So its a new year, but I want to think about the old one. I was so blessed this last year, it was a glorious year! I really hate to see it go. Change is good though, right? Right. I can't wait to see what this new year will bring, I'm feeling very adventurous, like I'm exploring un-charted areas. I mean, there are so many things that could happen, both good and bad. All of the lovely blessings that God has just waiting, all of the trials that will (hopefully) strengthen me, and all the new places I've never been! I'm glad I have the God of the universe and such a dear family and good friends to travel with me as we all experience the new year.

I just woke up, I slept till 9:11! Oh bliss! Oh rapture!

Winter Wonder-Slam

The Afters!



Toby Mac, & Co.

My siblings and I, the Love Doctor, and some random eagle scouts lived through Toby Mac's Winter Wonder Slam last night, and it was awesome! We saw Family Force 5 (HA! They were hilarious!), Hawk Nelson (icky), The Afters! (woot!), and, of course, Toby Mac (somewhat smaller woot than the Afters). We were really close to the stage and only suffered minor hearing loss, but it was an over all success, including the Love Doctor and I getting our groove on. The Afters were incredible and Toby Mac was, well, Toby Mac. Yep, it was fantastic, even if Michael Tait and Kevin Max didn't show up for 'Jesus Freak' and 'Atmosphere'.

I was happy to play this game of tag:

25 things I want to do before I die (in no specific order of any kind):

1. Be in England (for any amount of time, but I'd prefer a while)

2. Write/Illustrate those kinds of children's books that they never forget and take to college with them.

3. Be in a Shakespearean play with my friends

4. Become the leading authority on the Pre-Raphaelite Movement!

5. Live a life that inspires others to be creative and to seek the Author of creativity

6. Marry a handsome charming Prince and live (mostly) happily ever after

7. Be the most wonderful wife this world has ever seen

8. Design costumes for a big show or a movie

9. Live in Sintra, Portugal for a little while

10. Cultivate the enchanted garden of my dreams

11. Meet Bono (not just 'meet' him, but get to spend some time with him discussing all sorts of things)

12. Have a bunch of beautiful kids with lovely names and even lovlier personalities

13. Be a mother as great as my own, and be a good teacher to my children and help make them really smart

14. Have a successful career creating beautiful things

15. Live in an old house filled with memories

16. Be a librarian

17. Finish a quilt

18. Be a truly good friend, daughter, sister and aunt

19. Work in an art museum

20. Make a stained glass window

21. Learn how to cook tasty tasty food

22. Lead an Art Nouveau revival

23. Grow old surrounded by the people I love

24. Learn to see and hear God speaking through all things, learn to listen to Him

25. AND LAST BUT NOT LEAST....
learn to drive, get my license (cough, cough)

This is how we 'roll'.

I just thought this was really funny

Just above the title it says, "Earth Menaced by Fanastic Powers!!" Now that's good.

Heaven Knows This is a Heartland

I love Memphis, Tanya, sliding down the Heartland Hill, and that song. Wow.

Room with a view

"Everything that is really good and beautiful, of inward moral, spiritual and sublime beauty in human beings and their works comes from God."
Vincent Van Gogh

All the way from Sintra, Portugal

Here are some photo's of lovely Lisbon and Sintra, Portugal. I was there last May for a missions trip with the BCM at my school. It was a great time and the Lord did lots of cool things, as usual.

1. The 'Torre De Belem' a 16th century tower to guard the river, it was like a lovely giant sandcastle!

2. The notorious Tram 28. This is supposed to be the most dangerous place, for pickpocketing that is. Beware of Tram 28!

3. The underground tunnels, ponds, chambers, and staircases in the garden of a beautiful palace in Sintra, just up the street from Lord Byron's place. We found this spiral staricase by mistake and went all over the place underground.

4.The view of Lisbon from the Castelo de Sao Jorge (Castle of Saint George) super old, super cool. In this picture you can see the 'restoradoes' (The Restoration) section of the city. This is where the huge arches of a cathedral remain from an earthquake, they are now gardens. A lovely thought!

5. Me in a tower! This was in Sintra at the same palace as the staircase picture. There were random towers and little castles all over the grounds of the palace.

Happy Birthday John! (And Bree!)

Today John Lennon would be 66! So everybody go listen to some of his (better) music and don some groovy glasses.

(Oh, and by the way, that is NOT a picture of Bree! She is much lovlier!)

