Friday, February 15, 2019

Heart Hug -Paint Party Friday

Hello sweet  Friends.  This is a lineart drawing I created in 2011.  I am really really sick today, so I just didn't feel up to drawing something new.  You can see my background in cartooning came to the fore in this piece!  I hope you enjoy this picture of my darling little niece.  She is the heart of my  heart.

As you can see, she is a joy to draw!

Have a happy Valentine's Day, sweet Friends.  Thank you for dropping by, your comments are always an encouragement to my heart, dear ones.  May God shower you with love, joy and laughter--Happy Paint Party Friday!

Friday, February 8, 2019

Saying Goodbye -Paint Party Friday

With Valentine's Day quickly approaching, my heart feels melancholy.  Even now, four years later, it is hard to comprehend I am alone.  Sometimes I feel the presence of my Beloved, but as time passes I feel his presence less and less.  Still, there is a nostalgic magic in the air...

I sense I am saying goodbye to what once was and greeting the possibility of what will be.  Often when a person looses their spouse after many years, there is a reorganization of one's identity.  It isn't that I lost who I am, it is that I am embracing the woman I have become.  I am strong (most of the time), creative, active, loving and hopeful.

A few weeks before my Beloved flew to heaven, he told me if anything ever happened to him, he wanted me to fall in love, get married and be happy.  At the time I laughed, not knowing of course, that in a few weeks he would be gone and my life would change forever.

I am finally saying goodbye--my heart finally realizing he is truly gone.  I have melancholy moments, but this morning every nerve is tuned to the realization something is coming.  My heart, my life, my whole being looks forward to what God has in mind for me.  I feel a mixture of fear and joy as I face this great unknown.  But Life is like that. 

Above you see my reference photo of the beautiful Rena, who is as lovely inside as she is outside.  I am so grateful to this lovely young woman for her willingness to model for me.

Happy Paint Party Friday and thank you for dropping by.  I look forward to hearing from you.  Your comments and art are a constant encouragement to me.  May blessing and hope be yours, sweet Friends!  

Friday, February 1, 2019

To Catch An Angel -Paint Party Friday

I am pretty busy today, so I thought I'd share a pen and ink I created a couple of years ago.  It was inspired by a dream.  The story in my dream was almost like being in a  movie--and I hated to awaken.

 Happy Paint Party Friday and thank you for dropping by.  Your visits are a real encouragement to my heart.  Love, joy and peace to you, dear ones!

Friday, January 25, 2019

Playing with Hearts -Paint Party Friday

I have a full day ahead, so I'm posting a drawing from a few years ago.  My model for this piece is Rena.  She is every bit as graceful and lovely as this drawing turned out to be.

Thank you for dropping by, sweet Friends.  This time of year is pretty difficult for me. When you come by and comment, I am encouraged and inspired.  May joy and peace be yours, dear ones.   Happy Paint Party Friday!

Friday, January 18, 2019

Hello Bunny -Paint Party Friday

I did a lot of artwork just after the first of the year.  My computer was out for seven days, so I couldn't do my normal activities.  This gave me a great excuse to do something I love--Art!

It is difficult when I can't find time to draw.  Art is like breathing to me--if I don't draw, something begins to suffocate inside.  I have talked about this to other artists, and most feel much the same as I do.  I think creative people tend to feel this way in whatever they are inspired to do--it is something they must do to maintain sanity! Heehee...

I can't find my reference photo, but when I do I will add it to this post.  My sweet friend Heather posed for me--she's such a wonderful young woman. 

Have a lovely weekend, sweet Friends.  It is always an exciting thing for me when you drop by and comment.  You inspire me.  Happy Paint Party Friday!

Friday, January 11, 2019

Six Mushrooms -Paint Party Friday

Good morning!  A friend of mine LOVES mushrooms.  Hence this graphite drawing as a Christmas gift.  I love mushrooms, they are often graceful and elegant--yet at times they can resemble a mahogany bowl.  Sometimes they're like globulets of jello, and other times they are like paintings on rocks.

