A pink balloon floats in a cerulian sky. Artrage app digital drawing. Finger painting. Prompt Float from #bandofsketchers.
I have a good visual memory and this is from my imagination.
Floating….
Tag: Imagination
Edge, Esther Chilton prompt.
Nebula ?
I wrote this post as a response to Esther Chiltons weekly prompt.
Edge
On the edge of the galaxy, in the streaming snow of stars, a snake like creature swims the dust lanes.
Pure energy, it feeds on supernova and quasars.
Many thousands of years old, it has started to glow. Corruscating colours flowing along it’s length.
What is this Edge creature? Totally alien, made of quantum fluctuations, entangled electrons. Perhaps when it ripens the galaxy will twist like a newly lit Catherine wheel on bonfire night.
Bird doodle
I love my little notebook, getting filled up with sketches and doodles and bits of writing prompts. This bird recently appeared squeaking and squaking (odd word spelling I know) on the page. With this drawing comes memories of drawing odd bits when I was a child. I used to try and draw butterflies and moths and horses too. It is about learning to draw and freeing your imagination. Art is life!
Painting update
I’m still working on this. I tried to sort out the horizon line as it was wobbly. I think that the land in the background is too dark. I want to try and resolve the colours and waves on the sea…. Is it too light or dark….
This is from my imagination but I might try and find something that is similar. Or I could turn it into a more abstract image?
Fern time
Ferns are growing in the wall again, catkins are appearing on the trees. My snowdrops have flowered and now the daffodils and helibores are in flower. Soon the tulips will open.
I can’t wait for warm breezes. Marigolds, wallflowers, wisteria and nasturtiums. Blue skies and then the fruit blossoms. The days will be longer and it might help me feel better. I hope the bees and ladybirds arrive soon.
Playing with scraper board art
It’s hard to get a good photo when the surface of the underlying scraped board is so reflective. I’ve been playing with scraper board art, in the 1st and 2nd pictures the holographic surface changed colour due to the angle of the light hitting it. The image is based on a photo of my cat. The 3rd and 4th are a copper colour, the horse was made up from my imagination. The underlying board was metallic not holographic but still changed colour based on the angle of incidence of the light.
What do you see?
Today at choir someone had spilt water on the floor. Like a Rorschach test, looking at ink blots, I saw the figure of a fairy swinging. Both legs bent at the knee, wearing pointed toe boots, sitting forward on a swing, butterfly wings behind and a little pixie hat on her head. If I can I will try and draw on top of the image to see how much more I can make it look like a fairy. This is an example of Pareidolia, where the mind sees images from random patterns.
Knit one twisted pearl one!
Just found this jumper I knitted about 40 years ago! I apparently was using a twisted pearl and knit stich. No pattern, I made it up as I went along! It was in one of my divan drawers that just got sent to the tip, the drawer not the jumper!
Newt dream!
I just woke from a weird dream. I was in a wooden hut/ nature reserve and was with a large group of strangers. The team leader bought up the question that people were asking about, could we go canoeing?
I put up my hand to speak, but whilst other people voiced their opinions I was studiously ignored. Suddenly I saw a newt in a corner and I didn’t want it to get trampled. I went over and gently picked it up, wondering if I was allowed to. Don’t you have to have a licence for newt handling?
I came outside by the front door into a lovely natural wood, but the newt had dissappeared. I had to find it again. Meanwhile I was in a garden with a pond. I saw the newt and picked it up. I placed it in the foliage by the pond, and as I stood up I saw the newt tail in my hand.
Then I woke up! I have no idea what it meant. I was just glad that I remembered it. I don’t think it was a lucid dream but it was interesting. I wonder why I dreamt it?
Set design
Crashed UFO at the play I went to yesterday. It wasn’t actually on the stage but in a seperate room on the way in.
In a strange way it reminded me of a Santa’s sledge I saw once outside Santa’s grotto as a child. You then got into another sled inside a large screened of area and the landscape on the sides seemed to move. It was actually a painted backdrop on rollers that ran round so the landscape seemed to scroll past. At the end of your “journey” you got off to see Santa and get your present…. Oops rambling there
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I could imagine doing the same thing with the UFO so it would look like it was flying through the sky with stars and clouds.
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