New paintings and regular art updates.
Today’s #bandofsketchers prompt was vintage. OK, so I looked up vintage dress on my phone then made up a pattern. I think I’ll call it ‘molecules’. I was aiming at one of those 50’s/60’s patterns I remember from my childhood. The background was just to try and make it stand out.
Doodle in ArtRage oils free app. I’m so busy drawing with felt pens that I forgot that I have it on my phone. I’m sort of sticking with blue and yellow as my main colours. Why, because Ukraine is on my mind. I guess this isn’t brilliant but finger painting with smudgy drawing tools can be difficult. I don’t know what made me draw this, but it was fun..
This is my older boy cat. Sitting in his box in the kitchen, like butter wouldn’t melt in his mouth….
This morning he ran in the bathroom. He usually jumps up on the lid of the toilet, then up onto the cupboard by the window to nibble at the plant in there…
Oh no! The lid was up. He jumped, slid and slipped across the seat, plop, splash! Into the toilet bowl (luckily cleaned this morning). Poor cat! Miaow! Very wet cat! He was fine. But I will remember to keep the lid down. I hope he’s a bit more cautious tomorrow!
Buds are bursting
Leaves are appearing
Pigeons are roosting in the rain
The sky’s are grey
Ducks and geese wander
Round Westport Lake.
A gentle walk
Taking in the view
Dampened by the drizzle
Laceworks of twigs
Fill in the gaps
Soon there will be daffodils
Crocuses and tulips
Then May blossom.
March,
In like a lion
Out like a lamb
(or vice versa)
Soon to be revealed…..
When I was young I used to practice drawing perspective using one or two vanishing points. When our #bandofsketchers prompt came up as construction I thought I would do something along those lines. Then thinking of Ukraine and how it will need rebuilding I decided to colour it blue and yellow.
Dove
Call for peace
Give life hope
Keep people safe
Forgive evil
Share love.
Sunset, watercolour, February 2021.
I had been for a walk with a good friend and walked a lot further than I thought I could. Oh what a difference a year makes. I couldn’t walk a third of that distance now. Every time I think I’m going to go for a walk something seems to stop me. For instance this weekend was lovely, but I had an upset stomach (too much information?), so I stayed home. I’m getting increasingly frustrated by this. I want to be out there, walking, painting, being back to normal. Instead I’m just burbling away here. Spinning out my old memories into a web of comfort that doesn’t equate to doing things for real.
Tulips in the kitchen. Now I need some daffodils for tomorrow which is the 1st of March and St David’s day.
Wales has many symbols, the daffodil, the leek and last but not least, the Welsh dragon that appears on their flag.
It is always good to get to March, it is the start of the Metereological Spring in the Northern Hemisphere. I expect we will be blasted by March winds. But tulips and daffodils cheer me up.
A self portrait I did aged forty but filtered to obscure it. It’s twenty years old and I can’t remember why I did it. I think I was experimenting with photoshop at the time. It’s me wearing a reuse, recycle, repair tee shirt (which I still have somewhere). My hair was in a short bob and I painted the book covers on the bookcase with the titles of all my favourite books. Maybe I will use a different filter and see how that affects the painting. I seem to do a self portrait every ten years, so a while to go till the next one. X
Mirror mirror, on the wall
What do you see, the room at all?
Do you see the world around
Clearly see where you are bound?
Into night, away from day
Where your owner learns to play
Music on the piano.
Making every hour go
So when a face you finally show
The thought is there
A face so fair.
Mallaband-Brown