Above is my reference photo!  

Such an infinite variety of them exist in this world.  Today I am hosting a Winter Drama Camp for pre-teens in my home!  Now that should be great fun.

Have a lovely day, sweet Friends.  Thank you so much for dropping by. Happy Paint Party Friday

Friday, January 4, 2019

Shelter in the Storm -Paint Party Friday

A couple of nights ago we had a huge windstorm with pounding rains--this cute little drawing, inspired by a vintage postcard, was born during that storm!  Thankfully there was not any damage to the property, other than a big canopy which escaped its tethers to land on its head in the alley next to the house.

The storm was quite an adventure! The wind was so strong at times it wiffled its way through the sealed air conditioner, causing the curtains to puff and breathe.

With every additional noise, my little friend, Toez the Polydactyl Cat, became more tense.  Her sleepy eyes grew wider as she slowly perked her ears forward.  Then her sudden saucer eyes began to glow bright yellow. Especially when the wind began to howl down the chimney. I could see the hair on her nape rise, and her nostrils twitch as she considered the sound.

Abruptly she leaped from her comfy spot in front of the fireplace to skitter up the stairs, flying back downstairs, sounding like a herd of miniature elephants.

I giggled as she stealthily climbed to the top of the fat chair by the front window moving the curtains aside to position her nose against the glass. When she tired of the view, suddenly she was stalking something on the floor. I couldn't see anything there--but whatever it was seemed to tremendously interesting. Every now and again, she would suddenly leap straight up into the air, then go back to snooting yon non-existent bug...

I did try to go to sleep--the wind was a nice lullaby. However each time I was finally close to curling up and dropping off, Toez would catapult herself onto my shoulder, to walk stiff-legged across my arm, onto my hip, skipping on her kitty toes down to my feet.  This, of course, left me pop-eyed and wide awake.

I did manage to sleep toward morning as the storm eased. Thank the Lord for that!

Happy Paint Party Friday!  May the adventures of your New Year be glorious and fun!  Blessings and peace, dear Friends--thank you for dropping by.

Friday, December 28, 2018

Beautiful Mom and Baby Nikolas -Paint Party Friday

This drawing was a gift for my sweet Melissa.  She has a beautiful baby boy, who's chubby grin and gleeful chuckles bring smiles to every face.

I hope your Christmas was a blessed one.  With my sweet Mumsie and dear children, this Christmas was precious, full of laughter and music.   

Thank you so much for your visits. Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year to you, dear ones!  Thank you for your visits.  They are always an encouragement to me

Friday, December 21, 2018

Lazy Wolf -Paint Party Friday

This is a Christmas present for my dear Friend Al.  He and his wife have been my good friends for almost 30 years.  I am so blessed by this wonderful famly.

May this Christmas be especially lovely this year!  Thank you so much for your visits.  They mean a lot to me.  May God bless you you with joy!  A BIG hug to all of you dear ones.

Friday, December 14, 2018

A Beautiful and Ancient Story -Paint Party Friday

When I was a little girl, I could not figure out what all the hoopla was about Santa Claus. It was a charming story--but the problem was, I knew kids from school who were pretty good all year long (myself included), who did not get tons of Christmas gifts.  On the other hand, kids who were mean seemed to have it all!  I remember thinking, "If Santa is real, then he's not very fair."

"Us kids" didn't have much in those days--but thinking back--we were very happy. We were poor, but we didn't know we were lacking in anything. Some say my childhood memories sound like a fairy tale, or something out of a book.

As a child I loved the romance and danger of the ancient story of Joseph and Mary. I was intrigued by the singing angels, shepherds and the tiny baby miraculously conceived. Then there were wise men who followed a shining star to where the child lived. They brought him wonderful exotic gifts.

There was even a jealous, deceitful king who sought after the child's life--yet miraculously, through the intervention of angels, the family escaped certain death.

I am still filled with awe and wonder as I consider the mystery and beauty of that wonderful old story.

