I’ve been plodding along trying to complete my Canson™ mixed media journal. My pens seem to drag across the paper, which is absorbing the paint quickly and the colors aren't mingling the way I would like them to. The paper is fine when I paint small areas but tends to buckle when painting larger ones or when trying to attain a rich wash. Most of this sketchbook is a record of my trip ... continue reading...
The Colors of Christmas Baking
I am not a baker. Christmas is the only time of the year that I fire up enough enthusiasm to generate a double batch of sugar free gingerbread dough and three loaves of braided fruit bread. I'm in awe of some of my family and friends who turn out exquisite looking holiday goodies with names such as Stolen, Springerle and Zimtsterne. The gingerbread cookies, filled with honey, molasses, butter, ... continue reading...
Treasure Hunting
As I walk along the beach, I once again find myself looking for treasures. I've always had a hankering to find a precious item of some sort. I think my Grandmother kindled my treasure hunting bug by regularly mailing me Annuals for Girls from England, starting when I was around 6 years old. They're still in my bookcase in various states of disrepair. The stories were full of mystery and ... continue reading...
Full to the Brim…
Some days I enjoy taking time to unwind. With a sketchbook and a pen in hand, I go to the beach, sit on a log and simply stare at the ocean for a while. Gazing at the seaweed, the shells, scrutinizing rocks, observing the birds, breathing in the sea air and listening to the waves is enough. Slowly I begin to relax and look more closely at my surroundings and the desire to start jotting down ... continue reading...
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