
Red flower
Red bag
Red brush
Red blood,
Red paint
Shades and tones
Scarlet poppy
Crimson lake
Sunset cerise
Carmine rose
Ruby jewel
Cherry lipstick…
So vibrant
Blushes and berries
Heat is rising,
Bring me Green…
New paintings and regular art updates.

Red flower
Red bag
Red brush
Red blood,
Red paint
Shades and tones
Scarlet poppy
Crimson lake
Sunset cerise
Carmine rose
Ruby jewel
Cherry lipstick…
So vibrant
Blushes and berries
Heat is rising,
Bring me Green…

A lion was waiting on a roundabout when it saw a disco ball in a hall window… The light from the sun reflected off it and made tiny stars sparkle off every surface. The magic it set off created a bronze dragon, which unfortunately was only tiny. It was seen by a bag in the shape of an owl. Which swallowed the dragon whole. The owl then grew new feathers of purple and blue wax. It flew over a lake with oriental buildings and trees. It followed an orange man walking backwards with his legs sticking through the bottom of a boat. Two people watched on in horror. Finally all the owls toy cushion friends stood and applauded as it flew in and landed quietly and quickly in the corner.
Yes that is a lot of silly words, but I’d gathered these odd photos together and wanted to describe them. Not much of a story really!

He’s in there,
curled up,
asleep,
he fell in love
with this bag.
Soft blue dreams,
wafting from its open top.
Watch out cat,
feet pass you,
within inches,
but you are not disturbed.
You sleep on,
chasing toy mice,
feathered toys,
racing against jaguars and tigers.
Feeling Fleet footed.
Curled up, warm,
happy paws.

It was time to take my cat to the vets for her second inoculation. But she knows when I’m planning things, she’s very bright. What to do? I got some nice cat food but didn’t give her any until just before we were due to go out. She followed me into the kitchen and I shut the door. Next I shooed her into the bathroom and shut that door. I had prepared her carrying bag so I quickly scooped her up. Put her in the bag and flapped the lid over… But I couldn’t hold the bag shut and zip it. So I called hubby… He didn’t hear me! The doors were shut! I had to carry the bag with the flap closed by holding it shut and carry it into the living room where my hubby closed the bag.
Result! My cat got her shot!

I do love this bag, I’ve had it for a whole now and the straps are starting to fray, but I have to say I love it. Whoever designed it, thank you, you have given me a great deal of pleasure.
Design is important in this world. That’s why art is worth studying. Maybe that’s why arts courses should not be cut.

This is a painting is my owl bag. I was looking for something to paint for a still life and decided to paint him.
I don’t know whooo made the bag, but he gets admiring glances all the time…whooo ever the designer was I thank you!
Acrylic on canvas about 6 inches square….
Owl is a hoot!