Years ago, my husband and I were young and foolish enough to build a house with only the most necessary help from a builder. We were pretty skint, so we chose to prime and paint the interior ourselves as well. I mustered all my grit, but when it came time to paint the ceilings, my resolve buckled. Armed with … More When Painting Makes me Cry
While chatting with one of my sons the other day, he asked about when I met his dad and how long before we got married and why I chose to marry him. I was really getting into it, reminiscing and feeling all nostalgic. Imparting life lessons left, right and centre… I mentioned that even though we came from … More Time for a background check.
After much procrastination, I finally added the last of the highlight brushstrokes to my String Painting. You could say, I’ve been really ‘stringing things out’. I had planned on just quietly adding this to my instagram page and not running this same painting by you yet again, but as this is the first cab off of My Art Experiment‘s rank, I felt the String … More All Strung Out Over Nothing
After My Monster Week last week, things just got a little out of control… Since I last blogged, I’ve had the dubious honour of seeing not one, but four of my home cooked meals re-presented to me after they were consumed. The last one was a gift to myself. (Really regretted the glass of red … More A Godzilla Week that Gave Me the Blues. or: Don’t Read This if you’re Squeamish
What do you call a throat infection, a kid with gastro, two doctor’s appointments, a few project deadlines, a couple of client meetings and a son’s birthday thrown in for good measure? … My. Monster. Week. Need I say it, time with paint was at a premium over the last seven days. Yep, a month into this blog … More Cakes, Confetti & Warping Time