For various reasons (I think my Dad was ill at the time) I did some pages where I didn't manage to do my usual stage photos, but thought I'd put them on my blog anyway. The one above started as one of my attempts to do more with paint, and even has a gesso base!! If I sound a bit unconvinced its because I think I am, but am willing to persevere. I can't now remember exactly what sparked this, but have a vague idea that it was a close friend putting herself down that made me cross and set off this train of thought. I told her not to do it, pointing out that there are always plenty of people willing to do so for us! With her I think its one of those make fun of myself before someone does it to me things .... and I wouldn't mind but she's a brave, strong and talented woman, if also a fragile and vulnerable one at the same time.
This page began because my beloved brought me a bunch of rosebuds (from Aldi) which are mainly white but have this incredible edge of vivid pink on the petals. "I saw these and thought of you" he told me. Now he's not normally a very demonstrative man, he'll never surprise me by whisking me off to Paris or a posh restaurant, but he has always brought me whatever flowers he could afford ... I think that makes me lucky after 30+ years, and I wanted to celebrate that. It isn't one of my best, arty pages, but its about something real which makes me feel warm inside.
For various reasons (I think my Dad was ill at the time) I did some pages where I didn't manage to do my usual stage photos, but thought I'd put them on my blog anyway. The one above started as one of my attempts to do more with paint, and even has a gesso base!! If I sound a bit unconvinced its because I think I am, but am willing to persevere. I can't now remember exactly what sparked this, but have a vague idea that it was a close friend putting herself down that made me cross and set off this train of thought. I told her not to do it, pointing out that there are always plenty of people willing to do so for us! With her I think its one of those make fun of myself before someone does it to me things .... and I wouldn't mind but she's a brave, strong and talented woman, if also a fragile and vulnerable one at the same time.
This page began because my beloved brought me a bunch of rosebuds (from Aldi) which are mainly white but have this incredible edge of vivid pink on the petals. "I saw these and thought of you" he told me. Now he's not normally a very demonstrative man, he'll never surprise me by whisking me off to Paris or a posh restaurant, but he has always brought me whatever flowers he could afford ... I think that makes me lucky after 30+ years, and I wanted to celebrate that. It isn't one of my best, arty pages, but its about something real which makes me feel warm inside.