The 10th Annual Cemetery Tour went well, why I even stole my brothers hat. How does the top hat look a la Elizabethan? I agree, simply bizarre!

I'm excited! (maybe not as excited as Bono here) But I wore a scarf for the first time this season last night while me, Mum, and Dr.Love went to Limpsomb to search for Audio Adrenaline tickets. What an adventure that was! I'm really thannkful for the Love Doctor, who is one of my dearest friends. We even slid down the 'Heartland' hill in Memphis together, now that was exciting. Anyway, I don't really know where I was going with all that, I just really wanted to put that picture up!

On drinking that fantastic beverage known as tea!

"There is a great deal of poetry and fine sentiment in a chest of tea."- Ralph Waldo Emerson

Well said!

It's my 100th post!

Where the gentle Avon flows and a trailing rambler grows
There's a window shining into the night,
And a casement curtain flutters and blows in candlelight.

And a girl sits listening there, to a haunting old world air
As if someone played so softly below
All entranced she hears that sweet serenade of long ago.

All the while her wonder grows as that music comes and goes,
Ah, what magic makes this rare delight?
Her calling awakes the midsummer night.

Who can it be playing out there,
Playing for me, such a sweet air?
Clavichord bells twinkling in time, why do you chime?
Why do you ring, ding, ding?
Tell me minstrel, tell me the tale of love you sing?

Phantom answer come there none, but she waited on and on
Till her window grew bright with dawn's early glow
And that bygone lover haunting the night was silent below.
He no longer played that sweet serenade of long ago.

* This is an Elizabethan song (serenade!) we're singing for choir by Christopher Hassall. It's so wonderful, I love it!

I think it's here!

Well, today is a lovely cool and overcast day. AND I saw three yellow leaves fall to the ground! That justifies it enough for me, Autumn is here (I hope)! So I wore my new boots and a black velvet coat with my dress that is the color of the water at Mt Tabor park. In fact, I'm wearing the same thing I had on the first time I ever went there. Mt Tabor is a lovely place and I think that everyone should go there, especially in the fall, since I've never been there during the fall. I bet it's spectacular! That's all for now, I'm going to choir now! We'll be obsessively singing Ave Verum, good thing it's a beautiful piece of music!

Well...

This morning I got up and my Mom and I made breakfast for my brothers and their halo friends (Def:Halo Friend: A boy that comes over and only leaves the room where the Halo/XBOX is to eat.) Anyways, they all seem to be having fun, and I'm not doing anything!!! It's nice to just sit down and sit there, listening to music or daydreaming. Ahh, just thought I'd share my small bit of bliss with you guys, for it is indeed blissful. Shouldn't it be called NO-Labor Day, or Anti-Labor Day? i'm a bit confused on that point.

This past week was my first week of school, I felt pretty alone. All my friends have moved into a different apartment and it's so quite in my hall. Plus I miss everyone I was with 24/7 all summer! Of course, I can paint and study more effeciently now, I guess.
The theatre dept. is doing A Midsummer Night's Dream for the Fall play! Now that is exciting! Oh, and I might be leading a girls Bible study at school, so you guys please PLEASE don't forget to pray for me! I need it!

Listen to me, how silly! What I should really be excited about is that I have witnessed 19 Tennesse Autumns and the 20th is close at hand! Woot! Autumn is definitely my favorite season, it is so perfectly orange and golden! Yeah! It makes the trees turn into giant flowers, with their petals floating about everywhere, it's glorious just to think of it! My campus is so beautiful in the fall. Yesterday there was such a cool breath about the earth that I thought autumn had found us early, which would have just fine with me! I promptly ran to my father and asked him if we could put the Christmas tree up. His reply was, "Oh, you're right. It is September now! " Then he laughed and went on about whatever it was he was doing. I felt quite scorned and neglected until he redeemed himself by finding me a nest of baby mice! They where so lovely and little and pink and naked, I thought they might catch cold in the pre-Autumn wind. It was all I could do to keep myself from touching their new little fuzzy selves! So in reality, I had a day that was very much an Autumn day, it was just a bit premature. I'm anticipating a marvelous Fall this year, but we'll see! You should all come.

Ello, I'm home!

It hasn't been that long has it? Ok, well maybe it has been. The last time I posted from my computer was May methinks, so here's what has happened in a nutshell:

*Finished my first year of University (woot!)

