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Found in the garden under a bush. She was wrapped in ivy and laurel leaves. Lost in our garden. A wood fairy or sprite, turned not to stone, but sadly only resin. Still, she slowly danced through spring and autumn, summer and winter. Slowly submerged in vegetation. I’m glad she’s rescued. Now she’s in the yard, surrounded by petals and colours. Nasturtiums, petunias, fushias, begonias, a true flower fairy. Blooming lovely.
Last night
I drew a pattern
Gave it a twist
Tied it down
Into quarters
Now I see
Rabbits or hares
With red eyes
Staring at me
Bright eyes
Burning like?
Rubies!
Mad back yard. The heavy rain has pepped up all the plants. You have to avoid the baskets. I want to put some washing on the line but it’s clouded over again. I’m tired and hot. A friend came round and after a cup of tea helped cut back part of a large bush that had layered itself (spread outwards with side shoots). Of course I stayed inside for most of the time, but decided to say hi after a rest and ended up helping a bit by cutting off small twigs. By the time I came back in I was exhausted and tired out, hence the shaking. But looking at this really cheered me up. A real plethora and pleasure of flora!
A money plant on our windowledge that has become very contorted. The wizard and black owl in a magic hat below it seem appropriate because they represent magic. There are glass paperweights next to them which I also think look quite magical. I could paint it, not sure, it maybe looks like an illustration from a children’s book….
We saw these Canada Geese on the canal today as we went for a walk after handing my painting in for the three counties open. These look like parents and young (some are in full plumage but smaller). I have plans to do a few more in a similar style for the cafe at the Etruria Industrial Museum. They are swapping out the current paintings on display. Apparently my painting of an owl was too expensive, but how can you ever earn anything if people don’t want to pay. BUT I might consider charging less because I just keep having an increasing collection of them and I really, really want them to go to new homes….
Watch out for a few new paintings over the next couple of days /weeks.
Poppies make me smile
They have real style
If I could put them in order
I love white ones with a red border.
I like himalayan blue
I wonder if you do too?
Welsh poppies are yellow
A colour that’s mellow…
Orange from Californian lands
Red sunshine, might grow on sands
But red are my favourite flower
They seem to have a great power.
To me they are iconic
And I’m not being ironic
The colour of Ruby lips
Red blood and rose hips…..
A gin and tonc
With sliced lime
And added cherries
Cheered me up
It was good to sip!
Cold and icy
Nice and spicy
A dash of gin
And loads of tonic
To drown myself in!
Our small moon has risen, facing the westerning sun. Over ancient walls and red tiled rooves. The green of full summer beats down on the countryside. Leaves heavy in a photosynthesising flourish. Light starts to fade as the sun slides further down towards the horizon. Moon brightens to shine its joyous light.
I saw this rainbow light reflected on my brushes this morning. It was being caused by a holographic sketchpad that was on the cupboard next to the brushes. The pad has been there for ages but I’ve never seen this before, it must just be because of the angle of the light. I might try and base a drawing or painting on it. Today’s
Yet again I can see faces in this pattern. Like little dogs faces. The pale green patches with black horizontal lines coulsvbe frogs eyes. I got the colours by playing with ‘curves’ on my photo editor on my phone. I like the way the complementary colours of red and green work together. I could see this as a print on a scarf or even a place mat for a coffee cup or a pattern on the actual cup.
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