And they danced


Usually, at least lately, Sunday is my day of art.

The day will start with a few loads of washing, a bit of general household chores and then some time in my studio.

But not today.

Oh the washing got done but then we spent the most of the rest of the day with friends, essentially for the boys to do some archery stuff, but with the benefit of lunch and a bit of shopping for us girls.

The city was our destination, and after hearing me talk for the last couple of months about a local American themed cafe east of the city centre it was declared a “pre-trip training day” and lunch consisted of burgers, fries, sweet potato fries and sweet potato fries drizzled with Nutella – an odd combination but surprisingly tasty.



After our glutenous culinary adventure, we headed into the city centre so the boys could measure and check an area in Victoria Square where they are planning an archery event.



To me, this is a somewhat curious choice of venue, but instead of hanging around in the cold, us women, did what we do best.

We went shopping.

A quick walk to the main mall, then a stroll from west to east, stopping at a few shops before heading back to collect the men.

It was a cool but clear day at least.  The rain held off and we even had some sunshine.

With the archery stuff done, our friends decided that it would be fun to return to the cupcake diner to try the desserts.


My key lime pie, while tasty enough, was a touch dry and perhaps I probably should have left it all at just the burger.

Still, it was a really pleasant outing and made more fun with good friends.

It really was a friend filled weekend.

No art class this week as classes are on a term break, but one of my artist friends visited me yesterday and together we priced and catalogued my current stock of completed paintings, ready should I ever get my shit together enough to mount a proper exhibition.

It will make it easier too, should anybody actually want to buy something, to have a price ready.  And I really need to sell some of these canvas as I am simply running out of room to keep them.

 Still working on the spider.

it is getting closer to finished though.


And more work on the little waterfall.  Well last weekend anyway there was painting.  At least these should be dry enough to add to by the time I get back to my studio.
20150412_143359So that’s been my weekend in a nutshell.  Food, more food and much art talk but little actual art.

Less than 200 days now to my big adventure and I go from quiet excitement to sheer moments of panic.

Winter is settling in, work is kicking my butt and life goes on as normal.

Quick, quick, slow, quick and twirl.

It really is all, just a bit of a dance.


April showers

Grey skies and dropping temperatures are seeing off our Easter weekend and the garden is loving the long-awaited rain.

Me, perhaps not so much as it has been a while since I have needed to stop typing and rub my hands against the cold.

I could perhaps pop the heater on, but that would be admitting that Winter is hitting us and I am still not quite prepared to go there yet.

But jeans, jumper and ugg boots are the order of the day and it has been a somewhat lazy last day of my Easter four-day weekend.

Actually the whole weekend has been pretty lazy.  We really haven’t been anywhere and done anything.

There was a lovely lunch on Friday with friends who wanted us to adopt one of their adorable baby long neck tortoises.

I was however strong and stuck to my “no more pets” policy.  And we already have 5 tortoises.  And truly, 5 is enough.

The moon was full and gorgeous, but I think was messing with my moods.  I seemed to have been dealt a couple of deep blue days, and Saturday was an angry teary day.  Hubby was safely out of the firing line, Archery still happening despite the holiday weekend, and he had had his share of crazy bitch the day before.

In the end, the only thing that really lifted my mood was an art supplies sale and some lovely reflexology.  Something about those 45 minutes of self-indulgent self-care that seem to set the world right and the day got a little brighter.

Our clocks went back on Sunday morning, another sign our Summer is behind us, but the day dawned fine and sunny and we enjoyed bbq breakfast on the patio with my parents and in-laws.

A glass or two of bubbly and a good feed of bacon and eggs is always a good way to start the day and left the afternoon free for some work on my spider painting.

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It’s fiddly work and the oils are challenging me, but we are getting there slowly.

Which brings me to today, the last day of my weekend, and the coldest miserable day of the four.

Washing is hung under the patio, out of the weather in a show of optimism and after spending the morning organising my digital photo library (something I somehow was silly enough to start the night before), I headed back in the studio to fiddle some more.

Giving Spidey some drying time, I found this image and remembered that I had thought it might be fun to paint “one day”

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And as there is no day like a rainy day to be a “one day”, I have started the under painting.

Again with the oils.  Probably silly when acrylics would be quicker especially as the temps are dropping but it is what I had on my palette and I was too lazy to set a new one up for fiddling.

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(it will get better, I promise)

So my weekend is almost over, and not a lot has really been achieved.  No idea what dinner might be.  Hubby is out and Big C has a mob of friends currently filling the back room.  Well there is 5 teenagers total,but the sheer volume coming from the room is enough to declare “mob”.

I confess I am leaning a little toward takeaway maybe, although there is chicken snitzel thawing.  (will keep until tomorrow if need be anyway)

So what has filled your Easter weekend?  Did you get time off like we did?

Back to work in the city tomorrow.  Back to the heavier work and the longer drive.  Starting to think it might be time for a change..

Oh and before I go, I showed my Mum her birthday present, the painting of her little dog, and she was just thrilled.

Best feeling ever.