Sometimes you just have to doodle, To be free. Drawing n the Artrage app. It’s one of my favourite places t draw digitally, you get various pens and thickesses. You also adjust the metallic effect. I enjoy it.
Just a doodle
Tag: Fun
No cards this year
Usually I send cards to my friends, but the local card shop has closed, the post office closed and one of the post boxes has been removed.
I decided I would make a donation to the charity Parkinsons UK instead. They do work on trying to find and resolve the causes of Parkinsons disease. Hopefully I will be helping others in my circumstances.
Cards are a fun way to show you care about your friends and family. They were first sent by the Victorians in 1843. They became more popular in the 1860s and 70s. People used the penny post to send them to their loved ones. I do t really want to stop sending them, but digital life affects reality.
Reindeer
Yesterday in Newcastle under Lyme for the Christmas lights opening. A large reindeer puppet strolled round the town centre. It’s movements steered by three puppeteers, directing it’s head downwards so that young children could stroke it’s nose. The head was lit up and you could see it’s eyes blink.
It was a lovely and beautiful sight. I think it was made by BArts.
Painting a model.
A snowy cottage (with led lights) and a flowerbed for cut flowers. Made by a craft group I’m in. The wooden model was mostly painted with white acrylic to replicate snow. I added dark outlines to indicate bricks, stone and tiles.
This is not a good photo, but it gives you an idea of it’s size. At least it feels like I did something artistic last week.
What does space smell of?
They say space smells of gunpowder..
But is that gunpowder tea?
Or gunpowder from cannons..
Why not burnt toast?
Or overcooked omlettes?
Could it smell of wet lemons.
Frozen peas?
Creosote on a fence..
Sugared Almonds?
Cat pee.
Sour yoghurt?
Old oak woods
Field mushrooms?
Who knows..
I never will!
Old willow tree
Old willow tree
Standing tall
Your long thin leaves
Now wave and fall
From green to gold
And yellow hue
Fluttering against
A sky of blue.
Then wind blows strong
Storm comes along
Your leaves are shredded
And stripped
To lie among
The fallen mulch
For slugs and snails
To munch!
Threads challenge
A threader had dared people to write a poem using the word socks.
I came up with this :
My socks fell round my ankles
As the elastic was worn
It’s really not a good look
And I should have sworn
But I was in an interview
Trying for a job
So I hid my legs very quickly
And decided to shut my gob!
Very silly I know! Hope you laugh!
Singing
One of the choirs I’m in went to a singathon today. Choirs and performances all day. This is a photo in the cafe. I don’t have permission to take photos of the participants.
It was lovely to join in with the choir, we sang songs from around the world including Tonga, Trinidad, France, Romanian, and Maori. I had to have a chair as I cannot stand for long, which is immensely frustrating. But it was great to be out and about, and driving through the autumn countryside was a bonus.
As we left we heard the theme to “Blackadder” played on recorders through an open window. A really eccentric English moment.
Cat sketch
A lady called Mara on Threads was offering to paint quick sketches of cats so I sent a picture of one of mine. She’s done a rapid watercolour sketch and it’s so full of character that I quite like it, it’s charming. I hope she doesn’t mind me sharing. X
Odd bike sculpture
I saw this yesterday. A tandem stye bike. It might be two bikes converted by removing the back wheel of the first bike and the front wheel of the second. I don’t know if it would be stable enough to ride?
It’s been painted gold and might be part of a sculpture trail? I couldn’t get close enough to get a better look, this is zoomed in.
Mallaband-Brown 