Why, why? What did the poor pizza ever do to deserve this? I have no idea, but it must just have been the wrong pizza, in the wrong kitchen at the wrong time.
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Why, why? What did the poor pizza ever do to deserve this? I have no idea, but it must just have been the wrong pizza, in the wrong kitchen at the wrong time.
Saturday, May 09, 2009
a sensible woman enjoys home baking in the clubhouse and wanders about with her camera in one hand and a coffee mug in the other, looking for a few interesting things to snap. What a great tree.

It's slippery on the rocks, glad I didn't fall in!

Poor wee abandoned boat......and look, I made the grass purple! Why? Because I could........
I'm window shopping for a new camera. That's almost as much fun as actually buying it.
Oh the possbilities
I seem to have unintetnionally taken a bit of a blog break. Work was just too demanding on my poor little brain cells, and on the fading strength of my right arm. Both needed resting, so I had to cut back on the surfing and the arting. Plus, I'm still looking for the ejector seat button for the teenage girl on the big pc, which houses all my images.
I enjoyed the april GPP challenge, which was to add text, and I was trying to make it an integral part of the piece. In the first one I was inspired by an add which had a model's face as the canvas for graffitti.
This second journal page was inspired by a Suzi Blu video in which she was painting something inspired in turn by a book, which I think was In the Night Garden and had to do with a person who had an entire book written under their eyes. This technique allows you to write over lines of text and make shapes, thus obliterating the distinct text from being read. Pretty sure I didn't write anything profund or revelatory under my eyes!
May marks the start of the car boot sale season in my area. I love them to bits. Yes, I'm a thrifty blogger - there should be a button for that! Last year, I hardly got to go to any, so I was raring to go. The first one was fun and yielded lots of things off my list. Yes, I make a boot sale list. I find it helps to focus me, and stops me buying too much of stuff that I really don't have use for. The best bit, apart from the Yu-gi-oh cards for D S which kept him happy and quiet, was the big brown Victorian charger. It was the last purchase of the day, found while idly glancing at a stall while the others chose home baking. It had a ton of stuff on top of it, but there it was in perfect condition. Now it it one of my fruit dishes on the dresser, and looking good with the oranges. I always prefer to use stuff like this rather than put it in the cupboard. The blue plates are going to be my pudding dishes. Can you imagine eating apple crumble and custard from these on a cold winter night? I can! These came from the most amazing place a couple of miles away. It started as a sideline to the farm and has taken over. There is a huge barn piled high with furniture, and not for the faint hearted. The words health and safety have never been heard in this establishment. Tons of stuff lie on the ground, in old shopping trollies etc in the open air, getting wet and green with mould. These beautiful blue and white plates were lurking in shopping basket on the ground, an interesting shade of green. I pretty much fell in love with them at first sight. The guy said he bought them at a big country house sale, once the home of a famous Victorian prime minister. Perhaps
Sunday, February 15, 2009
Monday, January 19, 2009
Inaugural bears!
My Colourbox teddy bears are gathered together to join in the inauguration celebrations. Yes, they are inaugurating a new home in the printer's tray in the conservatory after years in a dusty box. They've even had a bath! They were happy to be reunited with their American fimo friend, sent as an ambassador many years ago by our American cousins, well mother in law actually. Much cake and ice cream, and no doubt much giggling will ensue.
Oh yeah, isn't there some kind of huge inaugural party going on somewhere else as well?!? Hope they have fun too!

Oh dear, should have used the scanner for this page! I was wondering what to do for yellow. Not a colour I use much. On Sunday my little boy was asking about my rings. I have a ring from my mother, grandmother and great grandmother which gets him interested in family history. We looked at some photos of the women in question and answered his questions. Sadly he never met any of them. He also divied up the rings between him and his sister! In his dreams....
But in the same box as the photos were 2 old jotters from P4 (3rd grade in the USA) which I had written. That year we had to write a diary entry every day. My spelling was dreadful and little was usually written but I loved to draw even then and drew loads. Every now and then I got quite enthused about an event. The last page has an entry about a play that was staged in the gym hall called "The ring and the rose" in which, apparently, a lady wore a yellow dress at the end! This is what I would put her in today.
Phew, getting caught up on the scanning and uploading. I've enjoyed the colour part of the challenge, even the yellow. Although orange proved to be my least favourite thing I've painted but hey, we can't all produce masterpieces (!/) each time we lift up a paintbrush.

White was fun. I used lots of yellow and gold under the white.

Green was loads of fun and I used lots of layers many of which I sandpapered away to reveal the colour underneath. Just can't resist the white dots....

But I really hate this profile and think I'll paint over it later and try again. Oh well.
Thursday, January 15, 2009

Colour challenge week is certainly interesting. I found blue to be more interesting than I thought while orange turned out most unsatisfactorily. Green is going well but I need some daylight to do the skin tones. Ah, the joys of layering paint and then applying sandpaper! A revelation!
The blue page above is mainly ocean blue graphitint pencil with some paint washed through and into some doily masks. The whole feel and imagery was inspired by a wonderful Glasgow Girl artist called Jessie M King, a contemporary of Charles Rennie MacIntosh. Google her and check out her wonderful detailed fairy tale romantic illustrations - much to enjoy and inspire. I used some of her elements and cunningly avoided drawing her hand. As my bloggy friend Rhomany says, life is too short to draw hands. Excellent philosophy in life, one I apply to ironing too.
Off to paint more. White is next I believe - exciting!
Sunday, January 11, 2009
During the week I have been pleased that I have managed to pretty much keep with the challenge. OK, so I have dodged the self portrait challenge as I will need to work up to that one. I am trying some new things for me such as remembering how to do bodies. When I was much younger and last drew every day, I would make detailed drawings of Elizabethan portraits and draw all the dress details. Twenty years later, I've kind of forgotten how I did that. So I've started on a new learning curve - to show more than the neck and shoulders. Well, atleast occasionally! Here they are, including the flowery page awaiting a photo.
Hands - what are they? I don't do and never have done hands. I'm going for stylistic not realistic!
Happy birthday SIL- she really is a magician. This one is for Amye.
Fun with masks! It was intended for a photo but I'm enjoying the minimimalist look at present.
She's not quite doen but I have to grab scanner time when I can get it. She needs some more detail and some words. Later this afternoon or tonight while we watch tv, I can doodle away and finish her. She's also my offering for the Embrace the Face challenge. The challenge was Grow, so this lady is GRO, the name of one of DH's Norwegian ancestors.Take care
Fiona
Sunday, January 04, 2009

I think my challenge to myself within Misty's journal every day challenge will be to only use my own images or photos on the pages.

Sometimes the scanner doesn't pick up the subtle detail of the backgrounds but what can you do?
This one is a bit of a cheat as I started it on Hogmanay but the first was my birthday as I knew I wouldn't have too much time. Let's hope I can keep it up when I start work again tomorrow.
