I was glad to be able to think of beauty this morning. I have been in such a dark place all week. Lots of weeping and feeling frustrated about my life, particularly my work. Trying to figure out what to do next in my career. So with that said, focusing on flowers, and even better, the scent of the flowers was a welcome relief! Too bad this isn't a Scratch-N-Sniff Sunday, you would enjoy that even more!
A Breath of Spring Narcissus and clematis. The Clematis Montana smells of delicate vanilla and is blooming in the yard right now.

Larger view here

Larger view here
Studio Friday has us doodling our hearts out. I am a big doodler.

I couldn't help myself, I had to do it! I do have one with "water" for later. Illustration Friday challenge Under the Sea C.

And (love) Under the Sea. I am sorry, I could make it so much more fun, but can only spend so much time on these and no more.
With my mom gone I have had to find my way to the grocery store and search out stuff we need. Do laundry AND cook dinner. Okay, I am spoiled by her, I am the first to admit it. But the last couple of days of been rough! Exhausting. I managed to conjure up something for dinner tonight instead of the take-out Chinese and pizza we have been living on the last couple of days. And because I have been very ill with a sinus infection, I thought potato soup and grilled cheese sandwiches sounded good. Plus we have an excess of pototoes. I made my grill cheese with double gloucester with blue stilton. Then I decided I was soooo sick that I needed some homemade chocolate pudding (yes that is with 9 egg yokes). The kitchen a mess, the laundry not finished or folded. I am ready for bed. Mom, can you come back sooner, please.

Get me out of here! For Self-Portrait Tuesday. Larger view here. My entire self-portrait Tuesday set here.

And how I spend my minutes waiting for chart information to come via email. Where I might just mention that this week, hotmail has me hot under the collar. What is up with them, I can't access my account from home?
After lunch nap.
Just want to say thank you for being wonderful blogger friends!

I knew the woman that owned this cup. She was a woman with a great sense of style and appreciation for color, design, and unusual shapes. She held this cup gently when she needed a cup of comfort tea. I can see the worn marks on the gold handle where she did so. She always washed this special cup by hand. I knew this woman well. She collected objects she loved, stored them, cared of them. Took them out to use and admire them.
I saw most of her belongings strewn around Goodwill yesterday. First I had found a Japanese box of wonderful square sushi plates. They were expensive so I passed on them. Then I saw many Japanese cookie tins, then some other plates and collectibles. I started to recognize each object stashed on the shelf that was hers. I mourned her and celebrated her taste and sense of style at the same time. Then I saw this cup and I was not in the business of buying cups yesterday. It was precious, and the gold handle was gently worn. I was there for some time imagining this woman. Trying to talk myself out of buying this. And decided that I would take it home, in her honor and use it for my comfort tea.
This often happens at the Goodwill. I see many things that obviously belonged to one person, and once I see the connection I can see that person all over the store. You can just tell, feel it. It makes me so sad that I can hardly carry on or not cry in the aisle. I wonder where their families are. I hope they at least kept the good stuff and this was just their rejects. Did they not appreciate anything their mom, sister, (?) had, or did she not have any family left. Of course, there is the possibility that one person was just getting rid of everything, to move to a nursing home? Anyway, it always affects me in the most emotional way. This cup is my Beautiful Sunday object in tribute to collectors of wonderful stuff everywhere!
Elizabeth I, Part 1 is on HBO tonight. I have been blissfully anticipating this for weeks.
Have a great time and get back soon!
I challenge you not to giggle in delight when you stand under one of these trees with heavy, frothy blooms! Really big view here!

It is time for blooming. My favorite littliest flowers are kenilworth ivy and violas.

Here for large view.
Self-Portrait Tuesday has me wonderfing if I should really pull the hair and clothes off of all those sweet little dolls I buy to use in assemblage?
My submission for Studio Friday are for working hands, mine and my mom's. Without all the hard work she does for me, laundry, driving, shopping, cooking to keep us all going and freeing up my time to do "fun art things". So it really is a tribute to her and her hard working hands. This paper weight of Elizabeth Barrett and Robert Browning's clasped hands is something she bought when I was 5. I have held it, looked at it. cleaned it all of my life. It now sits on my desk. These are hands clasped in love and hard work.

And then there are mine hands. That are never happy unless I am working. Typing, cleaning, ironing, pulling weeds. But the one endeavour that really makes my little fingers tremble with joy is painting. I don't really care if I am painting a room, a piece of furniture, a piece of art. My spirit comes alive with a paint brush in my hand, paint clothes, paint rags, the smell of paint, and turpentine.
This week's Illustration Friday is spotted. A logo I created pro bono some time ago. My mom and I were just having a discussion about whether pro bono was designated for legal term only, or for any other public work for free, I think I can use it in this context. (Added a color for interest).
I have piles of zip disks trying to find ONE illustration on one of them (most don't work), piles of cd's, piles of bills, piles of papers, piles of thrift store treasures, piles of magazines, piles of thrift-store craft books, piles of to-do list ... what can I say, my life is piling up around me!
While cleaning out the piles and piles of photos on my hard drive, throwing away and archiving (tonight), I came across one of the many little advice pieces I did for Penelope's Best Advice Project (a wonderful little project, by the way). And because I can not throw ANYTHING away, evidence by the many piles surrounding me. I am going to put it on the blog this one, then trash it.
Face Recognition ap is rather interesting, albeit, I don’t look like either of these women but I have the long chin and big honkin' cheekbones. (You have to register to get this little performance done). Found via Visual~Voice (what a great blog name, with some wonderful photography. I think it is funny they matched mom's lips to some guy.

This week's Illustration Friday almost sped right past me. I think it is amazing how fast you can move when you are heading off for vacation, and then with what velocity that same vacation can pass by! Dug this out of the ghost archives of illos past.
Found this tintype at an antique store while we were at the Tulip Festival in La Conner. I love the way her necklace and wedding band have been tinted gold. Larger view here.
Feeling a little scattered.