I decided to try and improve this painting because it was too reflective and the metallic copper sheet it was painted on was showing through too much. I seem to have worked reasonably well but it took effort to get the acrylic paint to stick onto the surface, but that was the problem on the original picture. Acrylic on a metallic surface.
From 7 years ago. Acrylic on canvas. This was based on a photo taken by NASAs Juno probe of the South pole of Jupiter showing massive blue storms. I’d forgotten about it. This was when I still had an art studio, and my hubby was alive. Good memories, I hope people remember my art when I gone.
I was once with a friend in a hall while she was practicing piano pieces. I asked if I could join in and sing a song or two. At that time I had never sung in public and was very tentative about trying. I had a loud voice but not trained.
After I’d stopped singing a man came into the room and complimented my friend for “her” singing. She kindly explained it was me. I felt quite proud that my voice had been noticed, although a bit miffed because the man clearly didn’t think I looked like a singer.
Since then I’ve had lessons and been in choirs for several years. That compliment really got me into singing. X
We don’t really celibate the feast of St Patrick in the UK. Yes we sang Cockles and Mussels yesterday at choir, but we don’t wear shamrocks or green top hats. Yes some towns have a large Irish population, and will enjoy the festival, but we are eclectic here and celebrate other religious days too, including Celtic ones like Beltain. Often people gather at Stonehenge to celebrate the Solstice. The world is full of joyful days to be treasured if you look hard enough. X
Variegated Holly. Taken a few weeks ago. On a bright, sunny day. The blue sky was reflected off the shiny surface of the leaves. I like the way the spiky edges add to the textures. Holly can be male or female. The female plants are the ones that grow the berries.
A formidable hedging plant, it grows slowly but if your not careful it can grow up out of reach. It needs pruning to keep it in shape. And with the sharp pickles it can be painful to trim.
I was talking to a friend I haven’t seen for ages and started telling her my recent history and illnesses. She asked how I coped and I said “well someone’s got to have these things, if I do then I’m taking on something so someone else doesn’t have to”. And I realised that’s exactly how I feel!
I don’t feel crushed or annoyed. I don’t feel too hard done by. I just think “OK, so let me just deal with it”, take the medication. So what if I rattle as long as I can keep going.
Don’t get me wrong, I am really fed up at the moment. The world is flummoxing me. It’s crazy, and selfish, and cruel. We can’t escape the creators of the chaos. But I will accept my life for now.
Not an image of me but a finger painting of the side of a face. I used both Artrage and Sketchbook apps to do this. It’s a while since I drew something in one app and completed it in the second one. If I like I might use another app to do some more work to it. It’s definitely a finger painting, no stylus used.
I wrote the words the right way up to make it easier for you. I think I first decided to learn to read upside down at school. I was in class and wanted to read what my teacher had written about me… I was around 9 or 10 and I guess, nosy!
Is this something anyone else has done? I also used to write my name forwards with my right hand and backwards at the same time with my left, mirroring the right hand script.
I also learned the Greek alphabet from my dictionary on one occasion. It was just something interesting to do…
It’s funny how memories suddenly wake up in your mind, I don’t know why this stuck…..
I fancy fish fingers and chips for tea. After a week of being ill I’m ready to start eating properly again. The problem is my fridge and freezer are almost empty. I haven’t been well enough to wash or clean up for days and I’ve done no shopping. If I don’t cook tonight I will be so hungry.
Then I thought, this is a first world problem. I can go shopping tomorrow, I can eat a bowl of soup and I have bread. I could just make toast or make some porridge. Or I could send out for a pizza or something else.
I don’t live in a war zone. I’m not being bombarded with drones or missiles. I am not being threatened by violence. My human rights are not being violated. I don’t live in a dictatorship.
So
Moaning about being hungry is NOT something I should do. I should try and help others instead of complaining.