This is a painting I did a few years ago. This is just half of the painting, the bottom half has more vivid colors. Just wanted to show a bit of my work here, since I consider it my Treasure. It is probably the thing I love to do best, painting, with writing being the second best thing I love doing.
I took some time off from painting and am having a hard time getting back to it. I do not have very much room in my apartment to set up my easel and all the things you need to paint which are many. I actually need another room or studio. I suppose it sounds like I am making excuses for not painting and I probably am. But I am thinking about taking a water-color class soon and hopefully that will jump-start me into painting again. I hope so.
This is for today’s lesson in Photo 101. I did take a photo of the painting, even though it was awhile ago, as someone else has the painting now.
I have decided to do a photo gallery on a bi-weekly basis. Depending on how well it is received, I will continue this as a regular theme. It will be a gallery of photos that I have taken, starting with some photos I have already and some that I will be taking as the weeks go on. I will be interested in what my readers think of the idea.
To begin here are a few paintings I have done over the years. I will be showing more of my paintings from time to time and also photos I have taken in the past, up to recently. Hope you enjoy.
Got the idea from today’s prompt on Blogging 101.
This is for the 101 Writing Challenge to write a story in 50-100-150 words. If you are used to writing longer pieces,it is hard to do especially for me, as I tend to go on and on…….
I pared this down to 249 words. That was the best I could do.
It was right before Christmas when mother told us that Aunt Wynne was coming to visit. We really liked Aunt Wynne because she was funny and always acted like a kid herself. We couldn’t wait to see her.
The first words out of Aunt Wynne’s mouth were, “By the way, Santa will not be coming this year. He was arrested and is now in jail. So I guess none of you will be getting any presents on Christmas.”
My two younger sisters started crying. I was seven years old, and my older sister was nine. We were kind of on the borderline between believing and not believing, so I was trying to hold back the tears that were escaping despite my efforts.
My mother came in with cookies and lemonade and noticed the tears flowing. When she heard what Aunt Wynne was telling us, she got angry and demanded that Aunt Wynne recant her story. She said that she was only joking to see how we would react. Mother told us we would be getting presents on Christmas.
Aunt Wynne left shortly thereafter, and we did not see her on Christmas or for a long while after. We were very happy that Santa was not in jail and he would be visiting our house.
This is an acrylic painting I did, it is a larger painting but I took a part of it for our class today.. I think it fills the bill for Double. Hope you like it. Thanks for any feedback you may have.
What you are seeing is a painting I did of a Manatee. I took the top picture with my Canon a while ago and the bottom one with my iPhone a few minutes ago. Which do you like better? The painting is not quite finished yet but hopefully soon. The Canon is caput now since I lost a part for it when I moved. So for now the iPhone will have to do.
I tried to take the shots both horizontally and vertically but the canvas is practically square so there goes that idea.
I want to say that the Ocean is really my Bliss! I live a few blocks from it and I can see it from the top floor of my apartment building.
I love it when the fog rolls in and covers the area with its misty mystery. Or when the skies are overcast and it looks like rain and the air is pregnant with something unexplainable. And I can feel a shiver of delight.
Groups of dolphin can sometimes be seen close to shore swimming by and I am sorry to say I have never seen them but have heard stories.
My painting is another form of Bliss for me. When I start painting, I lose all track of time and go into this zone. When I am done painting, it seems as though it was a few minutes and in fact hours have passed.
This is a part of an acrylic painting I did a few years ago. I offer it for your viewing pleasure as it is getting late and I don’t have any ideas right now for a written Post.