If you purchased something from me in 2020, you’ve been automatically entered to win a surprise art-filled package chock-full of good stuff.
I thought it would be hilariously fun to award a second surprise art-filled package to the very last person to place an order via my website during 2020 — which is to say at or before 11:59:59 PM EST on December 31, 2020.
If you haven’t yet made a purchase this year or you’d like an additional entry to win, do either or both of these things to enter:
POST a pic of your fave RASJ piece on social media page & TAG me.
TAG two friends in the comment section of THIS POST!
For TEN extra entries, attend my last FINAL ZOOM tonight at 7pm EST!
FINAL ZOOM MARKET with RASJACOBSON
Meeting ID: 810 6805 4785
*Giveaway closes at midnight EST on December 31, 2020. Winners will be announced on January 1, 2021. Open to United States residents only. This giveaway is in no way sponsored, endorsed, or administrated by or associated with Facebook or Instagram. It’s just me, wanting to start 2021 off in a positive way!
Dear All, I hope you will mark your calendars and consider shopping small this year.
Tuesday, November 24 at 7pm EST
ZOOM HOLIDAY SHOPPING with RASJACOBSON #3
Meeting ID: 830 0878 6022
Saturday, December 5 at 9:30pm EST
ZOOM HOLIDAY SHOPPING with RASJACOBSON #4
Meeting ID: 822 8835 8208
Wednesday, December 9 at 7-9pm
ZOOM HOLIDAY SHOPPING with RASJACOBSON #5
Meeting ID: 810 6805 4785
Hope to see you online!
Thank you in advance for your support!
This year, it’s all online!
Original Art • Prints • Masonite Tiles • Magnets • Ornaments
Please join me . . .
Tuesday, 11/17 at 7-9PM EST
via FACEBOOK LIVE
Click inside the event THANKFUL FOR ONLINE SHOPPING
Hope to see you online!
Thank you in advance for your support!
Not too long ago, I went on a long walk with a stranger.
He was someone new, and I was excited to get to know him, so I asked a lot of questions.
He told me about his parents. His friends. How he fell off his path. His recovery. He cried, and I hugged him.
For a time we walked in silence and, after a while, I asked him one more question.
“Is there anything you’d like to know about me?”
He looked at me with confusion. He was so baffled by the question he actually stopped walking.
“Not really,” he said.
That was our first and last walk.
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This interaction was shocking for me because, as most of you know, I’m a connector.
I find other people endlessly fascinating, and I ask a lot of questions when I’m interested in someone or something.
But I like to have an exchange.
And I’m *really* missing the exchange these days.
I hunger for intimate conversation, and I miss sitting across from and looking into another person’s eyes.
One of the ways that I share myself is by sharing my art, and the lack of festivals this year has been really tough.
Since COVID started, I’ve been making art in isolation.
To show you who I am.
So you can tell me who you are.
So we can have that exchange.
Sometimes the lack of exchange feels a little like when that guy — that stranger — had nothing to ask me.
To me, that response felt a lot like: ‘I don’t care about you.’
I am truly having to dig deep to mind that gap and ignore that stupid, stupid voice.
‘Cuz I *know* folks care about me, whether or not they buy my artwork.
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If you are so inclined, please check out my latest offerings on my website. I’ve got new magnets, and I’m offering gift cards this year, including some cool bundles for the upcoming holidays — and I’m going to make some cute ornaments, too. So stay tuned!
PS: My ZOOM ART CLASSES are going well, so if you’d like a private class or you’d prefer to work in a group, drop me a line or leave a comment & I’ll send you the details. I’d love to connect with you in this way.
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What are you doing to stay mentally strong during these confusing times?
I’ve finally uploaded a whole bunch of new artwork to my website.
If you click on my new category, WATERCOLOR ART, you’ll see pieces I’ve created since March 6, 2020.
Since we’ve all been physically-distanced from each other.
For those of you who have been with me since 2014, you know I’ve moved through different stages with this art stuff.
First there were hearts.
The the critters showed up.
Then the girlies were born.
And now my artwork is changing again.
