Hello dear readers, did you think I'd done a runner?! I know Lucy at Attic 24 is cutting back on her blog posts, and I imagine that anyone who has a blog sometimes feels weary, and can identify with Lucy. I know I come across as chipper and energetic all the time, but sometimes that's me ignoring that I'm feeling tired, and not wanting to admit it to you, dear readers. There is such a thing as "blogging happiness", something inwhich, as you sit down to do your blog post, the brain clicks, and zap, happy, happy. The moment I type in that word "hello", that's me off on my happy hour. I may have not been feeling up to blogging a moment prior to that happy hello, but that magic hello deals with any weariness. Plus, all your comments keep me going on this blogging journey. I love to receive comments, just love it!
It's become a big thing for me when I miss a days blogging, I always feel like I've failed somehow. But yesterday I just didn't feel like putting up a post.....................
Anyway, on to the subject of today's blog. My little watercolour paintings. The number of pictures for sale in my etsy shop is dwindling. I've gradually been selling them, which is very nice, I have to say. And last Thursday I sold another one to Lorraine, which has been packaged up and sent off, hope she's pleased with it.
And while I'm on the subject of my painting, do you remember me lamenting how I'd lost two paintings? I went on about it in this post. A couple of weeks ago, I found them in a pad of paper. I'd slipped them in to keep them safe, when I was moving my studio into the house. When I found them, just by chance, I had mixed feelings. On the one hand, I was happy to find them, on the other, I was extremely annoyed with myself for having put them in such a silly, non-sensical place.
So, selling another picture, and finding the lost pictures, got me thinking, and wondering. How many pictures have I sold on etsy and privately? What have I painted? Well, numbers, (unless it's about how much money I have to spend on yarn or whatever), don't interest me, so I'm not sure how many I've sold. And as for what I've painted, well, there's only one way of finding out, and that's to rummage through old photos of paintings, and see what I've been up to.
Would you like to join me in having a look?
These aren't all the paintings I've done, I just had a look in my etsy shop, in the sold section, but I can't find the photos to add to the mosaic. I haven't done any more of these little paintings for a while now, crochet and other things took over, but I would like to do some more, I enjoy painting them, it's something fresh, away from work. I'm my own master when I do these paintings.
Occasionally, when someone receives a painting they've bought from me, I get a lovely message from them. I think there's one person who's messages charmed me completely. When I asked Nessy if she'd mind me sharing her reaction with you, she was happy for me to go ahead. These are the two e-mails she sent me, which bowled me over.
Your painting arrived today and thank you so much for sending it special delivery so it wouldn't get delayed by the postal strike. Mr. Postie and me had a good old chat about recent strike behaviour which we both find a bit silly. And annoying.
I have been squealing with excitement all day and am yet to unwrap it as the
anticipation of the spotty jacket is part of the thrill. As a result I am still admiring it sitting patiently on the desk over wine, spooks and the raised eyebrows of my husband.
Wine-ramblings aside. I have attached my favourite shot (it has travelled to the fuschia pink tea set unit, the kitchen table and back to the living room today).
Will no doubt darken your email inbox once I have opened it!
And then, a few days later.
Hello, hello, hello.
A busy weekend punctuated with peeks at my lovely new painting! The unwrapping had to happen in stages. First glimpse in the evening as the house was finally calm and tidy. Then repacked so I could enjoy the big reveal the next day in good morning light, before the clamour of the breakfast rush began.
I love it.
The irridescence on the flowers leaves almost look like they have been touched up for show by a make up artist. I love the way the depth of the watercolours contrast with the gentle, quiet emulsion blue.
This new gem is going to be much admired in the dining room. I was thinking of a simple white frame if you approve. Photographs of Spotty will follow once she is nestled in her new home.
Hope you and yours are doing well.
Nessy even sent me a photo of the package, still wrapped, waiting to be opened, but I can't seem to transport it from the e-mail to here, which is a shame.
This is the painting Nessy bought.
I must, must, must do some more paintings!
Well, I'm off to do some crochet now (!). Ta-ra and take care. Love Vanessa xxx