How to start a painting working from a blank canvas. I suggested they could start by changing the colour of the canvas. That will give you feel for how the paint goes on. Think about whether you want the canvas upright (portrait) lf on its side (landscape). You could do a gradient of colour or greys so it’s lighter towards the top or one side. Try and think of a simple subject to start. How are your drawing skills and do you want realism or an abstract subject. Most of all – enjoy!
I’m trying to eat healthily, but I had my tea before I saw this prompt, so this is a free photo.
The antibiotics are for an infection in my leg. I didn’t expect to feel rough on them. But now I think I’ve been coming down with a cold (a viral infection) and the antibiotics won’t help with it.
So feeling tired and achy so I have been watching TV this evening instead of going to a meeting I was due at. I didn’t sleep well last night so I’ve been napping a few times over the day. The only trouble is that the sneezing woke me up twice! Atishoo! We all fall down!
Most of my hanging baskets have survived a very dry summer as I watered them every few days. But I made the mistake of thinking the rain that has been falling heavily for the last few days would suffice. And because I have trouble negotiating around the yard I haven’t done any watering! Big mistake. Because I had two hanging baskets hung underneath another two baskets. Usually when I water the top ones the water runs into the bottom ones, but then I also do the lower ones to make sure they are thoroughly wet. The rain just didn’t penetrate and the two lower baskets are now badly wilted. I doubt they will be able to recover as the nights are getting cooler and the growing season is almost over. They have also gone to seed. Drat!
But the photo shows one of the healthy ones…. If only I’d done the watering!
Blurry photos of a disco glitter ball, mobile of planets, dusty dream catcher, glass hangings… Not necessarily in that order…
I have collected lots of “stuff” over the years. Most of these are hung to high to reach now for me, so they are dust collectors.
Not having hubby around means I can’t get things down from high places. Goodness knows what I can do. But at least this shows my eclectic tastes. I’m interested in a lot of things.
If I showed you the rest of my house you’d probably be horrified. But that’s the life of a crazy artist.
At a local garden centre I saw this lovely passion flower. Mine has died off so I will have to plant a new one.
My Parkinsons is playing up this weekend and I haven’t been out. All my limbs are shaking and aching and I’m having to hang on to my phone hard to stop it jiggling all over the place.
I would like to go out and do some gardening, but there have been loads of heavy showers and I don’t feel stable enough on my feet. Tomorrow a lot of things need doing and I hope I feel a bit better by then.
Sometimes called Gussy goo, also Buss puss, my littlest cat has many nicknames varying depending on my mood. She’s a sweet little cat and likes sticking her claws in my leg. She often gets through to the skin so I have to fend her off. She loves to nuzzle me for a few minutes but doesn’t stay for long. She was a rescue cat, one of about 20 that lived with an old lady, so I don’t think she got much attention and so she’s not that bothered to being fussed. She will sleep on the bed with me but usually gets off again after 20 minutes.
Like all my cats she’s black and white with piercing golden green eyes. A resl character.
Trying to draw on my phone in a soft way using Artrage. Its a hard shell trying to be softened using various pens.. This was a #band of sketchers prompt.
I live on a steep street with limited parking outside terraced houses. The parking spaces are for residents only or their visitors. As long as you have a pass you should be OK.
Today started OK, I went out for a couple of hours then came back. I was able to park outside my house. I don’t have a disabled bay because I think you have to pay extra for it? Anyway, then I went to the doctors and then the pharmacy. Off to get some shopping from the supermarket because my fridge was empty. Fine..
But when I got home all the spare spaces were taken. I had to park 50 yards up the hill and carry the shopping and medication down, but I managed.
I decided to see if a space became available later. Yes! I walked up the hill, it was getting dark and I drove up and round a roundabout then back down. But I was followed down the hill by another car, it’s headlights dazzling me. As I got near to the space I realised it was too small. So I drove back up to the space I had been in all afternoon. But I know they would need their space, so I knocked on my neighbours door and asked them to move their car a yard or two so I could fit?
By then I was tired and grouchy. But I went up and down the hill again only to see someone else had slotted in the space! But there, lower down, was a smaller parking place?
I decided to try and park up, but I was on the wrong side of the road, driving into oncoming traffic, so round the corner, round the other roundabout. As I was coming back to my street I saw a friend. She helped me by seeing me back into the tiny space. Well sort of. I’m about two feet away from the pavement and my wing mirror is likely to be knocked off.
If one of the cars moves I’ll try and get a better position.