How many folks open one gift on Christmas Eve? And my son is a health nut and insists we leave veggies, low fat cheese and whole grain crackers with skim milk for Santa! We've started a new tradition this year in our family... Our children have are in the <a href="http://chfinearts.blogspot.com/2010/11/clinch-mountain-christmas.html">"Clinch Mountain Christmas"</a> play and pageant at the Hayters Gap Community Center. We are thrilled to learn that this is the 1st annual!<br />
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<i>stamped, inked, imprinted, eternally seen</i>. ~Cynthia OzickCHStudiosNethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18154279763491247571noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7636931803096308904.post-71789908155783660972010-11-19T10:17:00.004-05:002010-11-19T10:35:14.396-05:005 Virginia Treasures!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">5 Inspirations for the creation of this Deacon's Bench!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
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It's hard to believe Hayters Gap was a booming community at one time. Although, I do still recognize two buildings in this old photograph, everything else is remotely the same. Whether in a car or cycling, if you have the pleasure of riding though Hayters Gap and the Poor Valley area stop just past the community center and look for the church and the little wood frame home by the road. </div>
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CHStudiosNethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18154279763491247571noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7636931803096308904.post-9428755778752206392010-11-17T13:19:00.000-05:002010-11-17T13:19:51.928-05:00A Clinch Mountain ChristmasThe Play will be on Sunday December 19th at 7 PM. The evening will include the play<br />
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A Clinch Mountain Christmas and Nativity Pageant all played by children 18 years and under. I'll update this blog with more info. (photos, cast, etc.) as the play progresses. The event will be held at the Hayters Gap Community Center in Washington County, Virginia. For more info. please leave me a message here or call 276-944-4442 (Hayters Gap Library).<br />
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We are also looking for folks who can build three walls for our set. And I will be posting a list of set and wardrobe props that are needed if anyone wants to donate or loan them for this event. Thank you and check back often for updates!!! <br />
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<div style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: center;"><i>"...love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation."</i></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: center;">(Kabil Gibran) </div></div>CHStudiosNethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18154279763491247571noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7636931803096308904.post-16714433572147436852010-11-14T11:57:00.003-05:002010-11-14T12:45:04.328-05:00All Pets Go to Heaven | Blogs | FemaleNetwork.com<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.chstudios.net/06photo_op_digital_photo2_art.html" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRq134dZoAmn0JeKf96vnOF5q9hMg46AN_Z5uFgLWfwxHcLOhl6DVnmuJzvO5T7aVF5oHSELsgrHJathvaha9TYWsCFHNflYZczo7MCyyYJRXlw_lbDI2i0PkVxZObzNLfeWFas3LYgKg/s320/05memoriallogoc.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>After visiting several sites about pet grieving, I stumbled across the blog below on <a href="http://www.femalenetwork.com/blogs/play-paws-rewind/all-pets-go-to-heaven">All Pets Go to Heaven</a>. I realized that history shows that many times our pets grieve for us just as deeply.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="mailto:chs5guard-net@yahoo.com"><img border="0" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnJ5VTAe9ktmiM-aEjLIHaIXv1sgqNUJ0uGIW_gx_1piKjXJ_cxTwypfHHcLOAkYiNne33aVMAxXBTk0ny-OtpRyyMH7j1wFzRx9rY5A_mc8hIjSy7RHWbOBofpmJnzIxdbnSx-jY2X60/s320/IMG_7474.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">This was the epitaph she chose for the stone. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-------------------------------------------------------</div><div style="text-align: center;">"<i>A heart of gold stopped beating,</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Two shining eyes at rest.</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>God broke my heart to prove,</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>He only takes the best." Author Unknown</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><br />
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</div>CHStudiosNethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18154279763491247571noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7636931803096308904.post-9106757405877999812010-11-12T15:33:00.001-05:002022-07-19T18:04:57.828-04:00Leaving her mark...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="mailto:chstudios@yahoo.com"><img border="0" height="511" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7y6dXv-48P-F6yMnFdtz16tKmTkwawHOLnGy5pMN7lF_ZTtVBA2h132kyVOyH3cAu2WCismo3atm23FVHuzkwDUOTAsOQCyim-ZP8g4C304moDkdwwcRs9Gh6q76u-NmfQlSnv8QKok0/w682-h511/CHStudios.net.jpg" width="682" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Over the past 25 years, Linda has been commissioned to dream the most timeless creations from restaurant & children's murals to garden & interior furnishings and decor.</div>
