Friday, 4 September 2015

The Holy Grail...


This week Sinus Man and I went on a bit of a date... well by date I mean he came along while I went to the yarn store to buy yarn I didn't need, and a hook that I did ... and the deal of him coming along was that I would get him a good coffee. Actually I am now thinking if I had to bribe him it wasn't much of a date really. So after a mildly heated disagreement over where The Hawthorne Garage actually was... I was right by the way as I have an uncanny sense of direction, whereas Sinus can get lost driving home from work which is five minutes walk away! Yet another reason why we are a good team, or rather we would be if he ever believed my directions! ... we arrived and found the holy grail of gluten free... bagels!!!


Phantom Steve is a coeliac and I have an intolerance so we are a gluten free household, and have been for many, many years. We are talking back in the dark ages where the gluten free aisle at the grocer consisted on three mildly manky products. But now gluten free products are more prevalent, tastier and so much easier to find and life is certainly a bit easier. Having said that Phants and I often engage in a good old game of what do you miss most. Number one on my list has always been bagels so to find these was fairly monumental... and they actually taste like bagels... awesome. Plus I found these delicious bars from The Health Food Guys which I have been having as a breakfast on the go in the studio because I have been slammed with some illustration projects so time to work on other painting has been a bit short this week. 

Being so busy is making it hard to find the time to create a lot of artwork for me, so I am finding that doing my Week On A Page sketches in a sketchbook is a bit of a creative lifesaver. I add little drawings as I think of them, or as I find a bit of time, and by the end of the week I usually have a page of outlines at the very least, though sometimes I actually get in and paint them along the way as well. What is really great is I have to really think about how they are going to work together and it has to grow and change as the week goes on so I have to  think about composition as well... so it feels as though they are doing all sorts of work... they are helping me to be mindful, they are fun, they are getting me doing at least some drawing and painting each day that isn't work related, they make me think about composition, colour and negative space and all that good stuff. Plus by posting them every Tuesday I have been making myself accountable and have managed to keep it up for six weeks. Of course the biggest plus ifs that it is fun... fun to create, fun to think about, and fun to plan in my head while I am doing other things.

 All round a pretty awesome week when I think of it
happy painting all...xx

Tuesday, 1 September 2015

My Week On A Page #6...

It started with the shoes and exploded into a very minty week...
 loving... new studio shoes
 dusting... fake succulents
 which just happen to be in perfect mint coloured tins
 using... my new mug
 smelling... the most delicious candle
 starfruit and citrus... it's like summer in one sniff
 freaking... out at ants in the car
 note to self... remove all wildlife before hauling half the jungle garden to the tip
 frustrated about... crap painting of my new teapot
considering... eating mint tea flavoured chocolate
which feels oddly appropriate 
happy painting all...xx


Friday, 28 August 2015

What Shoe Been Up To?

So what shoe been up to??? Outside of making up lame puns, I have been busy bouncing around like a mad thing with some illustration projects, some organising in the studio and endless errands, but I have been happy doing it as I have new studio shoes... For years now I have been wearing my trusty red studio shoes... and they have been a faithful and loyal companions, but they are looking a tad worn and sad. I have loved them dearly but it is time for them to retire. Or at least I made that decision on spotting the black and minty loveliness that is the new studio shoes, but though they aren't all swish like the newbies, I shall miss their weird paint repelling magic that saw them not succumb to one drip in all those years. This is amazing as somehow there are regular splats, drips and marks on the carpet, my hair, face, glasses, clothes, the blinds, windows, walls and oddly, even the ceiling... but those shoes remained pristine. It was like they had a forcefield. 

The newbies however have no force field and already have a some paint splats... in fact that is why I splattered a bit of paint on the sketch because they already are wearing a touch of the blue I used, which on reflection was totally the wrong colour as they are more an electric mint shade... you would think I would just look down at them and check the colour... but no I just sketched and painted them up... but on the plus side I get to paint them again in the right colour... there is always an upside to these things.


