Thursday, October 22, 2009

Sunday, October 18, 2009

Favorite Kind of Day

Today is perfect! I am listening to Michael Card on CD, a pot of chicken soup is simmering on the stove...and I am working on some art work! Love it!

Friday, October 16, 2009

Mum Cheer

I am glad there is still beauty in the world. These are mums that Audra, Alicia and I received at Lindsay's bridal shower. She is my nephew Scott's fiance. The bright fall colors bring me cheer on such a cold dreary day. There was snow on the ground here when we woke up. Too early in the season for snow!

Monday, October 12, 2009

Teapot Project

I've been considering taking on a new painting project. Painting on china. I've never tried it before but I've seen it done. I have a very plain white teapot in my cupboard that looks so boring. I just love Blue Delft that is manufactured in Holland. Here is a picture that I borrowed from the internet. Isn't it just gorgeous? I'd love to have a whole collection of it. I've borrowed several such images so that I can get a feel for how to paint blue delft patterns onto my china teapot. I know it will be a far cry from the real stuff...but it could prove to be fun and satisfying in the end. So do you think it can be done?

Saturday, October 10, 2009

My Father-original post 1/16/06

Today is the memorial service for my father. In memory of him, I am reposting a post that I put up on January 16,2006.

This is a picture of my father. I just thought I'd show it to you because it is such a nice picture of him. I'll tell you a bit about him. How about 13 things?
1. He was born in 1932.
2. Is a polio survivor.
3. Can play the guitar and banjo.
4. Is an avid bird watcher.
5. Volunteers in nursing homes.
6. He loves Jesus.
7. Married to Arlene (my mom)
8. He loves reading to his grandchildren.
9. Enjoys studying the word of God.
10. Has 13 grandchildren.
11. Plays the harmonica.
12. He used to be a chicken farmer.
13. He loves me!

Tuesday, October 06, 2009

Little Pieces

I went to my parents' house today. I'm not sure if I can ever get used to saying my mother's. I find myself walking around checking to see if the little pieces of my father are still there. His glasses on the dresser. His boots. His wallet...with some cash still in it. His banjos and guitar still hanging on the wall. I found a birthday card laying on the end table in the living room. It was for my mother who's birthday was on August 26...his signature on it with the little xxx's and ooo's he always put on.

Sunday, October 04, 2009

The home hearth

Sketched a little at Mom and Dad's house last Saturday. This is a sketch of the hearth there. The milk can is the can that my parents used for milk when my father worked on a dairy farm. The farmer let them take milk as part of his pay.