New paintings and regular art updates.
My friend went for a walk today and stopped off at the ice-cream van where I lost my purse last week. And guess what? It was there! I spoke to the van driver over the phone and he was happy to give it my friend (she was with me last week). Even better, the money is still in it! She’s going to drop it off later. For once I feel things might be on the turn with my luck!
I have had problems with my cats opening the internal kitchen door- but they never close it! A friend suggested putting a cat flap in and kindly gave me one. But the door is too thick. It has a honeycomb of cardboard inside so it’s about 2 inches deep. So the catflap I was given was only thin and left the cardboard exposed. I will donate the first catflap to a charity.
I went and bought another one which has a sleeve inside it covering over the internal structure of the door. It’s screwed and glued in place now as four of the screw holes are not accessible because of the door thickness. Now I’ve got to pursuade the cats to use it. At the moment one is but the other two are reluctant. I might have to try treats! I’m hoping this innovation will keep my home warmer.
The sweetest girl at just came to sit next to me. She’s now on the back of my chair keeping warm above the radiator.
I’m fed up of grey days and early sunsets, drizzling rain and sadness. I think about writing gratitudes again. I have health worries that I need investigating. I need to stop hiding in the house, but sometimes it’s easier to stay inside. BUT at least I have my sweet cats for company. They are companion animals. They help.
Cats know how to keep warm, whether it’s by the central heating radiator or this electric powered oil filled one they know the best places to snooze. Sometimes they even use me as a source of heat. Having three cats on the bed at night is almost as good as having a hot water bottle. I know I need to save money, but I care about them. They have fur coats but I still want them comfortable.
Hopefully the weather will improve and the central heating can go off soon. We are almost in to spring and the winter has been relatively mild. I’m hoping the garden grows and the cats can sleep outside if they want X
I’ve lost my favourite purse. Small and soft material, I’ve had it for years, it was getting scruffy but I loved it. I think I must have pulled it out of my pocket yesterday when I was out for a walk. I know I took money out to pay for something, but stuffed it back in because my friend paid. Then it’s a blur, perhaps as I took a tissue out it fell out. I’ve rung the place we visited but no one has handed it in. Someone has probably had the cash. I almost drove back today but thought better of it. Too late. I seem to be losing a lot of things at the moment. So upsetting.
He likes his green toy mouse
Kick, bite, grapple
He tired himself out.
Dozing now
Whiskers twitch
Small snores
Mouse within reach
Try and take it
He will stir
And pounce
Play again…
My hubby in about 1982/83, sorry the photos blurry the cat is the same one as in the other painting. It’s propped against the wall and the computer is in the way. The title is Summer Dream. It’s oil on canvas. There are standing stones at the top and a female figure with long hair blowing in the wind, (meant to be me). It’s supposed to be set in the west country.
Another narrative painting.
Like Macavity the Mystery cat, the poem by TS Elliot, he’s not there…. Or at least was so eager to greet me that he jumped down from his perch and stopped me getting a shot of him looking cute on the windowledge in front of various glass ornaments. Plus hubbys wizard figurine and two dying plants that I have seriously neglected recently.
I’m glad I have the cats, small, medium and large keeping me company. By turns cheeky and cute. They are just what I need when I’m feeling low, and I need them more than ever at the moment.
It’s warm on top of the armchair, now my radiator is fixed. And the new chair has a flat area at the top so the cat can happily fit. In the background is part of a large painting I did in our old house. It’s oil on a huge canvas. Like a lot of my art I forget it’s there sometimes. The little cat in the corner was one of the first we had when I moved there.
So they keep their claws out.
Covered over, not so smart
But safe at least, from little paws
I want to save my chair from holes
Cats are cheeky, need a scratching pole!
Mallaband-Brown