Dodgy painting colour choice aside, these babies are awesome... they have memory foam inners and are all sorts of comfy... plus I suddenly feel like a sporty type who is wearing sneakers during the day. I can practically feel the fitness seeping into my body via my feet. This of course is in complete contrast to the reality that I am perhaps the least sporty person you will ever meet and sport for me consists of lifting a full kettle onto the hob, or maybe hefting a pile of books from place to place, but maybe in these I will suddenly break out into actual sportiness. In case I don't though, they work a treat as I spend most of my day standing at my work benches in the studio and these very welcome by the end of a long day I must say. The final clincher is that they have no laces. I am a big fan of the slip on... not out of laziness or not being able to tie a shoelace... although that gets me thinking that it has been some years since I tied an actual shoelace... Phants did her own from a young age and not being the sporty type sneakers were never on the radar, and I am a sandals girl so it has been so long I can't actually recall the last time... which now has me wondering if I can still remember how to tie a shoelace... you know I am so going to find some shoes and give it a go now... just to check!

And once I have checked that I am going to make a cuppa, rest my poor painty sneakers and madly try to finish off my new crochet blanket before the summer creeps up on us. It is huge and getting a touch heavy as I am avoiding having to sew the bloody thing like the last one, but as it grows it is getting quite the weight to it... oooo maybe I can call it exercise if I wear the sneakers!!!
happy painting all...xx

Tuesday, 25 August 2015

My Week On A Page #5...


loving... Loretta's tomato relish
 I would happily sell any member of the family for a jar
 putting this stuff on toast with a slice of cheese is beyond addictive

 buying... a rag rug from Seventh Stone Design

eating... zucchinni and pea soup... or zucchini and pea soup
if you happen to spell better than I do!

drinking... Campos coffee with Nat 
while eating delicious smashed avocado toast at Rabbit Hole Cafe Wynnum
and maybe chattering a bit... ok maybe quite a bit

catching up... with Von... the birthday girl!!!

Happy painting all...xx

Friday, 21 August 2015

The Peek A Boo Spring...


Spring is kind of part time springing. It is playing that slightly mean seasonal peek a boo with us at the moment and it is a bit of a crapshoot as to what you will wake up to each day. Some days are glorious, as long as you stay out of the wind which is still carrying whiffs of arctic tundra temperatures, but some days are just plain grey and awful. Or you get the annoying days like today that are bits of both, but even they aren't too bad because there are all sorts of signs that spring is almost with us. I love spring an inordinate amount so I am hunting for those signs like a crazy weather savant, and this week I have had the pleasure of seeing a veritable tsunami of spring indicators...


Every time I go to the store there are more and more magical blooms on show and available. It is like an exercise in medieval flower torture and I spent stupid amounts of time standing in front of those buckets of blooms trying to decide who is coming home with me. It creates such angst it is like the Sophie's choice of flower decisions for me. I think you should all prepare for quite a few flower paintings in the coming weeks as more often than not they are both coming home so our house is not just filled with a million blooms wanting to be painted, it has also morphed into hayfever heaven being so filled with all sorts of beautiful flowers.

Of course hayfever heaven is sadly not what it used to be and I no longer get to be woken by Mushu the wonder mutt sneezing all over me, and while some of you may question me missing being showered by dog snot, it isn't the actual snot I miss but that glorious little hairbag snot delivery system who for 11 years was my early warning spring detector


I now rely on our neighbour who has the most extraordinary, epic, insanely loud sneezes in the history of sneezes. These things make our light fittings rattle so I can only guess at how impressive they are inside the actual house next door. I am kind of thinking of inviting myself over so I can experience their awesomeness first hand... though quite how you invite yourself to your neighbours at the crack of dawn I have no clue.

One of the more annoying spring indicators is the randy birdlife. Seriously! I spend half of my day in the studio being serenaded by a veritable orgy of very very horny birds. What it is about our back yard that is so conducive to birdy sex I have no clue, but they are all mating like crazy and it drives you a bit nuts at times.


But epic sneezes, randy birds and being besieged by flower choice anxiety all mean that spring is on its way so I am loving Spring... even if it is still playing peek a boo with us...
Happy painting all ...xx