
What are they?
Pink petals
Soft
Finely scented
Given with love and devotion
Showing they care
Perfect flowers
Blushing with beauty
For love and lovers.
New paintings and regular art updates.

What are they?
Pink petals
Soft
Finely scented
Given with love and devotion
Showing they care
Perfect flowers
Blushing with beauty
For love and lovers.

Avocado?
No…
Aubergine
No
Aardvark?
Maybe
Alpha Centauri
Er…
August
Not yet…
Aniseptics
Not quite..
Autumn
Now that’s silly!
Argonaut
Yeah right
What then
Apple!

Today was second vaccine day. On a cold afternoon I went to a health center for it. It was probably colder and wetter than it was twelve weeks ago. It was certainly very windy.
It was great to get inside, everyone was socially distanced. People were seated around the edges of the room but I was ushered straight through after having my temperature taken. I think that was because I was on my second jab so they had already got my details.
A couple of minutes later I was being asked which arm I wanted the jab in. The nurse said ‘sharp scratch’ but to be honest I didn’t feel anything. After utting on my coat I went to sit with a group of people sitting a couple of meters apart. Ten minutes later, with no obvious side effects, I was allowed to go.
I went shopping on the way home. I feel fine, just an achy shoulder, and that might just be the pain I sometimes get in my frozen shoulder. Onwards and upwards. I hope the world can roll out the vaccine everywhere, not just in rich Western countries.

Nudged
Head butted
By a cat
Soft cheeks
Half closed eyes.
That stare under lids
At you.
Rapt
With love
Purring
‘bring me food’
He seems to say….

Metallic paint on black paper
Pale roses with red edges
Starting to fade
And fall
Soon your petals will drop
The vase emptied
Water poured away
Paint can fade too
Lost in a sketchbook
Somewhere in my mind.

Wear a mask they said
Blue is good, they said
I chose this one
With a sea theme on…
But cover your mouth
For when you breathe out
Don’t breathe the germs
That the air returns.
So I scrapped this mask
Got a blue one for the task
Made of papier-
Mache!

A pattern of splodges and marks in ink and paint. What can I turn it into if I draw over it? I’m not sure, it might be a series of faces, eyes, animal heads. People dancing. Whatever is there I will try and find it.
There is a friend of mine on Facebook who creates art from patterns like ghus. She calls it Shibui Found Art. She creates wonderful pictures, maybe I can try and do something with this.
Shall I colour my hair purple?
Shall I cover the grey?
Replace the silver with a violet hue,
Like old ladies
Have their hair coloured blue?
Doodle an idea,
Just to see
But the drawing
Looks nothing like me!

Oh yes! She tried to get my pen and rubbed her head along my sketchpad. I took a blurry photo and then drew this. Sometimes the paw comes up and she tries to grab my pen. Eyes staring at the tip of it. What fun… Maybe she was an artist in a past life!
Last day of April, almost the end of this semester, but I think drawing something every day has really improved my skills. Looking back at last year’s work before I started college I can see how my mark making has changed. Practice is definitely good for Art.

In a crazed,
cracked bowl
Sits an Apple
Green and crunchy
Ready to eat
Crisp skin
Flecked with gold.
Sharp tasting
But sweet
Glistening