New paintings and regular art updates.
I was standing by this fountain in the small part of Hanley Park. The main section is over the road. I decided to draw this in my sketchbook. It’s a felt pen sketch and I could include it as an urban sketch. The fountain had been restored after many years and looks wonderful. I think it’s probably Victorian in origin. The previous year it was frozen almost solid with icicles all over it. I particularly like the dragon fountain heads on it. I will have to try and research its origins.
On the windowsill a pale white/pink Amaryllis about to burst into flower and a minature rose, salmon pink and lovely. A present from my hubby for Christmas. They are looking lovely this JANUARY 2022!
Now 2021 is gone, its done. It will never come again. I hope 2022 is better, we see sense about the climate, we do everything we can to stop the spread of Covid. That we start caring for each other and make more of an effort to help those with the least resources.
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Happy New Year
Have a good time
This year’s end
getting so near.
I wish you good luck
No worries or fear
For you and your family
And those you hold dear.
Peace on earth
Goodwill to all people
A cleaner world
And good health
Make you cheerful.
I’m watching the last day of the Paralympics. It’s been a wonderful display of talent and sporting prowess. My only dislike? Repetitious ad breaks! Yes I know who the sponsors are. I don’t need reminding every five minutes!
Let me put this out there. I’m not in the market to buy a new car, some new technology, or a new TV. I’m not interested in the channels new dramas, and if I did I wouldn’t need to be told over and over again when it’s on, my short and long term memory is fine… Its still 2019 isn’t it?
Joke….
A song for the Apple Tree. To an ancient tune….thanks to my friend Bruce for the words!
Old Apple Tree, We are Come to Wassail Thee
Wassail Song
Old Apple tree, we are come to wassail thee,
All for to bloom, and to bear thy flowers and fruit so free.
Wassail! wassail! all round our town;
Our cups are white and our ale is brown.
Our bowl is made of a good ashen tree,
And here’s kind fellows as will drink to thee.
Hats full, caps full, five-bushel bags full,
Barns full, floors full, stables full, tallats full,
And the little hole under the stairs, three times three!
Hip, hip, hurrah! shout we.
We found an apple as green as grass on our apple tree this December just after Christmas! It was in a sheltered part of the garden and had clung on round the back of the tree. Now it’s sitting in a bowl on its own. Pride of place. We may have to pour libations onto our trees. Wassail!
One of the drawings I have to do in the challenge is a handle. Most people seem to be drawing door handles, but I thought I would do the handle on a tin opener. I think it counts as one. It’s something you turn with your hand after all?
Interpretation is something you can explore when doing these challenges. Why should you be limited to a specific version of something? If you think about things you can come up with different ideas and be creative with them. I’ve got four more images to do just to catch up, but I don’t think I will be able to do them tonight.
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A day of peace and quiet. Outdoor cats slept on the bed most of the day. He popped out for a couple of hours this morning and the same this afternoon. He’s back up there now.
I’ve spent the day recovering, had a few glasses of wine last night and as I don’t drink much usually it had a bad effect! Ooo my head.
I’m still coming to terms with the WordPress changes. Since I have my blogs linked to Facebook they keep being posted there now. I only want my art posts going there but I can’t find the place to switch them off? Anyone know?
Almost the end of 1.1.21…..goodnight
I don’t show my face here very often, but I had to say Happy and Healthy New Year to all of you out there who have followed my blog. Thanks for the friendly comments and the thoughtful wishes.
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Another ‘almost’ lockdown, a world in turmoil. I just want to ignore it. I can’t stop the world and get off. I want hugs. I could do without being the ‘sensible’ one. I want to just do so many things, go to a gallery, sing in a choir without being on zoom, visit my family, deliver Christmas presents. See my neice and nephew. Visit the seaside… Go on a train….
I wish all of you the chance to do things you really want to do!
Happy New year when it arrives for you!
Mallaband-Brown