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" I try to blend a bit of the out-of-doors into what I'm working on.<br />
I don't see a plain wall or worn piece of furniture as useless... I tend to let the pieces 'evolve' on their own as they are already old, and Father Time has already allowed them to age to a patina of their own choosing... it's fantastic! It is much like a blank canvas to me... I tend to do extensive research on my projects... even when it may not make sense to others why I may do so... and my mind is always busy with so many ideas...!"<br />
Ahhhhhhhh, variety IS the spice of life..."<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: right;">More about the artist...</div><div style="text-align: right;">L. Costello Hinchey was born in Torrejón de Ardoz, Madrid, Spain. She now lives in the breathtaking Appalachian Mountains of Washington County Virginia.</div><div style="text-align: right;">Her formal education began at Virginia Highlands Community College, going on to an academic scholarship at Virginia Intermont College with a Bachelor of Arts degree in Fine Arts. </div><div style="text-align: right;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="text-align: left;">Since then she has been doing a variety of personal and commissioned artwork. Presently she divides her time between her devoted family and her home studio. Her work has found homes in many states and has been sold in various marketplace shops and outlets along the east coast region. Her work is equally as popular with interior designers and decorators in the area. Much of her work is inspired by her mountain home environment! And my family supports and inspires me more than anything.</span></div>CHStudiosNethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18154279763491247571noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7636931803096308904.post-35927844037993378852010-11-11T17:45:00.006-05:002022-07-19T17:55:41.257-04:0015 Best & Most Famous Veteran's Quotes<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="border-bottom-style: none; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-width: initial; list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: none; list-style: none; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin: 0px 0px 8px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding: 0px;"></div><span class="Apple-style-span" face="Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, sans-serif" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"></span><br />
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<ul><li style="font-family: Arial, "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">"The most persistent sound which reverberates through men's history is the beating of war drums." -Arthur Koestler</li>
<li style="font-family: Arial, "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">"I dream of giving birth to a child who will ask, 'Mother, what was war?'" -Eve Merriam</li>
<li style="font-family: Arial, "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">"Valor is stability, not of legs and arms, but of courage and the soul." -Michel de Montaigne</li>
<li style="font-family: Arial, "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">"In war, there are no unwounded soldiers." -Jose Narosky</li>
<li style="font-family: Arial, "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">"We often take for granted the very things that most deserve our gratitude." -Cynthia Ozick</li>
<li style="font-family: Arial, "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">"The more we sweat in peace the less we bleed in war." -Vijaya Lakshmi Pandi</li>
<li style="font-family: Arial, "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">"Freedom is never free." -Author Unknown</li>
<li style="font-family: Arial, "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">"How important it is for us to recognize and celebrate our heroes and she-roes!" -Maya Angelou</li>
<li style="font-family: Arial, "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">"When our perils are past, shall our gratitude sleep?" -George Canning</li>
<li style="font-family: Arial, "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">"Courage is almost a contradiction in terms. It means a strong desire to live taking the form of readiness to die." -G.K. Chesterton</li>
<li style="font-family: Arial, "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">"This nation will remain the land of the free only so long as it is the home of the brave." -Elmer Davis</li>
<li style="font-family: Arial, "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">"But the freedom that they fought for, and the country grand they wrought for, Is their monument today, and for aye." -Thomas Dunn English</li>
<li style="font-family: Arial, "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">"Lord, bid war's trumpet cease; Fold the whole earth in peace." -Oliver Wendell Holmes</li>
