Google Alerts. GSSGC Blog. One thing most folks think they know for sure: When you're a Girl Scout, you have to sell. It turns out that Girl Scouts participate in the Girl Scout Entrepreneurial Program; they don't just sell. Each year the girls are offered a chance to participate in a Fall Products Sale and the Cookie Program. Each sale teaches girls invaluable life skills: sales and marketing, public relations, goal-setting, money management, communications, commitment and community service. Summed up, life is selling --a fact every one comes to know, but one that more and more kids don't realize until after college. Participation in Council-sponsored Product Sales Programs is plays an important role in the Girl Scouting life. Each girl is encouraged to participate in all aspects of the Product Sales Program. For those not a part of Girl Scouts, and even some Girl Scout adult volunteers, the true benefit, meaning, and experience of the sales can be difficult to see. 1. 2.
D: "Proud! 3. 4. 5. 6. 7. 8. GSSGC Home. Juno's Art Flash Version. Looking Glass Houses. Juno's Twitter. Juno's Art HTML Version. Awards & Recognitions ". . . But this isn't just another pretty face. Juno's decision to wrap her subject in fabric, allowing only the eyes to show is a lovely example of creating what I call "story". Without the wrap, we might still marvel at Juno's facility with colored pencil and drawing, but with it, she's introduced mystery and a question...and the possibility of a story behind the image. People love stories ....we're intrigued by even a hint of one -- Ann Kullberg, colored pencil artist, author of the books Capturing Soft Realism in Colored Pencil and Colored Pencil Portraits.
See more here. . . Gallery The gallery features paintings of people, pets, illustrations, memorials, and more. Before & After This little Mongolian Goat Girl is a perfect example of how blending colored pencil with Odorless Turpenoid gives my portraits the rich feel similar to that of an oil painting. About the Artist. GSSGC Home. GSSGC Blog. Looking Glass Houses. Juno's Twitter. Art Awards. "This work is a great example of why cliché's about eyes speaking or eyes being the window to the soul are so prevalent. Once you look into these eyes you can just about read the story of the woman's life.
I also appreciate that the colorful compositional entourage doesn't distract from the focal point but supports it and brings a dynamic feel to the portrait. " --juror Alyona Nickelsen, author of Colored Pencil Painting Bible: Techniques For Achieving Luminous Color and Ultra-Realistic Effects ". . . -- Ann Kullberg, colored pencil artist, author of the books Capturing Soft Realism in Colored Pencil and Colored Pencil Portraits. GSSGC Home. GSSGC Blog. Looking Glass Houses. Juno's Twitter. Art Gallery. GSSGC Blog. Looking Glass Houses. Juno's Twitter. ATCs. GSSGC Home. GSSGC Blog. Looking Glass Houses. Juno's Twitter. Before & After. GSSGC Home. GSSGC Blog. Looking Glass Houses. Juno's Twitter. Contact. GSSGC Home. GSSGC Blog. Juno's Twitter. Looking Glass Houses. Stories.
GSSGC Home. GSSGC Blog. Looking Glass Houses. Juno's Twitter. Don't Mess With Miss Kitty. Don't Mess With Miss Kitty I think it is a very bad idea for parents to give weird nicknames to things. I really do. It's just way too confusing for a child and can necessitate years of therapy when they reach adulthood. My sister and I grew up in the south with an aunt who would go to extreme lengths to avoid calling certain intimate things by their correct name.
If you were a lady, it just wasn't done. Since my sister and I were so sheltered, we naturally never thought to question this until many years later. Case in Point: For some reason we still don't quite understand, our aunt used to refer to a woman's private area as a "posse". I cannot begin to tell you how disturbing it was for us to watch those old spaghetti westerns on TV. We were firmly convinced that Miss Kitty was the most powerful person on Gunsmoke. Therapy. Vampire Juno. Vampire Juno When I was about eleven years old, I had my little sister convinced I was a vampire. It was during my Barnabas Collins period. I used to sneak into the den every day after school to watch Dark Shadows, the popular monster soap opera. If my aunt had ever caught me I would have been beaten within an inch of my life. I didn't care though. I was addicted. It was October, and I had gotten a pair of plastic vampire teeth from the Halloween party we had at school.
Iris was sitting on the floor of her bedroom, dressing her Malibu Barbie. I let out a strangled sob and hid my face in my book. "What's wrong? " My lip trembled bravely. That got her attention. "I can't! " She scooted across the floor and put her arms around me. Taking a deep breath, I looked her in the eye. My sister punched me in the arm. "That's for making me all worried. "But I really AM a vampire," I wailed piteously. Iris looked at me skeptically. "I AM! " Her eyes narrowed. I stared at her in horror. I sighed heavily.