Warmth

With a few hours spent in the car this weekend, to and from the snow, there was plenty of time to finally weave in the ends of my scarf. I was even able to wear it on the slopes and I tell you there was no draft down my neck. Very thankful for it's warmth as the wind was fierce out there.

Sketch Saturday

It's kind of fun to put one's artwork behind glass, even if one is not sure it belongs there. A somewhat finished piece (of two baby eggplants in a ceramic saucer) produced over two classes. It seems to take me forever to build up colour, it's all light wash after light wash after light wash. But that's my style and I'm sticking with it, for the moment.

Creative Space

It's a snowstorm of floss and round white stickers. This week I've been working on simple paper decorations and ornaments for our tree (read: a bunch of decorative sticks). I know, know, know it's early for Christmas, I'm just trying to get organised, because come December 1 Mr T's advent calendar comes into play. One of the first jars will be filled with decorations to adorn our "tree" so we can get into the festive spirit. I came across the idea last year and was drawn to the simplicity.

Visit Kirsty and a slew of creative spaces.

Softie for Mirabel

Can you believe it? One post after the other with the tag finished! Unheard of round these traps.

Friday night saw me with the house to myself and time to sew with no distractions. I worked on this guy during the week and realised that my overlocking around his ears wasn't quite up to scratch - gaping holes would describe it adequately - I pulled apart the work and started again on a new body. He's wonky, and not really all that owl-like (might have something to do with the mustache) but you know what he's a softie and he's ready to be named and fingers crossed, adored by someone come Christmas.

He's flying off to Pip on Monday.

Sketch Saturday

The top image shows the botanical composition completed in Thursday night's class.
The bottom is just painting because I could, something I should be doing more of.

Quite liking painting watercolour in this heat, it dries so quickly!

Sketch Saturday

Phew, it's been a busy week. Dinner with the Girls, Tuesday, involving a horrifying incident of meat in a supposed vegetarian dish. Many find this rather amusing!
Wednesday night was all about the Microbrewery showcase at Fed Square. New beers were tasted, we rather enjoyed the Hawthorn Pale Ale. Helped by the fact that the boys behind the stand looked after us.
And Thursday night saw my little theatre group attend When the Rain Stops Falling at the MTC which wasn't a particularly uplifting way to end the week.

All this left no time to attend botanical illustration class. I did however have plenty of time last weekend to work on something. It feels more finished than my tomato, I'm happy with the colour, but I still feel it lacks depth or the correct shading to really define its form. Baby steps. Oh, it's a pear, but hopefully you can tell.

Sewn together

I almost can't believe my eyes. Finally the granny square blanket is done! Phew. I'm so ready to start on something else, I'm thinking another blanket, but in more spring/summer colours for the spare bed in my sewing room. I love the idea of my hands working while watching tv.

30/30 Challenge: 40mins walking (includes a 10min jog when I got caught in the rain during a lunchtime walk).

Fear is a Forest

I got the idea for this little piece as I was driving home from art class a few weeks ago. I heard an interview on the radio where the musician (I thought it was Sarah Blasko, but it might have been Jen Cloher) mentioned 'fear is like a forest', I can't remember the exact context I think she may have seen a painting with that title. Whatever the case, it stuck with me for some reason, probably because I was (still am?) struggling with the fear of a blank canvas.

And I finally I put it in a frame, now I'm just playing with where to put it.

Oh and there's another thing I get to cross off my list of '9 things in 09'. I went to the dentist today, for the first time in years. It wasn't that bad and now my teeth look so much better. And now I'm going to share the keyword of the day. Floss. Your teeth will thank you.

I bet you can guess what comes next

Mr. T's old ironing board cover was a disaster. No sooner had you put the item of clothing you needed to iron on the board and it had slipped off. Drove me nuts. So for Christmas I gave him the material (from Ikea - appealing to my love of black and white and his of crazy patterns), promising to recover his board. As is my way (and something I'm hoping to change) it took me forever to get around to doing. But once I'd started it didn't take long to finish. Finally a functional ironing board!

I'm so happy with the finished result that I'm thinking of recovering my ironing board. Yes, we are a two ironing board household.