Ewe were not invited

The DIY Beanie

The 11th Hour

The Night Hag

Rapunzel

Ewe may not pass

Introducing Deefa

Yay-Whoot

Bag of Inspiration

Tell it to the bubble-head

We can take you no further

Oh, the embarrassment!

Forgotten

The Disembodied Voice

Sunglasses at night

The Overseer

The Intersection

Active-wear

Ramesses II

I'm a Lady

The Folly

Yay-Whoot and the Pooch

Midsummer Fairy

Oh Bats!

I will be your waiter for this evening

Up

Stop yo-yoing

Bastet

Ring My Bells

Necessity is the Mother of Invention

The Wendy House

Pesky Wabbits

Two days ago, I was more than surprised to see one of the wild bunnies, from the field opposite, looking suspicious on my next door neighbour's drive. Convinced that this rabbit had to be up to no good, I peered a little closer. Nonchalantly it turned to throw me a glance, then disappeared under the hedge. On inspection everything appeared to be normal, no incendiary device left behind, or any other heinous reminder that there had been a rabbit there. The hours ticked on, and slowly my thoughts moved away from the furry horror.

The following morning, I drew back the bedroom curtains and looked out into the back garden. Bounce, bounce, hop, bounce! I blinked a couple of times, just to make sure I was not still sleeping, but there it was, the same rabbit, now brazenly bouncing around our lawn. It seemed to spot me, stopping to glare up at my horrified face, before hopping into the rockery surrounding our pond. Certain that it was nibbling at the flora, I glared back as it sat sheltering from the mist of rain, underneath one of the conifers. Drip, shake, drip, bounce, shake, drip. Indignantly I left the rabbit to its scheming, and marched off to locate the camera.

Half expecting the bunny to have miraculously vanished, now that I could photographically incriminate it, I looked outside, secretly glad that it was still where I'd last seen it. Deciding that 'Operation Rabbit Cam' would work best from the patio windows, I rushed downstairs, and positioned myself accordingly.

Bounce, bounce, glare, bounce, the rabbit approached. We eyed each other up, seconds passing like minutes; I snapped several shots off, then waited. Suddenly the furry invader sat bolt upright, as if waiting for orders from the General of some hidden rabbit army lurking on the periphery of my garden. I continued taking more photos, still unaware of the dangers ahead.

The rabbit charged, I loomed forwards, with only a window pane between us, and with one quick glance we both realized the potential horror of each other's actions. The bunny retreated back to my pond rockery, and I stood gazing down at my three troughs of baby lettuces, suddenly feeling Mr McGregor.

Jayne

Helpful

Changes in the Wind

Cuckoo?

Growing a Bear

Since last week I have started to produce illustrations for the site Growing a Bear. I thought I should mention it, as the illustrations I draw for this site will be exclusives, and therefore not feature on my blog here.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Suspect : Part 2 - "Number 4 dunnit"

The Suspect

Time Management

I've decided that this 'as and when' art isn't exactly working for me, plus I've had a few private comments about people missing my art. So, as of this week I've decided to upload some form of artwork, at least once a week.

Presently I am working on an Un-named, which is about half the way done. I should have enough time to complete it today; and then I'll upload it either late afternoon or early this evening. The great thing is that I am actually really enjoying drawing again.

Beyond the Realm

I've been working on a rather surreal piece of art this week, which was initially inspired by various shadows that I had noticed cast upon my wall last Friday. I made a quick sketch of them, and then on Sunday studied their form for some time, before making another sketch, still based on their idea, but also with my own thoughts thrown in.

I am hoping to have the final charcoal version of the drawing completed by tomorrow, so it will either appear on my blog tomorrow or Friday.

I've been advised to think about possibly writing little but often, which I agree is a good idea. Today has not been about art in the slightest, because it has been predominantly a baking and cooking day. For those of you who don't already know, I bake all of the bread we eat these days; so I started off the morning making twelve rolls and a loaf of basil bread, before making some spinach ricotta for this evening's cannelloni. We have family coming over on both days of this weekend, so I also needed to make a carrot and corriander soup, a chunky vegetable soup and finally a vegetable flatbake, which is sort of like a quiche, but not exactly.

I have also found four woodlice today; two in the dining room, and two in the lounge. Apparently, they come from space, however I'm more inclined to think that people, or the cat, are bringing them in from outside, which is where I returned them to.

I am hoping that once I have written my first entry since the blog changes, that writing will become easier, as this is pretty torturous at present. I have sat for countless moments idly gazing out at the garden, whilst the bird population flock in to find all the tasty morsels left out for them; and yet a self imposed shield appears to continue stifling my inspiration. Fortunately it only has the slightest of grip when it comes to my art.

Since buying our own house, almost four months ago now, I have discovered an aspect of myself which had been previously hidden. I have become 'house proud'! Household management continuously takes a fair amount of time, not to say energy, and then when you add in, baking and cooking, plus all the other items that slowly need addressing when you move into a new property, your time in the week quickly ebbs away.

Over this past month, I began to consider what was important in my life, and realized that maintaining a clean, comfortable and happy home environment was one of the top items on my list. I also came to the conclusion that this blog, or rather the demand of three drawings a week, was not only difficult to achieve now, but had in effect started to kill my art.

The idea behind my blog's new name and re-design, is to allow my art the time it hasn't previously had. The half an hour drawings, such as the Un-named, will still pop up, however I can now also work on art that may take weeks to complete. I am also hoping that whilst I may be errant in uploading art as frequently, I can write about my life, thoughts and inspirations instead.

Change of use

Trapped outside

Who moved my honey?

Need to write more?!

Frozen Land

When the Crown Slips

After an impromptu two weeks off from everything, I am back!