*Went to Lisbon, Portugal May 18-29 for a missions trip and worked in the art

schools

*Rested for a very small amount of time

*Flew to Portland, Oregon on June 4 to work at Trout Creek Bible Camp as the craft

director, and to see my dear friends, etc

*Turned 20

*Returned to the magical land of Tennessee on August 6

*Sent my niece off to her first day of school on the 11th

Hopefully I'll give you all some better discriptions of the jolly good times I had this summer and some pictures too. I'm using my parents computer and I'm really not used to it at all, but it's so nice to be home! It will be fun to get back into the swing of things with school and blogging, they seem to go hand in hand for me. What a lovely semester I'm going to have, but that will have to wait till another day!

I'm in Oregon, what are you doing with your summer?

Random Musings on a Bittersweet Day

* Dwelling places lacking individuality are the way of Communists

* Telephones aren't that bad

* Are closets better than cabinets?

* I believe it's time for an 'Art-Nouveau Revival'

* Algebra is a means of torture invented during the Inquisition

* I'm going to miss my friends this summer

* William Morris was a visionary genius, but before his time

* Walks are pleasant and should be indulged in regularly

* I'm so glad my first year of school is over tomorrow

* Maroon is quickly becoming my least favorite color

* Curling irons make your hair smell burnt

* God is good

* I saw an electrical storm in the distance last night at 10:00. It was spectacular

* My favorite professor is moving to Florida

* Life is sweet

* Are people more beautiful than flowers?

* I robbed 'Why' of a bit of this title

How to Dismantle an Atomic Room

Well, the semester is winding down. Finals are next week, which I'm basically ok with. I have to be moved out next week, which I'm NOT ok with! There is almost nothing on my walls, stuff is everywhere, and I keep on almost knocking my easel over! Tis madness! My friend Jordan (whose girlfriend lives across the way from me) said I could just pretend like I am in prison. That's not too comforting.


Good News (but not gospel material): We're going to Baskin Robbins for FCA tonight! AND I have started a new painting in the midst of this chaos. I think that's a good thing!?

ho hum

Ello! Today is an absolutely lovely day, and I hope you're all enjoying it. I bring forth a humble offering of a new CIVA article. Read and be enlightened.

'Tis my faith that every flower enjoys the air it breathes.
-Wordsworth

Well it was stuck in my head!

The 59th Street Bridge Song (Feelin' Groovy)
P. Simon, 1966

Slow down, you move too fast
You got to make the morning last
Just kicking down the cobblestones
Looking for fun and feeling groovy
Ba da da da da da da, feeling groovy

Hello lamppost, what'cha knowing
I've come to watch your flowers growin'
Ain't cha got no rhymes for me?
Doot doo doo, feeling groovy
Ba da da da da da da, feeling groovy

I got no deeds to do
No promises to keep
I'm dappled and drowsy and ready to sleep
Let the morning time drop all its petals on me
Life I love you, all is groovy



I love this song and I've been singing it all day long, even during Sociology! SO if it's not stuck in your head, go find it and listen to it because it's just plain happy!

I thought I'd give you all a sneak peek at my painting in progress. This part takes up a space in the corner that's about 5 1/2 inches by 8 inches. Eventually this painting will (hopefully) communicate that beauty that God sees in His creation of racially different people. It's going to be called "The Eye of the Beholder". I'm also working on a series of drawings of rooms I frequently spend time in. That's about all I can say for now!
As for me, I need some serious prayer concerning the mission trip to Portugal (May 18-28). Pray that God would work mightily both bfore we're there and while we're there, and that what we accomplish would further His kingdom. I really only know one of the other 10 people going, so pray that I'll make friends quickly and we'll all get along!

Thursday night is opening night for the "H. M. S. Pinafore" and tensions are high (along with absences during rehearsals) The set looks fabulous and the finishing touch was my big British flag, making it's theatrical debut!

Hope everyone's doing well in school/work, and having a nice day!

These are pictures from our trip to Gatlinburg during spring break, we had lots of fun! It was really nice to be with my family all together again, even if I was the main course for a nation of spiders!

Here's a good article on the cross in art published in CIVA's(Christians in the Visual Arts) journal.

Return of the Queen

To for those of you who still visit this blog after my long absence, I convey my thanks. You may all be interested to know that I am indeed still among the semi-living! I just got off my way to short spring break and have since employed myself drawing away, and I know that you would rather me draw than post, right? My painting didn't get finished by the date for the show but that's ok, I sent 3 other pieces over anyway. This painting is going to be special so I can't rush it! I'll let you all see it when it gets finished.