There is an emphasis on lines and movement and connection.
Because I am sooooo missing connection!
As always, if you are looking for a special gift, please check out my website because now — in addition to magnets & prints & masonite tiles & original acrylic work — I am also offering affordable original watercolors.
And when you click over, you’ll notice that I have included the story of how each piece was created!
So that’s new, too!
I hope you are all safe and well.
And I hope to see you all very soon.
A friend from college contacts me to tell me that my gnome paintings resonate with her. “I want one,” she tells me via Instagram.
I tell her I am flattered – and that there are several incarnations of my “punny” gnomes, each with its own saying.
There’s GNOME place like home.
Make yourself at GNOME.
Take me GNOME, country road.
Oh, give me GNOME where the buffalo roam.
The chickens have come GNOME to roost.
Boldly go where GNOME one has gone before.
(I could go on for hours, but you get the idea.)
Anyhoo, we go back and forth for a while – and while I’m waiting for her to respond to me, I sell three of the paintings.
Concerned that she won’t get the one she wants, I decide to send Lizzie a quick text.
‘People are snatching up all my gnomes. Which one do you want?’
I include several photos, including these.
An hour later, I receive a response.
‘You’ve got the wrong person, but those gnomes are cute. How much are they?’
Long story short, my friend got a new phone number last year.
(She forgot to tell me.)
But that wrong number text?
It turned into a sale to a complete stranger down in North Carolina.
How cool is THAT?
So while I doubt texting random wrong numbers will always result in sales, today’s ooooops moment was definitely something that deceased artist, Bob Ross, would have called a ‘happy accident.’
I’m often quick to focus on all the ways it seems the Universe is out to get me, but today I recognize that sometimes my mistakes work out to my benefit. Probably more than I realize.
Soooo what’s going right for you these days?
PS: If you’d like a gnome of your own, original paintings are $40 shipped anywhere in the continental USA.
The gnomes above currently reside in Florida, North Carolina, New York & Pennsylvania.
As you probably know, all festivals in New York State have been cancelled thru the end of July due to COVID-19, and I assume more cancellations will follow.
One thing I knew before COVID-19 that has become even more obvious during this weird time is that I really miss having daily contact with people in real life.
To cope with the isolation, I started painting LIVE on Facebook.
Having people watch & comment while I paint has been a lifeline for me, and so many people started following along with my lessons that I decided to offer individual & group online painting classes via ZOOM, which have been surprisingly enjoyable!
I’ve developed an eight session curriculum which includes:
BASIC COLOR STUDY (1 session)
BASIC FACES (1 session)
WHIMSICAL CRITTER (1 session)
WHIMSICAL HUMAN (2 sessions)
SQUIGGLE PAINTING (2 sessions)
COMBINING PAINTING WITH LETTERING (1 session)
And, once we get thru those lessons, we can continue to create together or you can go off-roading yourself!
Soooooooo if you are interested in:
• gifting a class to someone
• scheduling a class for yourself
• scheduling a ZOOM party/group gathering
— all you have to do is respond to this post and we’ll figure something out.
(And, no, you don’t have to commit to all eight sessions. You can just try one and decide from there.)
Most classes are 1-hour, but I also offer ZOOM parties!
Email me for pricing & a recommended supply list.
This masterpiece was created by 6-year, Gavin, from Houston, Texas. PS: Those gray things are anteaters. Duh!
Finally, my WEBSITE is stocked, so click over to see if there’s anything you’d like to purchase.
And for free intermittent lessons FOLLOW ME on FACEBOOK.
Thank you so much for your continued support!
I’m so very grateful to each and every one of you!
From the moment lifestyle restrictions were deemed necessary in an attempt to “flatten” the infection curve associated with the COVID-19 virus, many people began reporting experiencing dystopian dreams.
I have suffered from nightmares for decades, and it is not unusual for me to awake in the middle of the night terrified.
I’m sharing a most recent dystopian nightmare here to maintain a record of what I’ve been dreaming about, and also as a way to encourage others to share their own scary dreams so that we can process them together.
