New paintings and regular art updates.
Using plastic wrap as a type of filter….
If you don’t have an app to add a filter why not use something real instead? Here I used some crumpled plastic wrapping paper to put over the top of my abstract drawing of a face. It almost looks like the lines are printed on the plastic. Remember, experiment, have fun!
First issue 99 pence. Then 109 more issues at £9.99! That’s £1089.90 for a hand built model.. That you have to build yourself! It may be a special car, but is it worth over £1000 and two years of your life? There must be some people that build and buy them, otherwise they would not be advertised. I guess people who love model trains might like them too. I didn’t make a note of the type of car. I was just amazed at the cost and number of issues.
My watercolour of goldfish I did this April. I just came across this while I was looking back at my previous art.
I was talking to someone yesterday about letting white paper come through in watercolours. I rarely soak the paper before I start painting and I frequently mix up strong colours, leaving patches of white where I want to show light coming through. The way I think about it is that I can control the paint without having to use masking fluid… And it’s cheaper tgan using white paint or gouache.
You know when it’s time to go to the vets… When your cat dissappears!
Cue manic search under cupboards (I was sure he’d gone upstairs), then when that was no good we widened the search outside, our wooded garden, the neighbours, the alleyways, calling, shouting, bellowing… Then another look round the house. I even thought I’d take a cat toy on a string to chuck under cupboards and tempt him out? Then crreeeeaakkk, out bedroom door.. He came out? Where does he hide? Cat space! A quantum space that only cats can squeeze into….? Now he’s sitting in the sun on a box… Vets in thirty minutes. Wish him luck!
It’s a tad warm today. Britain is a maritime nation, an island, with weather coming from all directions. So we have all sorts of weather to contend with. You can have a whole years weather in a day. Sun, rain, wind, hail, snow!
Today, its 22.8°C inside and 29.6°C outside and rising.
Then comes the arguments. My hubby opens the windows to get some breeze. I close them and shut the curtains… I think it keeps the hot air out? Its getting warm, and it’s almost autumn. The last time it was this hot was in July, August was a damp, cool and unsettled month.
I do think it’s strange how the weather changes almost always at the end of the month or the start of the next. Is it just in the UK? I know in some countries they don’t have rain for years and others face monsoons. I guess we are lucky?
Drawn in a sketching app. I just used the tools and my finger to draw. There’s a built in wobble from my shaking arm. It’s been erased a few times to remove the most wobbly lines. I like the fact it’s quick and fresh. I like spontaneous line making. I enjoyed making it. X
He’s getting better
And I’m waiting.
For when his eye is better
Than it is now
For when his mouth has healed.
For when his fur is clean.
White as snow and black as charcoal.
Happy again, healthy and healed.
At last!
For a few months I’ve been putting things off. I used to sort things out regularly and efficiently in my old job, but when I left things changed.
I was always at the beck and call of people, sorting out their problems. My mind would work through possibilities and come up with solutions.
When I finished work I tried to get elected as a Councillor. I still wanted to help people and saw it as a way of using my skills. But the electors chose someone else. My political party had lost support. Then I regrouped and started a college course.
But as the months have gone on I have felt more and more overwhelmed. Putting things off to the end of semesters. Leaving the paperwork sitting on my desk. Why? Prevarication…. I wasn’t trusting myself to get things right. A couple of things had gone wrong and I was scared to try again. Would I succeed? Could I cope? Health issues for both me and hubby have increased my stress levels..
Anyway, today I did half the things on my list (about four of them) I’ve got more to do but I feel better about it.
Fingers crossed I can do more tomorrow.
Hmmm
What am I thinking
What am I doing?
Staying up late again.
NOISE OUTSIDE?!
What is that?
The cat fighting the cat flap!
She’s allowed out
But she can’t always get back in
A bit to small and thin!
The stray cat smashed
The cat flap
Now it’s held together with
glue and tape.
We need a new one.
Late night thoughts…
For the first time since he came home my cats managed to eat soft solid cat food (he’d been drinking water and cat milk and yesterday he had cat pate and cat soup mixed together) . He’s tried eating his regular biscuits but struggled as they were too hard for his sore mouth.
Overall he still looks a mess, but I’m really pleased to see an improvement. I’m proud of him. X
Mallaband-Brown