I was reading in Psalms at dinner today and I heartily implore you to read Psalms 6 & 86. They were encouraging to me today, so I thought I'd share them with you.

Well, have a nice day!

Some new developments!

My wonderful mum bought me dirt, pots, and seeds and I got some of the blubs from my garden, and voila! I have a garden in my window! I love to grow things, I guess I got that from me mum. SOon I'll have tulips, irises, poppies and random wildflowers stretching thier heads towards the sun! I'm so glad that God made it possible to grow things inside, I think it's just what I needed!

Also, my easel has now taken up residence in my room too! This excites me beyond all reason! Everyone be sure to pray that the Lord will help me to get all of my pieces done by Friday, as in six days away! I guess I should be painting right now, bye!

They've taken their toll, these latter days

And tomorrow I tell you about it, but for now, I'm going to bed. Good night!

NO classes this morning! (untill noon)

Happy Valentine's Day!

When opened my door this morning at 7:00, I stumbled over a box of chocolates! They were from my friend Morissa, isn't that sweet!? She must have gotten up really early and came over here and everything! Now to sample my treats...caramel! They're yummy!
ALL YOU NEED IS LOVE!!!!!!!!

Well since I didn't have any homework today

 


I'm afraid the picture is rather fuzzy, but maybe you get the idea 

Papers + Exams = PRAY!

Ok, I have a HUGE history exam tomorrow and a absolutely HUGE algebra test Thursday! I also have a paper due on Thursday! AHHHHHHH! Anyway, please be praying for me as I try to prepare for these tasks! Thanks!

Use this post to comment on the last one, because something strange is a-foot with its comment thing!

Put your thinking caps on

 


In my case its a thinking crown!

Anyways, I was just wondering, if you could go anywhere in the world, where would it be? (I guess I could also ask it as: Whats your favorite country, Lukolas?)

Hear Ye! Hear Ye!

My cousin Carly has a blog! She's an artsy gal and today is her birthday! You can visit her blog here. Go forth and welcome her! (Please, he he!)

Look!

I have acquired a new pair of bizarre shoes! (Thanks Mum!) And now to walk to breakfast in them...

Fun with Bono shades! Er.... that is .. I mean, 'Studying for Sociology'

So I just recovered my glasses from behind the nightstand when to my delight my computer started "The City of Blinding Lights"! Bree was in the room and started singing with me and she just left. Then I was singing at the top of my lungs (with my door open, in dorms it seems you only close the door to sleep!) and Bree and Jess came in with the camera! I think at that point I was at the "Time, won't leave me as I am" part. It was just such a funny picture I thought I'd post it! Fun times!

Breaking News!!!

This just in: Mrs. Gill said I could set up and paint anytime in the art house! That means I can start painting again!!!!!

In other news: We're singing 'Pie Jesu' (Pea-a Hay-soo) by Andrew Lloyd Webber in choir! (That's a good thing)

Little birds are flying right up to my window sill and are watching me type. They have a nest in the bush under my window and are curious little things! If I could open my window I'd leave them some sparkly string.

Oh, and did I mention that I'm uncontrollably happy to be alive? No? Well I am! Hope you all have had a marvellous day!

Epic Battle Scene

Uhh.. forget that stuff about the play...

Due to the simple fact that even though I live in a sinful world, and I cannot compromise my beliefs, standards, and/or convictions, I will no longer be taking part in the play.

However, thanks to those of you who so readily congratulated and encouraged me way back (yesterday) when I thought I was going to have a splendid time! I Love you all so much and miss all of you too ( yes even you Turtle)!

Anyway, please be praying for me as I talk to Doc tonight about why I'm quiting, that I'll be a witness in some small way to even him.

Yet thou in thy manifold mercies forsookest them not in the wilderness: the pillar of the cloud departed not from them by day, to lead them in the way; neither the pillar of fire by night, to shew them light, and the way wherein they should go.

Nehemiah 9:19

California dreamin, on such a winter's day...

Well maybe not California, but in that general direction.
That picture was taken about 30 minutes ago on the way back from my walk. I was sadly disappointed in the book I read about D G Rossetti and Elizabeth Siddal so I took it back with a vengence. But hey, I got the LEADING FEMALE ROLE in the 1st act of the play (it's three different plays in three acts)! It's set in 1968 and I get to do the costumes! Groovy baby!

