My hubby is watching an old spaghetti western ‘the good the bad and the ugly’ and suddenly the theme music is playing, ah ah ah ahh wahh ah wah.. Wah…
Memory of a junior school dance class. Having to try and do an interpretive dance to the music. It must have been when the film came out. I remember having to do the same to music from the film ‘Oliver!’ I remember I didn’t have an interpretive bone in my body.
I’m watching a film set in a dusty desert. The music is great, but I hate the dubbing of voices on the film. I hadn’t realised it stars a young Clint Eastwood. I don’t think I’ve ever watched it before.
He’s much better! His chest had to be shaved so the vets could take a blood test, but his kidneys are OK now. The vets also created a serum from his blood that is usdd as an eyedrop. The white blood cells in it help him absorb medication to help heal the ulcers in his eye. His mouth has healed and the damage they thought was a lesion was a burn that was probably caused by whatever toxic substance that he had got on his fur.
I’m so happy that he’s recovering, the vets are pleased with his progress. He isn’t let out although he has snuck out a couple of times. He will get some freedom when he is fully well.
Steps… The last few days I’ve kept my phone with me and measured how far I walked throughout the day. Over the week since I pulled my calf muscle I have stumbled and ambled about and managed to walk around five thousand steps a day… Not today. I’ve had more pain in my leg and I was so tired I fell asleep for the first time properly in a week. I didn’t fully wale up fully at about 1pm today.
Being injured is a bit like house arrest. No images to take photos of. No sunsets, if I hadn’t been doodling I would not have any art to show. I’ve got things to do but I can’t. I was going to go to a portrait workshop today but I didn’t dare risk it. There is a problem with petrol supplies and it’s affecting all transport so I might not have been able to get a taxi.
So, life continues to be painful but hopefully things will get better soon. X
Twisting the pattern I drew as a doodle seems to create a strange creature reflected in a mirrored surface. There could be other alien creatures lurking in there. I enjoyed doing this. I had some fun with it. I could make three more versions, choosing different corners to match up in the middle. I think this is my favourite.
This textured doodle took me about an hour and a half to draw. I tried to change the patterns on it using line and soid black, curves and squares. Trying different line thicknesses. I cannot decide which way round this should be? I don’t think it really matters?
When you pull a muscle don’t expect it to heal overnight. You can expect discomfort for several days or a few weeks. You start doing things, then, ouch, you over stretch or twist or lift your foot or knee up a little too quickly and that band of pain clamps on your leg again.
Don’t expect to sleep well. If you can’t get upstairs you could be limited to sleeping in an armchair or on a settee or sofa. My cats are most disgruntled that I’m sleeping in their warm spot.
Don’t expect to be able to do the shopping. If a friend helps that’s a godsend. If your partner does it, we’ll don’t expect what’s on the list. As long as he’s happy…. In any case it will be all over soon. My patience has been stretched to a twanging, tight rope, ready to snap!
Playing and twisting lines. Black and white, gold and grey. Plus gold leaf. A bit of collage too. Its a bit of fun, different ideas, not sticking to one style. Using contours and texture to get different ideas across.
One thing I do tend to do is draw profiles or three quarter portraits facing left. I discussed this with other artists a while ago. It may be that right handed artists draw left facing profiles and vice versa? Is it something that’s ever been tested?