• Sitting Here Resting My Bones

    Sitting Here Resting My Bones

    As I’ve mentioned, probably ad nauseum, that I am recovering from knee surgery. Which, as I also said, is getting in the way of artwork. Yet, I’m being told to have a successful blog, you must write a post every week, preferably more often. I have no new work. So where does that leave me?…

  • And Things That Go Bump in the Night!

    And Things That Go Bump in the Night!

    This is a bit of a change. I have no idea for a birthday gift for one of my best friends. Her birthday is March, so I have some time. Of course, when I run out out of ideas, art always comes to my rescue. I’m hoping my friend doesn’t look at my blog and…

  • Here’s A Little Story

    Here’s A Little Story

    And it goes like this… Okay, I lied. It’s not much of a story, it’s a blog post about my latest drawing. I’m coming to the end of my winter art, and my quarantine. I’m not sure what February will bring, artwise, but I do know I’ll have my foot up and ice on my…

  • I’m Sick of This

    I’m Sick of This

    One thing or another, I haven’t been able to do artwork. Earlier in the month, I had Covid-19. I also was getting ready for knee replacement surgery. As it turns out, I’m feeling fine, no one who has been in contact with me has gotten sick, and I quarantined as required. As it turns out,…

  • Ringing Out the Bad

    Ringing Out the Bad

    I used to have a tradition at New Year to post my worst drawing of the previous year. It was meant as a twist on everyone posting the best. But I drifted away from it. Why? I don’t know. Maybe too much to choose from? One thing about being prolific is that you have proportionately…

  • Once Again

    Once Again

    I’m stuck. I’m stuck because I can’t think of a full-sized drawing to do. My life had been filled with non-art things, so I just did notecards for something artistic to do. Now that life has settled down for a while, I’m ready to do something full-sized. But I’m stuck. So, here are the notecards…

  • What A Card!

    What A Card!

    I’ve always wondered where the term card came from, to describe a witty person. No, I haven’t always wondered that, but it was a good excuse to hop on Google. Evidently, the first use of the term in literature was from Dickens, I think it said 1863. But I’m talking about notecards, greeting cards and…

  • Violated My Own Rule!

    Violated My Own Rule!

    Bob Ross always said, there are no mistakes, just happy accidents. In my latest attempt, I was happy accidenting all over the place. My usual rule is: Don’t draw when you’re absorbed with other things. I violated my own rule. I do have an idea of how to salvage it, but not today. I do…

  • Love Shack,  Baby!

    Love Shack, Baby!

    Ok, I’m wrong, my devotion to the B52’s not withstanding. It’s a love nest. My friend looked at it and said ” You must have been a little squirrely when you drew this. “. Another friend chimed in, “No, she was just plain nuts!”. Well, so much for my friends. It is a squirrels’ nest.…