Mixed Media Art

Thursday, February 28, 2013

International Association of Yiddish Clubs (IAYC)

The Face of Life

Six million perished, in an attempt to wipe out a people and their language forever.  May she be the poster child that breathes life back into them... and beckon us to listen to their stories and dreams.~Debbie Herman

Unfortunately, many world cultures have experienced similar tragedies and can relate to so much sadness and loss.  Debbie and the IAYC have given me the opportunity to share my painting as "The Face of Life."  This privilege perfectly fits my mission to "heal the world one painting, one word at a time."  Thank you, Debbie and the IAYC for this privilege.

 I am grateful to be a sponsor of the 2013 IAYC International Yiddish Conference. 

As a young girl, during a period of time before Hawaii's annexation to the United States, my mother and her classmates were severely punished for speaking the Hawaiian language in school.  Because of this, the Hawaiian language in its pure form was lost.  Today, the Hawaiian culture is undergoing a renaissance and the Hawaiian language is taught in schools.

When I married my Sweetheart and moved away from my "home," Hawaii, to his home on the mainland, I didn't realize that I was also leaving behind my beloved Hawaiian culture, its music, dance, lifestyle, love of the land and language.  Holding on to my Hawaiian culture was important because it is a part of me, a part of my history, where I came from, my ancestry.  When my daughters were born, I began teaching them their Hawaiian culture at a young age.  I shared everything I knew with them, especially music and dance.  They enjoyed learning too.  We became a performing family and shared our culture through music, song and dance with our audiences for eighteen years. Understanding one's history is important.

We intend to open the portal of Yiddish life and usher you in.
2013 IAYC International Yiddish Conference 

The IAYC is an organization that helps their members understand their Yiddish history, culture and language.  Their 15th International Yiddish Conference will be held during April 26-29 in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania.  They have a line-up of excellent presenters, speakers, activities, workshops and more.  This is what they offer:

Discover Yiddish Culture, as you  embark on a journey of a thousand years and fall in love, along the way.  Experience a multi-sensory explosion of Yiddish Culture.

Among their many projects, I am impressed with their Central Database of Shoah Victims’ Names

The Central Database of Shoah Victims’ Names is a unique international undertaking led by Yad Vashem. It is the endeavor to recover the names and reconstruct the life stories of each individual Jew murdered in the Shoah. It is our moral duty to respect their last behest and remember them. ~IAYC

To date, the Central Database has collected 4 million names with 2 million names yet to be recovered.

Let us breathe life back into the millions who perished.  
Let us listen to their stories and dreams. ~Debbie Herman

Thank you, Debbie, IAYC, 2013 IAYC International Yiddish Conference, Yad Vashem, and others for all the work you do.

Tuesday, February 26, 2013


 Wishes, Fabric Panel
© 2011 Fannie Narte

"Wishes" was painted during my recent trip to Hawaii.  It was inspired by the many unique hats or fascinators at the wedding of Prince William and Kate.  I like wearing hats and wish we had that English tradition and wondered what my hat would look like if I attended their wedding.  I'm not sure if my hat would look like the image in this fabric panel, but it probably would have similar colors.


Many young girls fantasize about their dream weddings.  I wonder what they see.  Do they see themselves in the perfect wedding gown with a six-foot train?  Do they see their long curls draped over their bare shoulders beneath a veil of white netting sprinkled with pearls and crystals? 

Many young women fantasize about motherhood.  I wonder what they see. Do they see their babies wrapped in warm pink and blue blankets?  Do they see their little girls dressed in pink leotards, pink tutus and pink ballet slippers?  Do they see their little boys dressed in Sunday suits or wearing their baseball caps and new tennis shoes?

Many women fantasize about what they want to be when they grow up.  I wonder what you see.  Do you see yourself painting in your dream art studio?  Do you see yourself riding that elevator to the 51st floor holding your cell phone to your ear?  Do you see yourself winning that coveted quilt award?  Do you see yourself taking that long walk up to the stage to receive your Grammy?  Do you see yourself as President of the United States?

What are your Dreams?  What are your Hopes?  What do you wish for?

In my world, all things are possible.  In my magical world, Dreams, Hopes and Wishes are realized every day.

Dreams of finding true love . . . Wishes for an exciting new adventure where two hearts and two minds and two worlds are united in one Hope.

What are your Wishes . . .

Welcome to my world.  Enjoy.

Violet Eyes

Violet Eyes
This fabric panel was produced from my original mixed media painting.


The inspiration for this piece came from the title of a song by Jewel, "Violet Eyes." The lyrics to her song did not provide inspiration to the message of my painting.

The message of this painting was inspired by ideas of hope, courage, truth, love, and friendship. It is also my response to overcoming life's challenges and the effects of losses such as the tragic events reported in the news.


She lost her footing in the rain
and slipped
into a pool of mud and jagged rocks.

