New paintings and regular art updates.
Someone sent me this photo of lentil soup and suggested I try it but I wasn’t up to following the recipe. But I did like their photo. Apologies if it is copyright but I don’t think so? The table was visible in the original and the dinner mat was twisted but I straightened it up a bit and cropped it to lose the table. I just like the orange bowl and the thin blue line round the edge. It just seperates the bowl from the white and yellow of the mat.
A small papier mache bowl I painted during the week. It’s meant to represent the sun seen through trees, which are the black lines, the green bands are leaves, the blue and white represent sky and the yellow is the sun. But what to call it? I would call it abstract and simple. It’s vaguely art deco? Let me know a title?
Have you ever podded or shelled peas?
When I was little we used to sit in the back yard and shell the peas dad had grown.
The garden was on the other side of a path that ran behind the houses. The yards were covered in slate blue coloured bricks. I would sit with my mom and siblings, she would hand out peas in the pod. I remember you pressed along one side of the peapod, the seam of it split and a row of beautiful peas sat along the other edge, then you hooked them out with your thumb. Sweet green peas falling into the bowl. Many peas didn’t go into the bowl, but into my mouth instead. It was a pleasure to eat them. They never tasted sweeter and fresher.
Other things that went on in the yard? I remember it snowing in February. Mom collected fresh snow off the yard wall. She used the water to make her pancake mix for Shrove Tuesday. I think she thought they tasted better than using “corporation pop” ( tap water). Probably because of chorine in the tap water?
Memories, they spring to mind without volition.
Just because
I combined
These pictures,
A little owl appeared
To cheer my day.
I hope he
Cheers yours
Too!
A dragon 🐲 in the Chinese style. Head and tail are large. The body thin and snake or worm like with a sinuous shape. Four legs, clawed feet. Apparently Imperial dragons had five claws and normal dragons had four.
I once made a dragon bowl in pottery class. I’d made the bowl in a mold and I carved a dragon like this inside. I gave it five claws and toes on each foot and it was carved to show the scales. I had it biscuit fired and it survived the heat. No cracks or blemishes. Then I glazed it. I can’t remember what colours, but I looked forward to seeing the result after the Christmas break (about thirty years ago). Unfortunately when we came back it was missing! The consensus was it must have been stolen! Soon after that I left the pottery class because I was so disappointed.
In a crazed,
cracked bowl
Sits an Apple
Green and crunchy
Ready to eat
Crisp skin
Flecked with gold.
Sharp tasting
But sweet
Glistening
I could crop this photo to tidy it up…but the bits of blue sky reflected off the sink and the red bowl, top left, seem to add interest. I have windows on both sides of the kitchen, dual aspect I think they call it? So I get lots of light in the kitchen on sunny days as the sun climbs higher in the sky.
Spring is coming, I can feel the warmth in the sunshine. The trees are about to come into leaf, buds of blossom will be bursting, pink and white clouds. I will have to get out and prune things like our buddliea bushes. They are thugs! And the pears? They remind me we should get our crop from our pear tree later in the year….
Old lemons in a cracked and crazed bowl, observational drawing, it’s 1.35am on a Thursday morning, what else would I be doing? Next I’m going to watch the joy of painting with Bob Ross…. What a strange life I’m living!
Today’s #bandofsketchers prompt is delicate. So I drew one of the pale pink roses I got for myself on Valentines day.
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!
Mallaband-Brown