Our house is in desperate need of a week long holiday of just sleep. I feel like we had only just caught up when finally those little teeth have decided to rear there heads. As my Mum says it is a stupid system and Amelia is really not enjoying the process, which then means the rest of the house is not enjoying the process. Thank goodness for afternoon naps. Jessica was being somewhat naught yesterday and I was somewhat grumpy that I sent her to her room to calm down. When I went to check on her she had fallen asleep, that was me straight to bed snuggling in next to Amelia willing her with all my heart to go to sleep too. And as I say thankfully she did because we were then up until 10pm. The only way I finally managed to settle her was snuggled in bed, Amelia sucking/knawing on her calpol syringe listening to Mumford and Sons. At least the girl has good taste in music...x
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At the moment our dear, not that old, but has been put through more than it should, MacBook has decided to take a break from us and is refusing to work. This is the Mac that has been previously sent away due to being placed on the hob while the hob was on. Is missing a key because somehow Jessica managed to pull one off and in the process of trying to workout how to put it back...we lost it. This then means I can only upload pictures using my iPad. Fine, great, except the pictures I've been trying to upload in the blog I wrote the other day are all upside down and are refusing to be righted. My very low tolerance of technology is about to be hit and therefore the blog may be posted anyway with upside down pictures so that all those with 'smart' technology can play that fun game of trying to turn your screen around and view an image upside down before it is flipped for you whether you want it to be or not.
However I now have an excellent excuse other than sheer laziness as to why I have not manged to update my artwork. Although over the winter I have managed to produce a few pieces it has felt like a bit of a chore, then a week past inspiration struck. One afternoon I was struggling with how to entertain Jessica, so on the spur of the moment I grabbed some acrylics, a large canvas and a selection if sponges, brushes, sticks and we attacked the canvas with colour. Oh my gosh it was so much fun and so exciting, seeing how the colours came together, blending, layering. We used our hands to smoosh, we scratched with sticks, squirted paint using a bottle, I urge anyone to try this even if you aren't 'good' at art it is just darn good fun and ridiculously messy, which is always a good thing. Acrylics was what I use to use when I took art at school and I've fallen in love with them all over again. I've played around with my own finger painting. Taking away the brushes feels like I'm getting to know how the paints work, how they blend and behave. And most of all there is white!! I love the colour white (I know, I know it's not really a 'colour'), in watercolours white is the space you leave behind, so I've been going crazy with the stuff, I've already used one tube of it. I can't quite sum up the excitement I feel when I add the one stroke that changes the whole feel of the picture. That is another reason I am loving acrylics, to me it is about emotion. That beautiful blank canvas, then applying a starter colour and watching it grow. I let the colours take me along, it is the hint of shapes, the suggestion of what you are looking at. I love the detail work of watercolour, but sometimes they tell you too much, leave you no room for feelings. So watch this space. I am excited to share with you this glimpse of what's to come and I hope you can share the excitement too x Between Will and I, I believe we have started Ian Banks 'The Bridge' at least 5 times. Finally I found a better use for it other than a bedside paperweight - bunting!! I even made some for my sister and sent it. The problem is while I was feeling so proud of how pretty my bunting turned out my sister upped the game and sent in return this - with the message, 'I see your Iain Banks book bunting, and I raise you......map bunting!' and she is right, map bunting totally wins over book bunting. My time is now spent thinking of ways to top map bunting...
Oh and crazily enough my stupidly well read sister and Mr managed to work out which book I had taken the pages from, despite both of the struggling to make it through the book too. Clearly too much free time on their hands, but I suppose can be forgiven considering my sister is a writer, humph x Hands up, it's true, I'm struggling a bit with the whole demands of a three year old at the moment! Terrible twos was not so terrible but three?! Call me a bad parent but some days I wish Jessica was off to school already. Even my mum, after much reassuring down the phone that all kids do the why stage, came away from her week stay here at bit broken down from the constant why's that start at day break and continue all day long... But then the annoying part is Jessica will follow this all up with something ridiculously cute and melt my heart so that I feel like a complete numpty for wanting to tear my hair out three seconds earlier. Some of my favourite Jessicaisms-
. Upon explaining that her new friend wasn't called Fiona but in fact Iona, her name was changed to I-Fiona, close enough . Daddy suggested she help him empty a box, looking very defeated she responded with, 'but I just want to *long pause* do the Hokey-cokey' . Any bird, insect, person on their own is clearly looking for their mummy or daddy . Any two people together is clearly each other's mummy or daddy... . Pyjamas are so last year, each night a different dress is worn to bed . Coffee in our house has been renamed 'foggy', caterpillars are 'killypatters', number twos are 'woo's!' and at the moment everything must be hidden (mainly away from Amelia). I keep finding random items in random places around the house; left over party cake behind jars...and we are not even going into the egg incident *shudder*. When I hear those little feet running through to our room in the morning I can't wait to see what vision will appear in our doorway...x |
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