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</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" face="'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif" style="color: #444444;"><span class="Apple-style-span" face="'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif" style="font-size: 14px;">We're celebrating the birth of my firstborn, our son, our sunshine, our Sunny. He is the first grandson to be born in our crazy family. He is an "Old Soul". A true Scorpio. We gave him the nickname Sunshine, which has evolved to Sunny because of the lullaby I sang to him as an infant. Interestingly, he is a Sun Scorpio because he was born on the 10th. From the day he was born I've always prayed for him forever happiness, health, and a long life. I have to say how proud I am of Preston and so thankful for him. All my love on your birthday, Sunny!</span></span></div>CHStudiosNethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18154279763491247571noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7636931803096308904.post-50174702563449862672010-11-09T10:37:00.004-05:002022-07-19T17:38:05.706-04:00Murdered while playing... In September of 2010, our sweet sweet beautiful boy was shot and killed in his own fenced-in yard by a neighbor with a high-powered rifle. My heart is crushed. We are devastated. And we will miss him always. The monster that shot him did it for pleasure. The only residence near to us is within a stone's throw directly adjacent to us only separated by a deep ravine-type hollow. The trailer is not a permanent residence for anyone. Or hasn't been for about 15 years. It's rented out more often than not to trash that move in and out about every 6 months or so. The woman who was renting it at the time of Jaker's death had frequent parties with male visitors who frequently set up "targets" in the backyard that crossed over onto our property from the side and across the back. The shot that took him down could have ONLY come from the direction of that yard and only with a scope could they have taken him down through the crowded trees. This was confirmed by the deputy that came to take the report. And the scariest part of this is, that our children frequently played all along that area of our property. Nothing was done. The deputy said that this was an unfortunate incident but that nothing more could be done by them. I've lived here since 1975 and I've never had a pet shot by any of our long-time neighbors. The "renter" has since moved and it's devastatingly quiet outside now. And for several days following, it even seemed as if the birds and other wildlife were silenced by the shooting. <br />
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<blockquote><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f9cb9c;">"One last word of farewell, dear master and mistress. Whenever you visit my grave, say to yourselves with regret but also happiness in your hearts at the remembrance of my... ...happy life with you: 'Here lies one who loves us and whom we loved.' No matter how deep my sleep I shall hear you, and not all the power of death can keep my spirit from wagging a grateful tail."</span></blockquote><br />
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About the above image: This was the perfect day for playing in the snow. Jakers, who was one of our rescues, constantly dodged and chased the sleigh riders ALL day. It's a hard job, but some doggies gotta do it! Btw, you may not be able to tell here, but he is further off the ground than it appears and his floppy ears don't normally stand up on their own! We're fairly sure he was part foxhound but not sure what else. ...Maybe, beagle...? <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;">(Snow Storm of Dec. 2009, Southwest, Virginia in the mountains of Washington County near Big Tumbling Creek and Saltville.) </span><br />
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Jakers was a sweet dog. We said he had an "old soul" despite being only 4 years old when murdered. He was kind beyond words and had a deep adoration for his family. Okay, maybe he wasn't so kind to skunks. BUT, I have to say on behalf of his integrity, we never knew him to have actually killed a skunk. ...Just harass them! And even now, if we get a whiff of that horrid odor we instantly think of Jakers. It's amusing to think that the smell of skunk can evoke such pleasant and endearing feelings.<br />
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I plan to use the above photographs for future pet portraits. ...Maybe one in graphite and the other in watercolor...CHStudiosNethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18154279763491247571noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7636931803096308904.post-71193676754449270192010-11-08T14:52:00.004-05:002022-07-19T17:28:18.983-04:00Newfoundland Portrait Poster from Zazzle.com<a href="http://www.zazzle.com/newfoundland_portrait_poster-228081105364834572?gl=chstudios5&rf=238009098064402367">Newfoundland Portrait Poster from Zazzle.com</a><br />
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This is one of my favorite dog renderings. I was contacted by a Newfie organization for a donation. The woman who helps run the organization sent me numerous photographs of various Newfoundlands dogs and as it turns out, I chose her dog for the portrait! He was a chocolate Newfoundland which is why his nose is lighter than you would expect for a dog drawing. I also tried out a different brand of graphite pencil which I ended up liking very much. I like the tonal range I was able to bring out in this drawing.</div>CHStudiosNethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18154279763491247571noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7636931803096308904.post-76617835436368501292010-11-05T10:22:00.003-04:002022-07-19T17:26:48.131-04:00Costello Hinchey Studios<a href="http://chstudios.redbubble.com/">Costello Hinchey Studios</a><br />
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