On the back of the settee

Posted on August 19, 2019August 19, 2019 Posted in Cat, UncategorizedTagged Blogging, Cat, Cats playing, Painting, Photo, Settee, Sleep, TiredLeave a comment

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This is one of my cats, she likes sitting on the back of the settee observing what’s going on. She uses this perch to see if her brother is walking by. Sometimes she pounces on him from there and then makes a quick getaway. She’s definitely ‘ queen of the castle’ despite being two thirds of his size.

I think I might do a tiny painting of her. The fuzzy effect is because I had to zoom in. If I’d gone closer she would have jumped off.

Anyway its almost two am. So I’d better get some sleep. Did I say I spent all day painting?

Night x

Sparks

Posted on August 16, 2019 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Blogging, Creative writing, Crime?, Imagination, Life, Short story, Spark, StoryLeave a comment

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Sparks flew up into the night, blooming like a flower as he threw her old books onto the bonfire. He thought back over the last few hours. Finding her asleep on the bed, the sun slanting through the curtains. He’d left her to rest.

She’d come into the kitchen for coffee but barely noticed him. Just muttering fine when he asked he if she was OK.

She put the radio on, one of those inane poppy channels he hated. Started a little jigging dance. She seemed happier now, so he asked again how she was? OK she responded. Then she looked at him, a long stare. Who was that woman you were with last night? she said.

He knew he would have to answer. But not now, not yet. He hadn’t decided what to do.

Cat got your tongue she said?

Now it was night, the books were making sparks. He threw her record collection onto the bonfire.

She always asked too many questions he thought as he walked back into the house.

Painting upside down.

Posted on August 16, 2019 Posted in Fine Art, UncategorizedTagged Acrylic on canvas, Art, Blogging, Computer, Design, Landscape, Life, Painting, Spode, Staffordshire, Stoke, Stoke-on trent, Work in progress5 Comments

Sometimes it’s hard to see whether something looks right in a painting. Then I try turning it upside down. It really does give you a different perspective. In the case of the painting I’m doing it also allows me to get closer to the top of the picture as I’ve got it propped up on a chair.

Eyesight is another problem. If I’m staring at my phone looking at the image it’s hard for my eyes to accommodate (called presbyopia) where the lenses in your eyes get stiffer as you get older, so they don’t focus as well.

I’m now starting to paint the cracks in the window frame paint. I may come back to the clouds (thanks Martha, a bit of finger painting helped).

I’ve rotated the photo back to the vertical on my camera so I can look at it without moving the canvas. Eventually I will turn it back the right way so I can paint the bottom half. It’s going to take a while…..

When cats get in the way?

Posted on August 15, 2019 Posted in Cat, UncategorizedTagged Blogging, Cat, Fun, Jumping, Leaping, Life, Painting, Play, Poem, PoetryLeave a comment

When cats get in the way

You just have to live with it

Or push her away?

Give her attention

Let her just play.

Jumping and leaping

Up on my lap,

Knocking my paints over,

Splashing the water,

Sharpening her claws

On my canvas.

She’s lovely

But mad.

Taking a rest.

Posted on August 14, 2019 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Art, Blogging, Fun, Humour, Life, Pattern, Photo, Sleep, TiredLeave a comment

Even when I’ve got my eyes closed I have to do something arty. I like pattern and colours. Plus this is a way of hiding my double chin a bit! I’ve left painting till there is some daylight so that I can see the colours of the image of spode better.

Anyway I will see how I feel. But for now goodnight.

Cold as ice.

Posted on August 10, 2019 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Blogging, Cold, Horror, Ice, Ice maiden, Ice queen, Kiss, Short story, Spooky, Very short story2 Comments

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Her face seemed chiselled and angular, it was pale and smooth. The one blemish was a small mole just below the left side of her mouth. Icy, that’s what he thought, like an ice sculpture. Her manner was friendly though, a slight smile played around her mouth as they chatted. He was attracted to her and decided to ask her to go for a drink.

At the bar he asked her what she wanted? Vodka and tonic was her reply, no ice.

They sat and drank and chatted, he felt closer to her than anyone else he’d ever met. He held her hand and she smiled that quiet smile again.

Look I’ll give you a lift home he said. No problem, it’s on my way. She readily agreed.

As they pulled up outside her house he leaned towards her, a little peck on her cheek, it felt cold under his lips. He looked into her tranquil blue eyes. She took his face in her hands, directing her mouth towards him, pulling his face down, inwards. He felt the cold now, sharp, icy, his mouth was numb. The chill spread across his face, his head. Despite the heat he was freezing, shivering. The kiss continued until his eyes glazed over and he slumped forward.

Sorry hun, she said.

Four years ago

Posted on August 9, 2019 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Air rifle, Blogging, Country show, Day out, Fun, Life, Memory, TargetLeave a comment

This was from four years ago in 2015 when me and my hubby went and had a go at air rifle shooting. I’m not trained to use them, it was a one off. We maybe have a go once a year or less. They were not special guns just fairground ones. I think the distance we were shooting was probably four or five meters. The first picture is my hubby’s, the second is mine. I was slightly surprised at how I did. Just found this on Facebook memories.

I have also tried archery but don’t have the strength to shoot far with that.

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