New paintings and regular art updates.
This is what greeted us when we arrived at the Thai restaurant tonight. I’d decided to have a meal out after getting wet and chilly this afternoon.
The cats were a friendly gesture because we visit frequently and the owner knows I have cats.
Now I’m home and I’m going to put my feet up. There is nothing wrong with having a rest occasionaly.
Time for coffee I think.
X
Funny what you can find in a pub. This skeleton is plastic and sits in the corner of a local pub, next to the fire. I called the drawing the regular, he has been there for a few years. There is also a pretend skeleton of a dog behind him. Also you can see the top of a guitar next to him. That’s because I drew this on music night. The sketch pad is about 4 inches square and I have a drawing from 1995 in it of a place called Winnats pass in Derbyshire. 
I’m tired because I’ve been at the panto all evening so this is a very short blog post and also a short poem
Skeleton
Skull
Pirate
Gull,
Treasure
Gold
Dubloon
Silver
Moon
Ship
Sea
Ocean
Free.
I want to be in my bed
Asleep,
Sleeping, snoozing, snoring, napping.
Tired out
Kaput,
Knackered,
Dozing, having 40 winks
Getting some shut eye
Sleeping under the duvet….
Warm, snuggled, wrapped in feather down
Hushed, soft, moonlit,
Hidden in the dark,
Eyes closed but seeing the stars.
Waves of colour.
Dreaming of galaxies and sun’s,
Nebulae encompassing infinity,
Then shrink down, back to the room,
And sleep.. …
With one of the cats, it’s 2am and I’m still not sleepy. Just had a decaff coffee and a yoghurt because we had our evening meal 8 hours ago and I’m more than a little peckish.
I keep thinking I will go to bed early. Like in that old saying about ” early to bed early to rise makes a man healthy wealthy and wise”. I guess I’m none of those. I will go up in a bit.. .. All this started over a year ago when my partner had his new (then) motorbike stolen. We tracked it down and got it back (now there’s a funny story) but ever since I have listened out most nights to the traffic and footsteps of people passing. Its not good for me I know. So here I am again (starting a sentence with so) (but that was OK in the sound of music?) … Anyway. Its dark and I find now I do actually want to sleep. Perhaps I have bored myself to sleep!
Goodnight x
I haven’t done anything since finishing Jupiter Blue, except for painting scenery.
I have ups and downs with art. As my mom used to say, and as I said to someone recently “don’t force it phoebe” in other words don’t overdo things….
I will try and get organised again. I have things to finish and I think I’ve said I will do stuff. But with this cold I’m a bit mixed up. I need to rest, but I’ve always got bored easily.
I’ve made one decision though. I want to start trumpet lessons again….
What a day! I’m tired out but still got things to do. I wanted to write something here tonight but have not had time. My eyes are sore from the eyedrops this morning and my eyelids are drooping. Twice my phone has slid out of my hands onto the floor.
I was planning to do a drawing of the Chinese new year, but it hasn’t happened. I’m listening to some Gershwin on the TV. Can’t remember what it’s called. Thinking about getting a decaff coffee or a gin and tonic. Not sure which.
It’s midnight and I need sleep but I have visitors in the morning and the housework has not been done because I’ve been so busy. Some of its just straightening chair covers or tidying away papers. No problem really, just a lot of little things.
Anyway now I’ve had a rest I’d better get on……
I’ve added a cleaning service on my phone. But it seems to have done slightly too much of a deep clean on it, or at least that’s my guess as a non technical person.
My WordPress account is shooting straight across to Facebook again. I will have to try and get help sorting it out. It is annoying, it makes me feel like chaos is taking over….
So apologies if my posts are a bit confused.
X
Since I did so many posts about Blue I thought I would write a random poem about yellow. ….
Yellow bowl,
full of custard,
Bananas
Yellow bandana.
Rifle through my brain…
Yellow ochre,
yellow belly,
Lemon yellow.
Polka dot bikini.
Cadmium yellow..
Corn on the cob
Belishia beacon,
Beaches of golden yellow sand,
Yellow wands of willow,
Yellow cotton pillow
case…
Painted yellow face?
Hello yellow jello
no need to bellow…
Yellow….
I was going to include an American politician in this but thought better of it….
We both are tired out. I have a cold and I think he’s caught it off me. I decided to try and draw him in a simple drawing app. It’s more fun than sitting watching TV. I guess I must be starting to feel a bit better.
I must start going back to life drawing. I was doing it last year, then the nights got dark and cold and I stopped. I realise I’ve stopped doing a few things over the last couple of months. I don’t know if it’s the lack of sunlight or depression, but I feel a bit housebound. Trying to snuggle up and be safe. Life gets like that sometimes.
X
I haven’t slept
He keeps me awake
When he mutters
All the time
In his sleep .
I am cracking
My mind is numb
Except for an ache behind my eyes.
My dry eyes
Tired out
Quiet
That’s what I need…..
Sleep
Mallaband-Brown