New paintings and regular art updates.
The cat was staring out at the street as we arrived home, he’s nosy, likes to know whats going on. He likes watching cars but will jump down if he sees a dog. I think he’s been sitting in the window more recently because the outside cat has been coming in and he’s out of the way there. He seems content. He almost knocked the TV off its stand last night when he got tangled in the curtains. Now he’s lying on the floor, sat in front of the heater, washing. He’ll be back on the windowledge later. X
Boy cat on the cat tree. He’s definitely got his ‘side’ the girl sits on the other side. Somehow my hubbies train set has migrated onto the top space. Not sure why? There is a lot of junk in that corner, but the cat tree is right next to a radiator and it’s also warm there in the afternoon sunshine. I wish I was a cat x
Quick sketch, layers for #bandofsketchers. Just a pile of washing on the settee with the cat in attendance. Not very exciting I’m afraid. I woukd have liked to have drawn the layers of a cake, or layers of rock in a cliff, or even layers of clothes that someone is wearing, or layers of cloud, but I didn’t have much choice as I haven’t been out today. It’s a bit garish, but I love pattern and colour, so it will do.
Keeping himself clean
Soft and shiny fur
He likes to be seen
It makes him purr
Sharpening his claws too
That’s what you have to do.
When you are a black and white cat.
Not too thin, not too fat.
Just lovely, friendly, neat
with neatly washed feet x
Snap!
Picture mirrored in the Layout app (it’s something from Instagram). I was trying to think what it reminded me if and I suddenly though CROCODILE!
It’s weird how things can look if they are duplicated. You suddenly realise you are looking at some new creation. Some pattern that shouldn’t be there. It’s fun, it’s peculiar, it’s what I like to do.
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rusty bedsprings
Slumped by the wall.
Used to support beans growing tall.
A line of washing shades the view
Helping ease the sun’s bright hue.
Plants bathed in heat
Wither and dry
Turning brown
Hope they don’t die.
Above all water of life,
Carried in the clouds
Stopping great strife.
Overall its a British summer.
Bright in parts, in others dimmer.
Some places have vines,
Others marrows,
As the heat of the day
Makes eyes narrow.
So interesting view
Shirts, trousers a few.
Dry in one day.
That’s all I can say.
Cats are hard to draw when they are washing, they move from one position to another and when you are trying to capture them on a drawing tablet its harder because of changing tools mid drawing. My hubby just chimed in that its harder to draw flying bats! True, I just haven’t seen any recently.
Anyway I will try and do something different next time. I’m just a bit stuck in a rut today, so please excuse my lack of posting today.
Is it strange to wash my shopping? I get in and wipe each item over with washing up liquid. It’s making my hands sore, but I think it’s important to do it. Sorry about the little sketch but I didn’t want to advertise what groceries I buy.
Anyway, I know the coverings might be perfectly clean, but my argument is that you don’t know who has handled them.
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argh! Just got soaked. I’d rested my cup of coffee on my easle paintbrush tray, a fresh, full cup of decaff (don’t ask). But it tipped up, fell off landed on my foot, bounced, splashed…. My legs were soaked, the throw on the chair is soaked, my jumper, even my face was splashed! Everything is in the washer now! Coffee, even without sugar, seems to be sticky. Yuk.
Will have to wait for the washer to go through its wash and spin cycle. A later night than I had hoped.
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My old cat liked a good wash. He sat in here and went for a spin, (not really). He was so cute but mad. Climbed bookcases to the top, chased the other cats. He was very bright… Not like another stray cat we took in. Sadly we think he died from drinking antifreeze. We think he got into someone’s garage. That was several years ago but I still miss him.