Merry Christmas sweet Friends.  May the beauty and mystery of the season fill your hearts with joy!  Thank you so much for dropping by.  Your visits are an encouragement to my heart! 

Friday, December 7, 2018

Christmas Angel -Paint Party Friday

This lovely angel is one of the first Christmas cards I designed, back in the late 1990's.  It was folded into fourths, then in half, with some of the design lapping over onto the back of the card.  I thought it elegant.  This card is one of my favorites of that series--a perfect way to welcome in the Christmas season!

I believe true Christmas joy is not only spending time with family, but it rests within the Gift of God's dear Son to our world.  I know He wasn't really born this time of year, but I love this day we have set aside to celebrate His birth.

Thank you so much for your visits.  They mean SO much to me.  May God give you a blessed Holiday season full of joy.  A BIG hug to all of you dear ones.

Friday, November 30, 2018

Come Hither -Paint Party Friday

"Come Hither," says the maiden of sultry eye and golden green hair.  She who longs to walk upon dry land with two bare feet.  Perhaps the miracle will happen, perhaps not.  When the moon is full, she will sing her siren song until the day her impossible dream comes true.

Have a lovely week, dear friends.   I hope you had a lovely Thanksgiving this year!  I had the blessing of watching five cousins get re-acquainted.  What a joy that was!  God bless you, and thank you so much for dropping by. Your visits are encouraging! 

Friday, November 23, 2018

Happy Thanksgiving! -Paint Party Friday

I made this bookmark special for you, dear ones.  Please feel free to print and use in your favorite books!

 Happy Thanksgiving!  

Your visits make my day, sweet Friends.  I thank the Lord for each and every one of you!!! 

Friday, November 16, 2018

Rapunzel -Paint Party Friday

The story of Rapunzel is not just a fairy tale, but a great romance story. Stolen from her parents through trickery, the girl was raised by an evil Witch, who's jealousy knew no bounds. The girl became more lovely every day and filled with every good virtue, she grew like a beautiful wild rose. Seeing the girl's beauty and goodness, the Witch hid Rapunzel deep in the forest where she lived in the top of a tall stone tower.

Innately musical, the girl loved to sing and filled much of her time learning the haunting melodies of the birds and wind blown trees.

One day a young Nobleman hunting in the forest followed her song to the tower. Alighting from his horse, he walked around its base. Finding no doorway and filled with curiosity, he shouted a greeting. Imagine his astonishment as he viewed the sweet face of a girl leaning from the window above.

Frightened at first, Rapunzel hid from the lad, listening to his queries. But something about his voice warmed her heart. Setting her fear aside, for the first time in her life, the girl spoke to another human being besides her evil captor.

But when dusk filled the air, she told the boy to leave--for if he were to stay, his life would be in danger. Reluctantly, because of her tears, he left vowing to return.

And so their great romance was born. Before the days of cell phones and the internet, their long-distance romance was of another sort. As their friendship grew, the young Nobleman was filled with a longing to see her face to face. So, unbeknownst to Rapunzel, he devised a plan to rescue her.

Hidden in the forest, he watched as the Witch appeared in a shuddering cloud of brown smoke. The old woman cried out, "Rapunzel, Rapunzel, let down your hair." A rope of shimmering gold braid slid from the tower window to the ground. Grasping her bundles, the Witch weirdly clambered its length to enter the tower window.

When the Witch was gone, the boy gathered his courage and shouted, "Rapunzel, Rapunzel, let down your hair."

He quickly climbed to the window sill of the round tower room. Leaping to the flagstone floor he saw her. There she is, there is my love. He clasped the girl in his arms and looking into her sweet face, he kissed her. He pleaded with her to come away with him.

But she was afraid. "You will die, if I leave with you." And so they continued to meet.

Then the tragedy. Sensing something had changed, the evil Witch found them out. One day, the gallant young nobleman, bearing a bouquet of roses, sprang into the room. Rapunzel, her golden braid shorn away, screamed a warning and threw herself into his arms. But the lovers were wrenched apart. The Witch shrieked her rage. The boy was cruelly pinned against the wall. The girl fell to her knees among the scattered rosebuds, pleading for his life.

