I went blank when it came to finding a title for today's blog post, hence the strange gobbledy-goop of today's heading, I thought a nonsesical title was just the ticket today.
My weekend started off with not doing my Friday post, because I was so engrossed in my papier mache activities. Which I had hoped to show you today, but was too busy working on a still life painting to take photos in the short hours of day light we have at the moment. It's always a race against time with flowers, before they die. I've been painting some roses from the garden, the last of the roses I imagine. Incredible that they're still flowering, isn't it?
I've had the picture above in storage on my computer, waiting for the right time to use it, and today was the day. It's not one of my paintings, it's from the side of a fairground ride. I think it's beautiful.
Hugo persuaded me to go on this ride. I'm feeling slightly queasy just looking at this photo above. I've got a delicate constitution, whereas Hugo loves roller coasters and anything designed to give mere mortals stomach upsets. I went on a ride at a place in Spain, whilst we were visiting my mum and dad, a few years back. I thought the ride didn't look too bad as seen from ground level so I thought I'd give it a try, but when it got going, I knew I had made a terrible mistake. Groans were the only sound that came out of my mouth the whole time we were swinging all over the place. And I'm not joking when I say it took me a couple of hours to recover. Hugo had a whale of a time on all the other rides, which I won't mention, thinking about them makes me feel odd and queasy.
I like nostalgic things, like these Dahlias. Things born of hard work and traditional skills. That must be why knitting and crochet appeals, I just love that many generations before me were involved with these traditional skills, like growing Dahlias. I'd love to grow Dahlias, and have them in vases in the house, but there is literally no room in the garden, things are squished together as it is.
I've been keeping myself very busy of late. There's the papier mache figures, and I've started doing still life paintings again. I'm inbetween projects at the moment, so I'm making the most of this time I have to do my own thing. And my knitting has been lurking in the background, occasionally finding it's way into my busy little hands.
I've been looking at some the little flower panitings I did, (most have long since gone to new homes), to remind myself of what I did, and reflect on it.
Want to come along and have a look?
It's nice to remind myself of things I've done in the past. Infact, I must get back to my painting, after I've made a cup of tea. I wonder if there are any biscuits, I'll have a forage.
I'll say cheerio and toodle-loo then. Love Vanessa xxx