She could not see
the color of truth
because she was blinded
by the curtain of rain,
lost in the darkness of life.

She could not feel the color of love
because she was shattered; she was broken.

She sang her songs of agony and
danced her way through despair.

The night winds came as friends and brought hope.
The night winds came as friends and brought courage.

Nature’s tears had cleansed her soul.

In the silence of a new day,
she saw
the blessings of

In the silence of a new day,
she felt
the blessings of

In the morning of her new day,
she sang songs of truth.

In the morning of her new day,
she sang songs of love.

She could trust again. She could love again.

It was a new day. She called herself “blessed.”

In her new day,
she saw the color of truth, and
she felt the color of love.

She was Violet Eyes.

I'm grateful for my eyes. I hope to always see through violet eyes.

Two Sets of Wings

Two Sets of Wings
This fabric panel was produced from my original mixed media painting.

"She had two sets of wings to help her fly." ~Fannie Narte

The messages of this piece are based on the ideas of hope, encouragement, love, family, friendship, faith and possibilities.

When you wear a second set of wings, you’re stronger, you’re better able to walk through the storms of life, through daily challenges.

When you wear a second set of wings, it offers you clarity of mind to choose your next step based on your heart’s songs. Your journey becomes one that is in tune with your faith, beliefs and dreams.

Where do we get our second set of wings? From faith, from hope, from family, from friends, from love, from words that make our hearts dance, from dreams of possibilities.

I wish you a second set of wings . . .

Two Hearts Dance As One

This fabric panel was produced from my original mixed media fiber art.

Two hearts dancing is a metaphor for the connection that takes place between two people or a group of people.

Two hearts dancing is what happens in an exciting relationship of two people in love, when friends meet for lunch and they talk for hours reminiscing, laughing and time stands still.

Two hearts dancing happens between two hearts of any kind: a girl and her rabbit, a boy and his dog.

Two hearts dancing symbolizes people engaged with one another experiencing the bond that comes from spending time with each other like when a grandmother sits at the art table and explores colors and lines and paper and glue with her grandchildren, or when a grandfather takes his grandchild on a special date to the ball game or to a skating class.  Or when a mother listens quietly to her daughter's fears, or when a father isn't afraid to hug his son.

Two hearts dancing represents the joy experienced when a lost soul returns home or when misunderstanding changes to love and acceptance.

Two hearts dancing represents peace.  It represents joy.  It represents forgiveness.  It represents understanding.  It represents acceptance.  It represents friendship.  It represents family.  It represents generosity.  It represents gratitude.  It represents grace.

Two Hearts Dancing represents LOVE.


This fabric panel was produced from my original hand painted journal.


Sometimes the truths we collect throughout our journey become distorted through life's experiences.  Journaling can help us reconcile the past, understand the present and prepare ourselves for the future.

How we see changes over time, luring us closer to truth.

Live truth.  Honor truth.  Celebrate truth.

Surround Yourself With Magic

This fabric panel was produced from my original mixed media painting.


Magic, miracle . . . miracle, magic.
Magic, mystery . . . mysterious, magical.
Magical surprises.

Magic is hope. Magic's twin is miracle.  Magic's cousins are mystery and surprise. Magic evokes curiosity and wonderment.

What does magic look like?

Magic is all around us. It appears in many forms. It's in the air and reveals itself in the forms of birds, butterflies, rainbows, the sun, trees, the sky . . . .

Magic is within us.  It appears in many ideas.  It's in words like hope, smile, please, adventure, possibilities, love.

Magic can be found in your imagination, in my imagination, in her imagination, in his imagination, in their imaginations. It's in your voice. It's on my canvases. It's in your thoughts. It's in my fabric. It's in our conversations with friends and family. It's in a book. It's in a hug. It's in the garden. It's in laughter. It's in music. It's in healing. It's in handshaking. It's in friendships and relationships. It's in the birth of a child. It's in the phrases "I Care," "You are special," "You're Welcome," and "Thank You."


Magic makes you believe that anything is possible.
Magic helps fear find another home.
Magic offers hope.
Magic encourages you to dream . . . to dream big . . . to dream bigger.


Surround Yourself With Magic.

Songs of Friendship

 Songs of Friendship
© 2012 Fannie Narte


Laughter, sipping tea, sharing, caring, trust, safe, nonjudgmental, encouragement, love, acceptance, understanding, kindness, truth, hugs, thankfulness . . . these are Songs of Friendship.

Songs of Courage

Songs of Courage
© 2012 Fannie Narte


Life can be fun when we see as a child and when we feel free to be silly. Life also has its challenges. Although we are never alone, during these times, we may feel lonely, and fear can creep in and steal the light. Sometimes we may even feel paralyzed and no matter how hard we try to overcome our challenges and fight our battles, taking that step forward is difficult. During times like these, we need songs of courage to help us.

