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Sharing My World 22

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Through the looking-glass in my guest room/library.

 

Share Your World – 2015 Week #11

List 2 things you have to be happy about.
Huh.  Just two?  That’s a pretty short list.  Better make these two things count.
1.  Being RETIRED!  I’m so happy I have lived long enough to get to this point.  I can go to bed late, do bizarre things in the middle of the night,  nap whenever I want.  Make up my own schedule or simply wing it day-to-day.   It’s like being a kid again but without all the silly rules.
2.  ART!  No, not some random guy.  Drawing, painting, sketching, cutting, ripping, pasting, doodling.  Learning new things.  Letting my creative side loose on the world.  Amassing enough art supplies to last for several lifetimes.  Hey, at least there’ll be that to pass down to my kids.
Do you prefer ketchup or mustard or mayonnaise?
I like all three, in any order, accompanied by relish, sweet or dill.  I also like chili sauce, seafood sauce, guacamole and salsa.  Last week I had a strong craving for hot dogs.  I don’t know why something which isn’t good for you at all should taste so delicious.  White buns, charred mystery meat, and a pile of condiments, including chopped up onions and tomatoes.  Yum.
If you were to paint a picture of your childhood, what colors would you use?
My childhood was pleasant and ordinary.  Of course I had no clue that was the case until I got through it.  There were bits of misery and there were interludes of pure joy.  I would paint sapphire skies with distant black thunderclouds, golden sunshine after blue-grey rain.  A big red barn and a yellow brick house.  Dusty gravel roads.  Maybe some rainbow trees, a sea of turquoise grass waving in the summer breeze and a few purple cows lolling about in a meadow.  That sounds about right.
Do you prefer a bath or a shower?
Well there’s my cue to go off on a rant about how sitting in bath water is really disgusting.  I don’t know when my aversion to bathing started, but it extends to hot tubs and whirl pools, no matter how full of chemicals and disinfectants.  Also public swimming pools, but that’s mostly because of the chlorine and the chance that small children might be urinating.    I have to be thoroughly rinsed or I itch.  Everywhere.  So the short answer is “shower”.  I’ll spare you the long answer because that was merely the introduction.
Bonus question:  What are you grateful for from last week, and what are you looking forward to in the week coming up?
I’m grateful for our beautiful spring-like weather, although it’s supposed to snow again soon.  Winter’s last hurrahs which don’t linger very long at this time of year.  I’m grateful that W hasn’t yet taken the snow tires off my car.  He asked if I could remember when he did it last year and I told him it was the day before a snow and ice storm that had me slipping and sliding all over the place to and from work for two days.  Now that there’s no danger of it being a necessity to drive somewhere, he has finally lost all sense of urgency to get the tires switched around at the first sign of warmer weather.  It’s Murphy’s law that once he does get around to it, there will be freezing rain.
I’m looking forward to doing our income tax.  Thought I’d write that down to see how it sounds, but it’s a blatant lie.  I’m dreading it, as usual.  And putting it off with the snow tires.  Today I’m picking up some mixed media stuff at Michael’s.  I have a list.  It consists of more than two items.
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Art du Jour 39

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If there is such a thing as a serious artist, I’m not it.  If it feels like work, I don’t want to do it.

This was 1% work and 99% fun.  I am in love with the colours.

Maybe I’m going through a phase or maybe I’m still feverish and delirious from a couple of days spent this side of miserable with a stuffed up head.  Or maybe it was the other side of miserable.  It was the bad side, anyway.  I consoled myself by watching multitudinous episodes of Netflix crime shows, congratulating myself on not being a murder victim.  See, there’s always somebody worse off.

It’s a beautiful sunny March weekend!  Hope you’re having a good one.

Art du Jour 36

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Finally got out my acrylic paints and a small canvas and messed around with a colourful sky.

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Too bad I kind of suck at realistic trees, but the picture was crying out for trees. So there are trees.

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Add splatter and snow splotches and voilà. Look how the color changes with the fading light.

Happy February Everybody!  We survived another January!  WooHoo!

What My Home Says About Me

Mostly it says “for the love of gawd could you please roll out that vacuum cleaner sometime this month? And blow some dust off all the knick-knacks and bric-a-brac?”

It also tells people that I am a theme junkie. I love all things African, although I have no idea why. Started off with the living room with masks and elephants, zebras and lions and animal prints, and that motif over-flowed into the master bedroom. I’d be perfectly happy letting it spread throughout the whole house.

The kitchen has a beach theme. Seagulls, sand, blue water, anchors, lighthouses, a little fisherman in yellow rain gear. The room that used to be the toyroom when the grandchildren were little is now a guest bedroom, but still sports a yellow and orange zoo-ish kind of statement with walls covered in tole paintings. There’s a lot of northern stuff in the rec room and another bedroom with a south western vibe.

Perhaps all of the above helps to explain why interior decorating was never my forte. I decorate with things I like and colors that make me happy. Elephant grass yellow, chille pepper red, black, burnt umber, purple rain.

I’m a Taurus in love with creature comforts. I hope my house is homey; soft and snug and safe. A place where you can come on over and relax. Or maybe dust off an elephant or two, if the mood hits you. I’d be perfectly fine with that.

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