Tea and books

June 3 2010

*happy sigh*

I'm working on another canvas right now (aren't I always?) and so I'm in a funk, hence this'll be short --how strange for me, but that's the norm lately.

This prototype I made on May 26, I believe?

Sorry I don't have any of the process this time--I just have a few shots with that cute green chair.

For the record, I am so painting the chairs (in my house someday) different colors . . . well, or else just an out-of-the-ordinary color. Like green. This green. I love it. And everything is not going to be matchy-matchy. 

Not that I've been known to be such, but oh well;)

Excuse the gas-powered red machine of some kind in the background. I have two brothers.

Then, the other day I made a cleaner-cut version; not so 'artsy' as Heather called this first one....she likes this one better, but I like the newer one better because I changed the color of the cup to more of a blue shade. :)

Mhmmm. I like me some blue. Moreso than green, which I like a little less.

As I've said before, like here, hot pink I can take--in small doses. And not on my person. :D

And just because I'm a decent sister, I gave Ben his own version to hang in the shop;)

And let's just say that I named the new series that I'm working on a huge canvas for....Night Sky. Heh heh. I'm so darn creative! (with naming painting series, that is)

Oh, please watch your step.

Don't trip over my sarcasm.

'Kay? Thanks:)

Cappuccino.

May 6 2010

First of all, tell me this isn't the coolest coffee picture ever:

....^ The inspiration. The center one, of course.

That, my dear friends, is the breakfast of artists. ;) Starbucks coffee from Justin and Sarah dear, and vanilla yogurt with Anna's homemade granola (amazing!!) and frozen berries. Oh.My.Goodness. :)

Now onto painting! That, for your information, is dark-dark-dark brown. Brothers didn't think so. 

"Frustrations on the job? Brothers who think a yummy dark-dark-dark chocolate color is black. Sheesh. Their eyes are used to looking at grey pipes of riding lawnmowers and Yamaha dirt bikes. Not paintings. Harhar.

Yes. Paint-splattered fingers are poetic. And those are library books in the upper left corner...heard about Elizabeth Berg from Flower Patch Farmgirl, so I thought since I like ww2 books, I'd check out Dream When You're Feeling Blue. It's turning out fine so far...I love how she gets you right into the era with slang, clothes, rations, everything. It's so good:) Oh, and realistic family life--sisters having those small odd spats, borrowing clothes, and the cute characters of the little brothers with so many quirks. ;)

I love that apron. And a button for a towel? Sweetness:) Black and white is...oh, yeah. <3 it:) Anyhow, I'm digressing. On purpose. Okay....here it is:

I just love the falling-apart vintagey rocking chair I snapped it on.

Lovely. 

Let me know how y'all like it, 'kay?

Thanks:) Then I can predict if I need/want to paint any more like this--with varying customized colors for the mug. Pink isn't for everyone:) In fact, I'm not much for pink, but when it's paired with dark chocolate and there's not a huge bucket load of pink, I'm okay. I won't ever paint my walls --not even one-- pink. Won't even buy furniture that color. But I did see some furniture in the newest Emma that was pink...and I loved it...but I might get tired of seeing it everyday, such a large thing.