Meet Mr. Pablo Picasso

Well, it turned out better than my charcoal self portrait. Talk about a nightmare!

Today (otherwise known as 'How a Simple Rain Shower Makes One Contemplate All Aspects of One's Life)

This day was to be a special one, one that would make the occasional rainy day even more joyous. And even though we've all been posting about rain it seems, let me once again please.

Today my eyes were not called from their rest by the shreiking clock, but by a low rumbling announcing the coming of that life-giving source which is rain. My mind became occupied with thoughts of rain and the sheer joy that visits my soul when I am caught in a downpour. Despite the fact that the weather had foiled my plan to wear my deep jewel purple velvet skirt, I was still pretty excited about the day, which seems to be a rare occurance this semester. I forgot about the skirt and instead wore jeans, tied my curling brown mop of hair back with my new velvet ribbon, and rushed off to English, umbrella in hand.

I stepped out of my front door and raised my umbrella spotted with brown, orange, and yellow daisies. It looks like a sunshine, especially on a day like today. I saw some of my friends and said 'Good Morning!" Their response was a grumbling reply hurled back in my direction. But my spirits were not dampened! "No, I'll not let them get me down!" was my thought as I walked right up beside Dr. Kilian, my choir director. "Good Morning!" I beamed, "How are you?"
"Fine thank you. How are you, your majesty?"
"Just marvellous!"
"Well you don't hear that much around here!"
"But it's raining, and I simply love a rainy day, don't you?"
"Indeed I do, and I'm so glad to hear that you do too. See you at 1:30?"
"Yes sir!" Then I went straight to breakfast, where I couldn't find anything to eat, save the dried pineapples in my backpack that were to help me make it through algebra. I ate the pineapples while chatting with my friends Chris and Stephanie, and I discovered that they did not share my love of rainy days then headed to class.

English was so slow. Six huge windows gave to me an un-obstructed view of what I was missing outside. Sirens sounded almost constantly and I began to feel guilty about enjoying the rain that was obviously causing those accidents. Finally Dr. Harris stopped talking about advertisements and their manipulative ways and I practically flew down the colossal flights of steps in Memorial Hall to breathe the outside air that held a bit of that rain smell. It was still wonderful.

However, I couldn't enjoy it for longer than the walk to Algebra class. It was so hot in there and my teacher just wanders off on strange tangents like the Yiddish language and how math is like ice cream. Normally I like listening to people who think and speak in this manner, partially because that's how I am, jumping from subject to subject but equally excited about each and trying to communicate my enthusiasm to those who may not feel the same. But today I didn't hardly catch a word he said. I was thinking of what I would do after classes, about what happened two weeks ago, a month ago, about if I would ever get to see the rest of the world, those sorts of things. I was jolted from these thoughts when Dr.Fryd said he'd see us Thursday and grumbled about the awful weather. I had been thinking about playing in the puddles, but I started to think about being responsible and not getting wet because I had class. (Geeze, I must be 'growing up', that stinks.) So instead, I ran into a wet bench, an interesting experience belive me.

The rain had all but stopped as I travelled to lunch, which was scary so we'll just skip that whole hour. Beef and tater-tot cassarole and beets? Not ok.

By the time choir rolled around my morale had been deeply wounded and the rain was now a torential tempest. No one was happy about the rain except me and I didn't know if I was any more. I was cold, I was wet, I was hungry, and I was tired. My sunny umbrella's handle broke and my leg hurt from the violent encounter with the malicious bench. I forced myself to make it through choir because we were talking about Italy and when it was over I was not happy, in fact, I was on the verge of tears. I needed a book.

I just got my card to the city library so I decided, "Hey, I'm already a little wet, maybe a walk would do me good." I was trying to be positive. So I was on my way, on foot. As I neared the library I became a little more optimistic and a lot wetter. I ran in and got a book about Rossetti and rushed back out.I needed to take the long way home and have a good long thought.

So I walked, all alone with my handle-less umbrella, wishing that someone was walking along with me in the rain. You cannot imagine how accutely I felt this being alone. It was so strange, I knew that as soon as I got back I would be surrounded by happy people, all these people who really know nothing about me except my name and other superficial facts, then we would go see a movie. But they do care about me, I don't know what got into me. Maybe I was homesick? All I know is I felt isolated from the earth in it's entirety. So as I turned these very depressing thoughts over in my head, I realized I was crying. I lowered my umbrella and just stood on the sidewalk and cried for a good 15 minutes that seemed like all of eternity. How had this 'perfect' day gone from lovely to miserable? I let my discontentment and my surroundings (which aren't even bad, just new) get me down. It really was a long time coming, since before this semester started. Maybe I just needed a good cry, who knows. I only stopped crying because the sun peeked out of the clouds at me like I was the only person on earth and warmed my freezing self. Then I smiled a humongous smile. And I laughed and ran and danced and splashed in the puddles. All this happened in front of this random lady's house, and she witnessed from behind her curtains. Oh well hopefully I helped cheer her up!