"I knew someone had been here," gloated the Witch, "Now you will pay dearly." Turning to the girl, she said, "You will never see him again." Rapunzel vanished in a crash of stinking brown smoke. "And you will blindly seek and never find her," snarled the Witch to the boy.

A twitch of her gnarled fingers. The boy was instantly blinded by the thorns of the roses he'd brought and was brutally thrown from the tower.

For years he wandered, seeking his own true love. One day, resting at the foot of a mighty oak, he heard a familiar haunting song--then the sound of footsteps. He felt soft hands touching his poor blinded face.

Then a beloved voice shaken with sobs, "Is it you, my dear love?" Rapunzel kissed his ravaged face with her lips and her hot tears fell into his sightless eyes.

But as she wept and held him close to her heart, suddenly he could see again. Miraculously Rapunzel's tears of love and faithfulness had broken the evil spell.

And of course, they lived happily ever after. You see, once the spell was broken, the Witch had no power over them. And besides, since the insurmountable power of true love cannot be broken, the old Witch grew hopelessly bored in trying to punish them.  Instead, she put her evil attention on other dastardly doings--which, if the reader wishes to know--did not end well for her!

And that, as they say, is that!

I hope you enjoyed my rendition of this old fairy tale.  Have a lovely week, dear friends.  Thank you SO much for your visit.  I love to hear your thoughts, dear Friends. Your visits are so encouraging.

Friday, November 9, 2018

Slumbering Might -Paint Party Friday

This is the mighty Aslan slumbering. I've always loved C. S. Lewis's stories of Aslan, the "Great Lion."

Aslan is a mysterious talking lion, King of the Beasts, beloved guide to the human children who visit the Land of Narnia.

Despite his gentle, wise and loving nature, Aslan is "not a tame lion." He is powerful and can be dangerous to those who plot evil against the ones He loves.  I've loved the tales of Narnia since I first read them to my children years ago.

Have a wonderful week, dear friends.  Thank you so much for dropping by.  I love hearing from you! 

Friday, November 2, 2018

Dolphin Ride -Paint Party Friday

Do you ever wonder what it would be like to live in the waters of the great seas? To be friends with dolphins and other sea creatures? There are times I daydream about such a life. To have a set of gills along with lungs would open a whole different world beneath the waves.

In my imagination I could imagine living in such a world, where water and air meet--where one could spend time in either realm.

Here you see a young man and his dolphin friend going for a spin. I wonder where his gills are? Perhaps the back of his neck? The top of his head? Behind his ears? Hmmmm...

Have a lovely week, dear friends.  Thank you so much for dropping by.  Your visits are so encouraging.

Tuesday, October 30, 2018

I will See Him Again

Four years ago today, my Beloved flew home to heaven.  It was unexpected.  I still can't believe he's gone sometimes.  Today my Alan is with the Lord and I am grateful he is there--I smile through my tears.  He is in a better place and some day I will see him again. 

Brothers and sisters, we do not want you to be uninformed about those who sleep in death, so that you do not grieve like the rest of mankind, who have no hope.  For we believe that Jesus died and rose again, and so we believe that God will bring with Jesus those who have fallen asleep in him. According to the Lord’s word, we tell you that we who are still alive, who are left until the coming of the Lord, will certainly not precede those who have fallen asleep.   

For the Lord himself will come down from heaven, with a loud command, with the voice of the archangel and with the trumpet call of God, and the dead in Christ will rise first.  After that, we who are still alive and are left will be caught up together with them in the clouds to meet the Lord in the air. And so we will be with the Lord forever.  Therefore encourage one another with these words. 
 ~ 1 Thessalonians 4:13-18

My husband could read Greek fluently.  He was a teacher and often taught that in the original language the words "caught up together with them" has the idea of being caught up next to those we know and love...  I treasure that hope with all my heart.