Oh Lord. 5:30pm, Sunday night. I did nothing as far as cleaning house, paying bills (will do next), putting up clothes, doing my (secret) art project. After spending all day learning Wordpress yesterday with Rick, I worked on the website for many hours but my mind turned to unfinished calendars and Rock-On font. Up at 6a and spent all day doing something frivolous and fun. Maybe I need to do these little weekend create projects to build up my self-esteem? To feel like I can actually do something creative, see something in nothing, make it? I don't know what is driving me on the weekends to ignore dirty floors and ironing board. I feel a little guilty wasting an entire day on this, I am calling it, "unrefined vine" font. It is just the beginning, will still need to turn it into a font and make lower case, punctuation marks and numbers. Might need to wait for next year growth to have more tendrils to finish this up.
Last week I was pruning the hydrangeas before dark and started collecting the tendril attachments on the grape vines. Staring at them, with the sky as backdrop, I was imagining someone long ago thinking of calligraphy. I collected as many as I could reach, shot them and turned them into this little alphabet. I admit, it was fun. (But I am still feeling a little guilty about my entire day in front of this computer.)
Also finished up the entire calendar but trying to figure out where to upload it for someone to print out. Am going to print out a couple of calendars, one to send to my S-I-L, Gerrie, my wonderful aunt (Beth) and a couple of other friends. Anyway, still, a work in progress. ;( Okay, now I see all I did today, it wasn't a total waste of my day. ;)
Large version of February
Alma Thomas. A Painter And Her Brush
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