I needed the suns warmth physically because it was 40 ish outside and I was numb and soaked; coat, scarf, velvet ribbon and all.

But more than that I needed it spiritually. There I was crying because I didn't have human companionship for like an hour. Crying because of this great life that has been bestowed so very kindly upon me!? How stupid of me! I have the never ending promise of the companionship of the God of the Universe! Hello! Why should I be concerned with such trivial things? He has given to me a small close-knit group of Christian friends to be with, and the chance to be a light to those others around me and a loving family and (almost) perfect friends!I was really just discontented with my present situation, maybe I was even just bored. God has given me this wonderful opportunity! Leave it to me to act like it isn't good enough, to act like a selfish ignorant human.

But thank you Lord for that cleansing rain! When I came back I changed into that skirt I hadn't gotten to wear earlier and holed up in my room, where I now sit typing pages of topsy-turvy emotions, happy-sad-happy. Rain causes growth, and I see now that I obviously am in need of much more growth in all of my immaturity.
But I also think God let me get wet to show me that I could still play in rain puddles. After all, I am still very much a child: His.

Knock and the Door Shall Be Opened

 


Ok, I'm going to eventually get around to telling you all about the crawdad fiasco, pulling shenanagins on campus at midnight, and 2-D class, but for now, this must suffice.

This is the picture that I drew during the parts of Gabe and Luke's game when they weren't playing. It's of a door (obviously) on a Presbyterian Church in Lynchburg, Virginia. They have the most lovely buildings there!

This is what I'm doing

This is where I am


Not much for sports!(We're losing to Trevecca)

Try saying this guys name three times fast!

BOUGUEREAU
Actually, saying it at all is a feat worthy of large plots of land or an earldom or something.Impressive, recte? (That's 'right' for all you non-Latin speaking people)

Anyway, the title of this excellent painting is "Art and Literature"! What? That still doesn't impress you? Well, maybe this will:

I caught a ginormous (props to Sister Ames for introducing me to that work of vocabulary art) Craw-dad today! It was like this long (see that line, that's how big, in fact, it was more like a lobster in the Lebanon City park)

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But that's a story for tommorrow.

Here's 'the' list: My Twenty Favorite Songs (as of right now)

1. With or Without You- U2

2. Jealous Kind- Jars of Clay

3. City of Blinding Lights- U2

4. Melody of You- Sixpence None the Richer

5. Till Kingdom Come- Coldplay

6. Here Comes the Sun- The Beatles

7. Green Eyes / A Message- Coldplay

8. Worlds Apart- Jars of Clay

9. The Lines of My Earth - Sixpence None the Richer

10. Dead End Moon- Kevin Max

11. Into the West- Annie Lennox

12. Your Beautiful Mind - Kevin Max

13. That Kind of Love - PFR

14. Maybe Tommorrow- Nouveaux

15. Born - Over the Rhine

16. Lost the Sky Again - Newsboys

17. Hold Me Jesus- Rich Mullins

18. Music of the Night- Andrew Lloyd Webber ( as performed by Michael Crawford)

19. Your Song- Elton John (as performed by Ewan McGregor)

20. The Heart Asks Pleasure First- Michael Nyman from “The Piano”

Ello! Just a reminder to the Sketchbookers: Tomorrow is the Sixth!

Just a reminder to everyone else: Go see the masquerade!

...while she lies sleeping...

 



While she may look like an angel, my niece Princess Sparkle Puff kicks like a psycho monkey! Obviously I couldn't sleep last night, so I drew. ( Which is becoming something of a bad habit, staying up late.)

All that to introduce my New Year's resolution: I'm going to draw every single day! (This is more likely to come to pass than to let my nails grow out, which has been my resolution since I was like 9.)

We'll see how that goes... 

All is Quiet on New Year's Day

Unless you live on my street. Fireworks were going off till 2 am!

I wish I had fireworks.

PS (Eriol should have beat me to it.)