In my dream:
I’m on the way to the Home Depot, to pick up a few small items — some wood trim and a big box of air filters for my furnace.
The parking lot is completely full, so I follow a red truck all the way to the back where there is one empty spot adjacent to a big, open field.
I mean to park alongside the field on the pavement, but I accidentally hit the gas and end up rolling onto the field.
But the field isn’t a field.
It’s a muddy bog — and my car immediately begins to sink.
In a moment, cold, heavy mud pours in from atop my open sunroof, burying me.
It’s dark and I can’t move or breathe.
I think of my parents and my son — and realize no one will even find me, lost in the bottom of this muddy bog.
• • •
I wake, gasping for air, and unintentionally call out the name of someone who used to hold me when I had nightmares.
But he’s not here.
Where I used to turn to a partner for emotional support, now that I alive alone, I’ve had to learn strategies to calm myself after a night terror.
So I wrap my arms around myself and allow myself to feel the feelings: the fear, the sadness, the surrender, and finally the gratitude.
I am alive.
I am safe.
I’m doing the best I can do.
While many people believe dreams are meaningless, I know dreams are powerful medicine, evidence of the night mind trying to make sense of what the conscious mind cannot understand during the waking hours.
There is so much confusion right now.
So much change and so few answers.
So many conspiracy theories and so much cognitive dissonance
We’re being told this is our “new normal” and learning how to get comfortable being uncomfortable.
What kinds of weird dreams are YOU having during this pandemic?
For those of you who live in Western, New York, below is a list of my last festivals of 2019.
If you can’t make it to any of these events in real life, I can also take credit card orders via my secure website.
NOTE: Order by December 7, 2019 to ensure receipt in time for the holidays.
November 22-24, 2019 • HOLIDAY BAZAAR
Rochester Museum & Science Center• 657 East Avenue, Rochester
Friday -11/22 • 5pm-9pm
Saturday – 11/23 & Sunday 11/24 • 10am-4pm
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November 30, 2019 • TINY TRUNK SHOW JUBILEE
Sylvan Starlight Creations • 50 State Street, Building C, Pittsford, NY
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December 7, 2019 • HANDMADE HOLIDAY IN THE SOUTH WEDGE
St. Boniface Church • 330 Gregory St, Rochester, NY
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I’ll be in Florida in January 2020, and I’m so excited to have the opportunity to show some of my work at Gallery 2924 in St. Pete! During ArtWalk Night, galleries & studios on Central Avenue extend their hours into the evening. Special events include exhibition openings, live demonstrations, meet-the-artist evenings, charity events and special sales. The Central Avenue Trolley, Looper Trolley & a special art trolley connect many of the galleries. Free and open to all. I’ll have a selection of snacks and I’d LOVE to see local peeps (including any and all my snowbird friends) who are inclined to stop by!
January 11, 2020 • SECOND SATURDAY ARTWALK
Gallery 2924 • 2924 Central Avenue • St. Petersburg, FLORIDA!
Can’t make it to any of these venues in person? No problem! Check out my website and use a credit card to make a secure payment.
I know that from the outside it looks like my life is back on track.
And for the most part, it’s true.
Professionally, I’m checking all the boxes, attending shows, teaching art classes, and taking on projects that speak to my heart. Intellectually, I’m feeling challenged again – reading, writing, teaching memoir classes and handling independent editing clients.
I have a good relationship with my parents and a few close friends upon whom I can call if I’m struggling.
But, the one thing that’s missing — the void that cannot be filled so easily — is in the area of physical touch.
Y’all, I can go for days, weeks, even months without anyone touching me.
And for a girl who thrives on touch, I can tell you, it’s really hard.
Sometimes I actually feel like I’m losing my mind because of the lack.
(((thank goodness I can afford occasional massages!)))
I know people will say: “You should get a pet…,” but having a dog or a cat or a ferret is not the same as having another human close to you.
Luckily, these feelings only seems to overwhelm me at night, so my solution has been to stay out as long and as late as possible after dinner, but not really a great solution.
Anyone have any suggestions for this conundrum? How do you handle the void, the loneliness that comes from wanting something you don’t have and may never have?