In the neighbourhood we have utility boxes that are normally grey and boring but lately artists when bee commissioned to paint them. Here are a few in my neighbourhood.
Lucille may be odd looking but she brings a smile to my face as does most of the art that Deniz Seker makes. She is one of the artists that is a member of WAAC and one of the first people that I was instantly drawn to when I first joined the Women’s Art Association. Thanks Deniz for introducing Lucille to us at the Collage Show.
Thanks to Becky B for hosting SquareOdds for the month of February.
I cleaned off my art table and I am now ready to start painting again. Yay!
After waiting five months we finally had our new couch delivered.
After closing down because of COVID restrictions the Centennial Park Conservatory reopened yesterday. What a wonderful time just browsing and taking photos of these beautiful flowers.
All the days seem to run into each other and there are times when I literally forget what day of the week it is. I don’t think it’s an age thing but more of a COVID reality and winter blues combination. I’ve found it difficult to get out of the house to take photos and when I do finally get my coat on it’s already getting dark and the opportunity for taking photos of trios has diminished. Today’s trios are mostly from the archives but the three swans were captured by my camera earlier this week.
If you have trios you’d like to share, copy my link and paste it into your post and I’ll get a pingback. Have fun! Carol
It’s no secret that my husband is not a fan of squirrels but he isn’t completely heartless. Back in October of last year he heard this strange noise coming from the outside of the house. It was heart wrenching to hear because it was clearly an animal in distress. He quickly ascertained that the noise was coming from the downspout. Somehow a squirrel had managed to get stuck.
Kevin quickly removed the bend in the spout and lo and behold a tail popped out. There was no doubt that it was a squirrel but even after removing the extra bit of downspout the little fellow was still stuck. I suggested that he get some gloves on and gently pull on the tail. Unfortunately in doing so the tip of the tail came off. We knew that we couldn’t leave him like that so Kevin grabbed the tail higher up and pulled again. This time he was able to free the squirrel. You never saw a squirrel move so fast.
Over the next few months we’ve kept our eyes out for Stubby (Kevin even named this squirrel) and we knew he was okay when we saw him around the bird feeder. I’m glad to report that the tip of the tail is growing back.
In honour of Squirrel Appreciation Day, Kevin has painted a picture of Stubby.
After my granddaughter and her family went back to London, England, I discovered that they left behind a number of things, like toys, gloves, snacks and Sevin’s artwork. We had already taken our favourite piece and framed it but there were five more left behind. Rather than throw them away I decided to take them and add marks with black and white ink. Here is the first one that I worked on.
Some of the pieces that were left behindAfter I added white and black marks with ink