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 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 they 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.