(Mrs Bunny is Number Three in a long line of bunnies. Top4 does not know there are two previous versions. And now she’s too old and smart – we cannot replace Mrs Bunny without her noticing.)
The other Tops are away for the weekend and I am convalescing. The moment spring arrived, my system gave in to the Flu. It’s nasty sidekick Fever had me in its grip for almost a week.
The wise woman inside of me said: “Go ahead, take some time off. You need to rest.”
Yesterday morning, I stuffed the greenhouse I got for my birthday (a nifty thing with a plastic coat you can open to let in extra air) with pots and trays with seeds. I ignored the weeds overgrowing the shells that cover the garden patch behind the house, and lay down in the sun.
Covered by a thick blanket, I slept. I slept a million years, because I am dog-tired.
The Flu, the Worries, the varied ways in which mankind is letting me know “Idiocracy” is here to stay – it’s a lot to take in.
I need to rest, for sure.
I’ve decided to alternatively work on White on Black text-and-drawings, and random stain watercolours. There are many more forms of art I want to explore, but that will have to wait. (I may do some more collages though.)
As I explained on the Etsy listing for this watercolour (here), these drawings comes about when I empty myself of any residual thought. Then I tap into the stream of images in the back of my mind. I have to work fast, ideally finish before the Thinking Cap has manouvered itself back into place.
The stains themselves I make beforehand. I do a bunch of them, on a quiet evening, after I’ve meditated for a while to get into the right state of mind.
(PS Finished the first round of revision on the novel. Next stage is that I go through it, just reading, A to Z, in one go. And then the manuscript is off to my designated readers. I’m already making some inquiries after contacts at publishing companies. It may take a while before it gets published, but I am prepared to go that extra length.)
I sold the werewolf earlier this week, so this Native American (based on a design by Top4) now takes his place on Etsy.
For a cute shadow and many more from all corners of the world, please hop on over to Francesca at FuoriBorgo.
It has been a long while since I did a Corner View post, hasn’t it? And then to start again with a subject matter we all long for desperately, but have not seen in proper form just yet….
There is some spring in our new banner, for sure. And there is a spring in my step as well. Not because life suddenly has become less complicated, but because this week I finally found the time to list a few new items in our Etsy shop. One is a reproduction of my colourful version of Munches ‘The Scream’, the other an original drawing with a few poetic lines appealing to the werewolf residing in each and every one of us. (I adore werewolves. To me and my quirky sense of humor, they are the embodiment of spring.)
(Click for a larger image.)
As always, I invite you to hop on over to Francesca at FuoriBorgo for more Corner Views of the world.
PS I am having a hard time getting my comments across to your blogs. Some blogs are very friendly, others eat my comments alive. Perhaps my inner werewolf scares them…
Update: This drawing is SOLD.
I don’t play ball. I’m pretty sure I never will.
Will I ever be in possession? No-one knows.
I might. I might not. (Life loves me. Life loves me not.)
“Really, there’s nothing to it,” they said. “Close your eyes,
let out some of that baloney.” I tried, but man!
This is not a game to play airlessly at all…
It took me 3 seasons of knitting and 1 season of stalling. I only needed to produce a cord to secure hold in place the inner flap, but I guess I was too busy writing, working, worrying or whatever. (I ended up using a safety pin.) The brooch on the front was made by Top1, of course.
This season, I’ve worn Diva by Hanne Falkenberg extensively. I don’t feel like a diva yet, but I do feel warm and cozy in this all-wool cardigan. And, up until recently, satisfied.
What with the terrible cold this winter, I’ve started ogling knitting patterns, this time for a warm winter dress. It will be a long haul. I’m expecting to finish just before I turn 50. 10 seasons of knitting – surely this can be done?