I had a very, very nice birthday yesterday. It was, ahem, number 65... and post number 700! So today makes it 701!
Let me start the first layer with my grandson's amazing drawing today. Such perspective and range of emotions...even with one eye. (We'll talk about my "one eye" issue later on in the post!)
Adults have two eyes. Kids have one. And a large nose.
Dad is the tall one. Mom is lying down. She must be tired.
And now we can go on to the other layers of the slice.
On Sunday, I was at my brother's house, and my sister, and other brother and his wife came over to help me celebrate. We had gluten free cake! Bette Crocker makes a mix now for us antiglutenarians. And it was delicious!
I received some art supplies for my new hobby/blood pressure lowerer/comedic relief/entertainment for others/frustration for the dog. It is so many things to so many people and animals.
|Why are you doing that? The ball is right by your feet.|
And so I embarked on my first apple in a long time. I made it in the lower left hand corner of the page. I didn't like it.
Then I decided to draw an eye.
Now, I know what all you artists out there are thinking...
What is the world is she doing? People "don't supposed to be" drawing this way. Where'd the lines go to make sure everything is on the right plane and angle?
My answer: There are no lines. This is the way I do life. It is never pretty.
So I added her mouth and the other side of her nose.
But then this morning, I decided to try to erase the apple, knowing full well it was not going to be completely "out of the picture". I was right. But I decided to carry on anyway right through the remains of the apple.
She is not "all that". But she is a start. You will notice that she cannot be totally finished. She is right on the edge. I sent the picture to my son. He said she had a tumor. I told him I was thinking of giving her a big bow in her hair, or a hat, or maybe a little mouse friend...
I know she is not the best art anyone has ever done. And as I look at it I see where this or that area could have been nudged in a slightly different angle or shading could have been changed. But it isn't the worst. I know that because I have done worse myself already. But I'm trying to be more positive with myself. I need to stop talking negatively and be encouraging, as I would be to any other friend.
Aren't we bullies when it comes to self-talk? I'm going to go put myself in time out! Look back at what I wrote - "She is not 'all that'. But she is a start." Would you even SAY that to a friend? And I thought I was being kind to myself.
Hey, Donna! What a great drawing! I like how you made her hair!
Ok, now I get a treat for talking nicely...as soon as I get out of time out.
One last layer.... of quilts...
Saturday night I put our puffy quilt back on the bed to delay turning the heat on in the bedroom - oh, so cozy to slip off to sleep on these nippy fall evenings!
Added bonus - the winter quilts are heavy enough that the cat's claws don't go through when he attacks my feet! Maybe I'll try a sketch of him next. He's easy to catch sleeping in one spot long enough, I think. Eyes will be closed - that should be easy as long as I start in the middle of the paper.