TREES YEARS APART

Let's compare my trees from my school days to one I did a few years ago while on a course in Crete with the wonderful Hazel Soan.  She demonstrated the sponge method for the tree.  Well actually she stopped the coach and we all followed her into the field!!!!  Artists can go anywhere I thought ................... Well it's rather spooky don't you think, they are look very similar!!!  And which one do you think is my latest?

I would love to know if anyone else has old school paintings or memories of painting when they were young.

WHEN I WAS 11

Yippee I have my laptop back!

I have been sorting out my horrendously messy art cupboard and drawers and came across my old art folder from school. I  remember enjoying drawing and painting when I was'a likkel girl '. Drawing Cinderella countless times, making my own stick on clothes for fashion paper dolls and colouring them (you can download these now still great fun I think) and I used to make stage presentations by putting a hole at the end of a shoe box and slits down the side, then making, drawing and painting scenes which would slide across the box. Anyhow, I have what I think is the earliest Cinderella from my first year at senior school so I'd be about 11 (so sad I have nothing earlier) and here she is.  I remember the book I drew it from and the colour of the dress was pink.

(www.education.com for printable paper dolls to colour and cut out eg 50s or history clothes)

What I was wondering is, is there anyone who has some of their early work and have they any paintings or memories of paintings from when they were young?

QUEENIE O'CONNOR

Queenie from Liverpool, has decided to diet, but not today! She'll start termorrer, then Monday, then next Monday and so on (know the feeling?).  She's gorra (bought)  few basics from the supermarket.  She's going to have a jam butty (sandwich) then this savvy (this afternoon)  she's going down the Pool (into Liverpool)  to meet the girls.  They're going to the Beatles Story at the Albert Dock, then taking the Ferry Cross the Mersey - just there and back for a lorra laughs (just for fun).

Termorrow, Queenie's going to wear her bezzies (best clothes) cos she's meeting a leccy (electrician) who's treating her to a meal of scouse (local delicacy - meat ragout) at the Hard Days Night Hotel in the town centre (Yes there is such a place and it's posh). Oh, and cos it's a special occasion, she will be taking her rollers out!

WEDDINGS

I have delusions of grandeur!!  You will see from our wedding photograph that we had a very upmarket, posh, swanky wedding.  Money was no object.  I wanted to feel like royalty.  We definitely succeeded.

 Yes, you guessed, this isn't really our Wedding.  I play around on photoshop and this is the Queen's Wedding with me and my hubby's heads on.

Here is a little card I did for my nephew and his bride for their 'Royal Wedding' to say thank for letting us be part of their 'Special' day.  It was as beautiful and elegant and wonderful as a real Royal Wedding.  For the background I used salt, to give it a dreamlike quality.

ANNIE ARKWRIGHT'S BASQUE

Gosh seems ages since my last post.  I have been trying to set up a facebook page.  What a nightmare I have found it! Still battling away..............

Annie Arkwright got her gift from Santa, this lovely basque as yer can see.  It's were all because of reading that there book, it were called 'Fifty Shades of Grey. She bought some control pants from M&S on t'High Street ('which' best buy) and some sexy black wellies to match, from Oxfam  down Accrington Lane,  and some hair decorations from t' pound shop on Wigan Road. Dunt she look a belter!

 

 

She's had her first date, Sidney Smithson-Smith from Thirkettle, age 55 who liked buxom, older women.  His interests are clog dancing and whippets.

 

Suitably clad, Annie nervously opened the door to this reet posh  'hyphened'  bloke.  Whereupon he said 'aye up' had a panic attack, turned round, ran as fast as he could, and was ne'er seen again.

 

(See post 4 December to see Annie before she'd read Fifty Shades of Grey)

 



HAPPY NEW YEAR

I can't begin to tell you how inspirational I have found starting my 2 blogs Painting & Nonsense and my  Watercolour Blog which is more serious.  I've met some lovely people, and you have given me the joy of painting back.  I thank you.

I wish my arty blog friends a Wonderful 2013 and for those who are having a difficult time I wish you a better New Year.

If you have your health you have wealth
If you have friends you are rich
If you have arty bloggy friends you have inspiration a-plenty.
(Polly:31.12.12 A.D)

 

My New Year Arty Resolutions

 

l. Paint more often

2. Paint different subjects and media

3. Experiment more

4. Don't use ultraminarine in every painting

5. Enjoy the battle, be brave and have fun throughout each battle.

 

Have you any arty resolutions?



MISSING SNOWMAN SAGA

We had a wonderful Christmas/Holiday

 I hope you all did too, whatever you did.






We stayed at a hotel in the Lake District shown in the photograph.  Well, I put a snowman on the door handle outside of our room.  Thought it would make people smile.  Well the joke was on me, because on Christmas Day he disappeared, legged it, was gone, kidnapped, half inched (pinched) in other words!!!  I was sad then angry (stupid really he only cost £1) it was just so sad someone had taken him

Whoever took Mr Snowman,
can I have him back....

So I put my thinking cap on and thought what happens when someone goes missing.  I know, make a 'missing' poster.  So henceforth, notwithstanding, I made an aforementioned notice forthwith, with a picture of the missing person emblazoned on it and put it on the door handle. I reported it to reception! Yes I really did.  My snowman has gone missing.  Housekeeping remembered seeing it 3 hrs before.  The following morning, well you'll never guess what, he was back!!!!!  Did I prick someone's conscience, or did someone spot the little snowman where he shouldn't be.  I decided to thank whoever took temporary care of him. So left that notice on the handle.  Reception were pleased when I told them.  I wonder what they really thought of me?



Thank you! He's promised not to
wander off again........