when you doodle digitally you never know what’s going to appear. Will it be OK, will it work. This drawing started as something completely different but I played with it, added texture, added patterns. Basically it looks nothing like the original.
Do you find yourself thinking of a word that just pops into your mind? I thought of a few today. Gestalt, Normality and Defunct all jumped into my head today.
Another day it could be crumble, grunge or fanciful, which is probably what this is.
I think I need sleep when I can dream of words chasing each other through the sky and over hills. Trundling into the sunset where they burst into brilliant petals.
Words are fun, they need using or abusing, but they definitely can make life interesting, exuberant and startling!
It’s that time of year again, two weeks of tennis on TV. I could sit in a darkened room and watch it all, mens, womens doubles and wheelchair matches. There is a lot of excitement especially towards the end of the tournament and that’s not including the risk of a heavy downpour of rain stopping play.
This year court one has a retractable roof so it offers shelter to players in the same way as the centre court.
Wimbledon can be engrossing, intriguing, spectacular. Human bodies getting bent and stretched into shapes never normally seen in real life. The commentary helps you understand what just happened when tennis balls are travelling across the court faster than you can see.
But I’m getting interested. It’s on in the background. I’ve got things to do. People to see. Switch it off…. In a few minutes, at the end of this game…. This set…. This match….
I was playing around with a photo of the stained glass windows in the church and came up with this. I sort of like it although I’m not sure the church would. When you use flood fill it causes a loss of details so you can’t see the faces on the image. I chose a rainbow flood fill so could create circles on top of the image.
curves and angels
winged with colour
Art with rainbows
illuminating and obscuring.
saints and sinners,
seperated by glass.
I think this is crockery on a drainer but it’s a while since I took the photo and then modified it in the layout app on my phone. I just found it and was struck by its straight and fluid lines. So I’ve posted it.
Where do cats get there energy? Running, jumping, chasing, getting his claws stuck in the throw over the settee.
Pouncing on his toys, chasing his sister. Being chased by her. Upstairs and downstairs. Into the bathroom and kitchen. Jumping up on windowsills and the cat tree…
Then a wash…. Back, sides, face. Suddenly calm.