I work purely out of the need to create. I love all conventional mediums, but in the absence of these, honest digital drawing does me just fine!
I have drawn house cats: well fed, beautiful, pampered cats, however, this time I decided to draw an alley cat in a dingy alley. A large, ferocious, brave cat, the type that has to fight for survival.
THE SEED OF GOLD. The ground was mould and mirey soil, Choked by weed, briar and toil. But as the mystery of life unfolds, A being swathed in virtuous light Into the sludge, placed he a seed of gold. By-and-by, the seed was birthed With pains at first, Battling rebellious thorn and dirt. Miraculously... Continue Reading →
"May my soul be like a flower; beautiful, yet humble; unique, timeous, bold and perfect. May it colour lives unselfishly, and bring joy to others, even if just for a moment. May it flourish in the 'light' and never wilt in shifting shadows, or die in darkness. May it continuously look up to the heavens... Continue Reading →
BUTTERFLIES ON CROTON LEAVES. https://fineartamerica.com/featured/butterflies-on-croton-leaves-caroline-street.html [This post features 4 images.] I have many favorite things in my life, and I have combined four of them in this post, i.e., art, photography, crotons and butterflies. (You know, those flowers that fly around 🦋🦋🦋 and bring such joy to the heart ❤️! I am fortunate to have... Continue Reading →
Over the last three years I have collected charity scarves with a view of doing something with them. The Covid-19 lockdown has got me doing things other than painting. I have two old Elna sewing machines which I cleaned and oiled, and also gave my sewing paraphernalia a good sorting out. In the sewing basket,... Continue Reading →
[This post contains 11 images] I was one of those artists who avoided painting roses for many years. The first few miserable attempts I made, I found myself drowning in petals. It was all too confusing to say the least - the way the petals slip in behind each other - the gentle tapering curves... Continue Reading →