Our faith, family and friends sing us through our storms. A listening ear, kindness, graciousness, empathy, never forceful, always encouraging, safe, nonjudgmental . . .

We move forward one gentle word at a time, we conquer our fears one candle at a time.

Yes, life does have its challenges, but we always have . . . Songs of Courage to bring back the light and banish all fears.

Life is fun when we see as a child and when we feel free to be silly.


This fabric panel was produced from my original mixed media painting.


Sisters . . . biological . . . friends--kindred spirits.


Someone who listens with an open heart,
Someone who holds your hand while crossing that bridge,
Someone who carries your heart when it's tender,
Someone who knows your weaknesses and never judge,
Someone who listens and speaks the truth,
Someone who brings you flowers on cloudy days,
Someone who forgets your secrets,

Singing Pears

Singing Pears was produced from a quilt block I submitted for publication in Art Quilting Studio, Winter 2010 issue. 


My Pears are singing their happy song:
Feed your soul,
Sing your song,
Sing joyfully.

Here they are on Page 61.

My Pears are letting you know that anything you can imagine is within your reach.

Reach out; pick a star, or two, or three or more.
They are within your reach.
They're yours.
You can have the moon if you sing like a star.

Our Song

© 2011 Fannie Narte

This fabric panel was made from my art quilt titled "She Remembered Me When She Heard Our Song," which was donated to the Alzheimer's Art Quilt Initiative and sold to help raise funds for Alzheimer's research.

"Music is powerful. It can open hard hearts. It can soften broken hearts. It can heal pain. It can heighten the emotions of celebrations. It can open a pathway to the secret place where memories live. Music can enter a locked heart when words or other keys cannot."~Fannie Narte

My Mother, My Daughter

My Mother, My Daughter
This fabric panel was produced from my original mixed media painting.


A mother nurtures hearts and develops wings.

A daughter speaks.  A mother listens, quietly. 
A daughter cries.  A mother opens her arms, willingly.
A daughter hungers.  A mother feeds, nutritiously.
A daughter explores.  A mother watches, safely.
A daughter dreams.  A mother dances.
A daughter sings.  A mother celebrates.
They dance.
They sing.
They elevate one another.
They give love.
They share love.
They are love.

Kindred Spirits

This panel was produced from my original mixed media painting.


Someone you connect with, someone who reads your thoughts, someone who finishes your sentences, someone who enjoys your passions, someone who dances and sings with you, someone who blesses you with ideas, and tangible gifts that elevate you . . .

When kindred spirits journey together, two hearts are blessed.

Celebrate the kindred spirits in your life.


This panel is an image of my original mixed media painting.


My journey is unique.  As long as I can sing my own song and dance to my own dreams and travel to imaginary places and discover mysteries and surprises, my journey will be extraordinarily magical.  I hope that your journey is as extraordinary and as magical as you can dream it to be.



This panel is an image of my original mixed media painting.

Anything that evokes emotions inspires me--the laughter of my grandchildren, scary music, a beautiful sunset, the moon, understanding words. Oftentimes a scene in a movie inspires me.


This piece was inspired by a scene in a movie depicting a young bride crying over the loss of her husband. In this particular scene, the bride was hugging the blanket of fresh earth that covered her husband's burial site. She was alone in a new country with strangers. With no one to console her, she expressed her anguish in private under the beating of the heartless, cold, pouring rain. 

Suddenly a man appeared circling his hat in his hand. "Excuse me, Ma'am," he gently spoke.

The young bride turned towards the intruder's voice, a man talking through the curtain of rain. The bride, her arms now hugging mud, knitted her brows at the stranger, and silently sobbed while listening to the marriage proposal of this widower who wanted a mother for his daughter.

The proposal was a marriage of convenience without strings. But she could not see the blessing standing before her. All she saw was a stranger, an intruder. All she felt was loneliness, loss, pain. She wanted to see the face of her husband, but all she saw was emptiness. Her pain was too overwhelming. She could not see the answer to her prayer, the miracle standing before her, because "her heart was in the rain."


Life offers joy and celebrations. Life offers pain; Life offers hope.

I imagine many of us can put ourselves in the place of the young bride because most of us have experienced loss, pain and anguish of some kind. When we feel hurt or abandoned, sometimes all we see is the betrayal, and all we can feel is pain. The pain and hurt of the experience can be overwhelming and can take us to a dark place, a place where light cannot live. But if we look through the curtain of our emotions and see the beauty of the flowers that surrounds us, or see the caring faces of friends and family who wait to comfort our hearts, we will see Hope.


Although my story and inspiration is somber, the message is one of hope. Regardless of challenges or trying times, we are never alone. There is always someone near who loves and cares. Sometimes we just need to look beyond our hurt and pain, look through the curtain of the rain.

I see HOPE.


