A happy New Year! Grant that I May bring no tear to any eye When this New Year in time shall end Let it be said I've played the friend, Have lived and loved and labored here, And made of it a happy year. -Edgar Guest
We didn't have the american version of Santa Claus in my country when I was growing up (we do now), so I thought it would be interesting to post 'Grandfather Cold', because it was him that I used to write letters to.
Sorry I haven't been around much. I have far too much going on in my life right now and am just managing to tread water!
Kitchen renovation is heading into week three. Looks like it will be longer than 4 weeks because of the holiday next week. I would never ask anyone to work on a holiday weekend. Holidays should be sent with loved ones.
My book art is not progressing as quickly as the kitchen, however. I had no idea how distracting having the kitchen torn apart would be for me. I mean the studio is on the OTHER side of the house from the kitchen. But there is kitchen stuff everywhere and I keep tripping over it and not knowing where stuff is and it's making me a bit nuts.
And if that wasn't enough, I am having medical issues again. So I spent several of my days going to various doctors' offices for various tests. I am not pleased.
Above are the only holiday cookies I will be able to make this year. Enjoy them! So grateful to be a part of this wonderful group of artists.
PS. If any of you like Cyd Moore, I interviewed her on my blog yesterday. She is as fun in person as she is in her artwork. Please stop by and leave me a comment! Daily Art Food
This is my first post. I haven't really worked on watercolor for a long time. I'm glad to be included in WaWe because I think it will rekindle my enthusiasm for watercolor. It is my favorite medium but it is so frustrating...this can be seen in my illo. Started out okay with pure watercolor in the landscape portion but blew it with the subject...hence, acrylic to cover up the mistakes. Hopefully, practice will teach me how to avoid that. If they were all perfect, I'd be driving a nicer truck.
This is an oldie but still a favorite of mine. The original was sent to a friend in Portugal who is a big fan of beagles :-) We adopted our dog Constance a little over 6 years ago. They were not sure how old she was then, somewhere between 6 and 8. So she is at least 12 years old now, a senior girl, but still full of energy. And she has these long, long ears that flap in the wind!
"Dear Santa: Please bring the cat lots of toys to play with. Love, Mouse." This was a quick one that popped into my head. Mr. Mouse would like "world peace" (in the mouse world) and one way to do that is to keep the big cat busy!
Thankful = Friendship, Family, Fall, Food & the Lovely things in life - flowers and otherwise. I'm thankful for a holiday that slows me down and makes me take notice of the little perfect things in life.
Oh my goodness, I have not had time to paint anything at all the last week or so. I can't believe all of the great work that has been posted here the last few weeks. I must go back and take it all in. I'm so thankful for all of the inspiration other artists bring!
This is a painting I did a while back. Pumpkin pie is my favorite dish during this festive holiday. So, Pumpkin Pie Here I Come!
A humming, a twitter, a buzz, a noise beyond hearing emanated from the deep, dark, depth of the closet.
A puff of air, a small breath of breeze, a flicker of curtains opens a slit of light from a bright moon lit night.
Caught by a moon beam, held by a boy's clear sight, a closet Gnome stands frozen and frightened to move a minute muscle.
Perhaps unnoticed or not believed, perhaps thought to be imagined or seen as night's shadows dancing.
Hoping Mortimer the Gnome wills himself unseen to make himself invisible.
Knowing and now seeing what he knew all along his eyes locked and fixed on this creature of beyond.
The boy Felix stares gluing his eyes refusing to blink scared that his magical creature would disappear.
"You there. I see you. Yes you." And in a breath Felix and Mortimer were side by side, face to face and eye to eye.
"I know some serious magic needs to happen now or I couldn't do this." And with that Felix touches Mortimer with a eruption of faerie dust.
"I know something magical when I see it."
"It is a well known fact that Gnomes live among us unseen. This has been going on for a long, long time and we like it that way. Sometimes people will see us and do not believe it, this happens all the time. You got to be nuts to believe in little people, you need glasses. Well those are the rules and that is just the way it is. Grow up! And go back to sleep I am just a dream. Forget about it."
"Now you touching me like that was out of line. OK OK maybe I do owe you a little magic. And maybe all this Faerie dust is a dead give away."
"Caught in a moon beam; they warn you, they tell you never ever get caught in a moon beam. So I did. Big deal. Or it wouldn't be if you hadn't touched me. Now my whole world is changed. I have to... never mind. Magic is what you want and magic is what you will have."
Surrounded by white fluffy clouds flying in a toy red boat Felix steers and guides not knowing where. Mortimer wedged in the front of the boat with arms out stretched like a plane.
Mortimer; "You can not find where we are going by knowing how or by looking. There is no route in fact the more you think about it and try to find it the more it will elude you. Do not try this on your own. Just follow the Faerie dust."
Just then the clouds part and an island appears flowing in the sky.
"We're here. We're here. I'm home. I'm Home"
The Island is lush and green and thick with forest.
There is soft gentle music flowing and inviting.
As soon as they land Mortimer scrambles out and scurries into the forest followed closely by felix never leaving him out of his sight.
Still working on Minnie, the St. Bernard, character. Not consistent yet with the character but having fun working on it! You wouldn't think that a 100 lb dog could jump and play like a puppy, but she does (just get out of her way--she doesn't know her own strength)!
On chilly evenings little Samantha would find herself in another world when she snuggled up with an old leather bound book filled with whimsical stories of far away lands...
Still catching up here! This was really more of a rough draft to play with the colors and ideas. I rushed it a bit and so it's definitely not where I want it to be, but I'm really amazed at how looking at the image after it's scanned helps me see what I want to change and adjust.