Oil Cold Wax & My Sketchbook

Just Doesn’t Come I want to write a poemit just doesn’t come outThe coolish feel of the poolThe row of bright lavender plants along the border. The hooded crow that gingerly comes to take a drink.the gratitude that I am even in the waternot to be taken for granted! Click to Enlarge I feel that nothing much is “coming” these days. Like I am working on empty! Doing some warm-ups, looking at starts. Not really knowing where to go from here to there.  I know, past few months have been crazy…. my sciatica not really gone, 2 steps forward, one step back. Hoping that going to the pool will help in that direction.  My

Spider 4th time this morning!Looking up at the ceilingone lonely spider,we missed him/herwhen mopping the webs,has cleaned the ceiling fromall the creepy crawlies. Click to Enlarge Click to Enlarge The poem came when lying on my back in my safe room. This is when I got the not so good idea to sleep at night in the safe room on an exercise mattress with blankets and pillows. Easy to get down but much more difficult to get up. Got what they call “piriformis syndrome” which later developed into sciatica! Which I am now treating with a physiotherapist. Different ways of making color charts from recent workshop with Sara Post. The winter workshop was all

Ode to my Bed Oh mattress soft and wide Oh sheets tightly tucked Oh the soft pillows My down blanket Oh Oh bed never again will you be taken for granted. Click to Enlarge Click to Enlarge We all sometimes take for granted everyday things, like sleeping in our bed. After sleeping on camp mattresses in my saferoom, how ever snug were the blankets and pillows,and developing Piriformis syndrome from getting up from the floor, I realized that my bed needed a bit of praise so: Ode to my Bed was born. Transformation All creative work is some kind of transformation. In visual arts we take paint, pencils, crayons, charcoal, paper, water, oils and

Seems that lately I have been making new starts, new posts ,but nothing seems to going any where! Maybe this is some sort of test, examination, to keep my mind busy! Well maybe that’s a good thing.    Today Monday   Shopping went well no alerts, no traffic problems Every thing in place   Nice breakfast with Ruth alert, not in our area, playing with my blog with hopes   Days run into days minutes run into minutes Best time to shower?   Sun is shining warm the cats want their Friskies all I need for now!          

I know, it’s been a long time, much too long! I am living a minute by minute existence. Alerts,sirens and all clear runs my  days. But, this morning, looking out my bedroom window, my Mulberry tree has sprouted small yellow-green leaves. What, all of a sudden! So my attempt at Haiku! Surprise A burst of yellow green from my bedroom window my mulberry tree blooms! Scrape I Scrape II It’s been so long I have completely forgotten how to use Elementor in Word Press!  Didn’t help to get an alert/siren in the middle! Now let’s see if I remember how to post! click images to enlarge