This panel is an image of my original mixed media painting.


A friend is someone we can trust with our heart.
A friend is someone who will tell us the truth.

What is a friend?  I imagine your answer will be different from mine and different from hers and his and different from everyone else's answer.  

What is a friend?

A friend is a confidante.  A friend is a soft pillow.  A friend is an umbrella.  A friend is a pair of eyeglasses.  A friend lets you ride in the passenger's seat when you're too tired to drive.  A friend encourages you to smell roses.  A friend takes a walk with you in your garden.  A friend is a second opinion.  A friend cheers you back to a standing position.  A friend gives without expecting something in return.  A friend honors your wrinkles.  A friend laughs at your jokes.  A friend goes shopping with you and carries your pocketbook.  A friend is a band aid.  A friend is a cool glass of water.  A friend is always home at the other end of the phone.

These are the things that friendship is made from.  

At the end of each day, she goes home and leaves you more than you were at the start of the day.

Trust . . . Truth . . . Friendship

Friends Make Magic Happen

This panel was printed from my original mixed media painting.



This image is a tribute to friends and friendships. I am reminded of the richness of my life each day. Not a day goes by without a friendly visit--a phone call, a note, a package or an e-mail from a friend.

Though years pass without communication, when friends connect again, it's magical. Familiar voices sing, hearts dance and the magic of friendship happens.

Friends make life's journey more exciting.
Friends listen without judgment.
Friends guide gently.
Friends speak the truth.
Friends hold your heart . . . until you can walk again.

See the magic in friendships!

Feathered Friend

 Feathered Friend

 This panel was produced from my original watercolor painting shown below and uploaded into Photoshop to produce a black and white rendering.  Then it was layered over an image of my hand painted paper.


Bird, Watercolors on Paper, 6" x 9"
© 2009 Fannie Narte

This magical bird kept singing to me. He wouldn't stop singing. Singing all day long . . . sing, sing, sing.

He jokingly sang about the times I played ball and jacks with my friend Julie until she was called home by her mother ringing the cow bell. Julie was so embarrassed. The entire camp knew Julie was not at home.

He sweetly sang about the time I stayed back in study hall while the rest of my classmates went on a field trip to Waipio Valley.

He empathetically sang about the time I fell off my bike and skinned my knee.

He lovingly sang about the time I met my husband.

He caringly sang about the births of my daughters.
His songs validate my life's experiences.

When I wasn't feeling well and couldn't sit to sew or paint, he watchfully sang me to sleep.

I wanted to know what my feathered friend looked like.
So I put him on paper.

Now he won't stop talking to me. Talking all day long.  Talk, talk, talk.

Maybe he'll let me borrow his wings the next time I feel broken . . .

Different Voices, Similar Songs

This fabric panel was produced from my original mixed media painting.

we look different from one another on the outside,
but on the inside, we yearn for the same respect,
we hope for kindness to fill the world,
we pray for the safety of our loved ones and our children,
we celebrate accomplishments,
we believe in goodness,
we dream big,
we survive life's challenges,
and we laugh at silly jokes.

we are similar in more ways than we are different.

We all long to be accepted, just as we are . . .

Be True, Be You

This fabric panel was produced from my original mixed media painting.


Who are you?  Who do you want to become?

Teenagers, young adults and mature adults spend many dollars and hours finding themselves in clothes, toys, entertainment, shoes, homes, boats, tattoos, etc.  They explore and discover new ways of thinking and doing things that are different from previous generations.

They are the young at heart and the restless.  They are searching the world for something that makes them feel whole, feel accepted, feel understood.  They emulate rock stars and models and businessmen and businesswomen and journalists and politicians hoping to find something, some element, a special character or something magical that will make them feel at "home."

The search for self is good.  Everyone's search is uniquely personal.  It is a part of growing up.  One person's journey is different from another person's journey.  It's supposed to be that way.  If you travel by twos, it's only a temporary trip until one person takes a side road toward his or her path.  But that doesn't mean you cannot travel together any longer if you want to.  You can still travel together on the same road but the way you each see things along the way is one of the many elements that will be different, and that's okay too.  Different is okay.

Being different is what makes each of us special.

Discovering who you are, learning what makes you dance, searching for what makes your music blend with the heartbeat of those around you, and finding your way through mountains and over bridges that make your feet stronger and your vision wider--these are some of the keys that unlock the door to "home."  And when you finally discover that "home" is found within the vessel of your being, and you realize that your travels throughout the world were a necessary step to going "home," then you are able to live with generosity, to offer grace, and to share gratitude.  Your journey will have filled your soul with a magical sense of who you are and a knowledge of what your potential in this world can be, and you live each day to elevate those around you, you celebrate each day dancing your dreams and singing your songs knowing that the abundance you share will be returned in kind, and you feel "at home."

Welcome Home.  Be True, Be You.