when things don't work out

hello Munchkins!

ok, so let's start at the start. :)

I feel like I'm all over the place lately.

Sometimes, I have nothing to share,

and other times,

i have too much. 

This is one of those times,

so make yourself comfortable

and if you leave here before the end of this post,

i'll totally understand and even forgive you. :)

Many of you know that dad stayed with us for a while
after he fell and broke 5 ribs a little over a month ago.
This is his dog, Fluffy.

Dad would put a blanket on her
when he'd go to bed at night,
in case she was cold. :)
Adorable.

After about a week with us,

and dad using the walker around the house,

I took him to a little park nearby, 

to practice walking with the walker outside.

He didn't do so well. hehhehee...

This is my dad (in red) and his brother Hervé.

Dad is 81 & Hervé is about 75.

My uncle Hervé is ill - in the early stages of Alzheimer's

and he was also diagnosed with pancreatic cancer.

I love that considering everything,

they are both still making the most of life.

And I love this photo of them.

It's easy to smile when life is good

but it's those who can still smile when life is hard

that I admire most.

Yes, I've made some art!

This is a quick pastel sketch of the photo below.

A few weeks ago, we went to St. Martin's,

a beautiful spot about 2 hours from here,

filled with hiking trails & picnic stops

and breathtaking scenery.

I'll be sharing some photos later,

but for now - here's a little sample of the beauty.

I spent the whole day there with friends

and once again,

I was reminded that beauty is often found

right here at home.

A quick sketch of the news on TV,

(something I purposely don't watch regularly.)

This morning, it was raining when I woke up.

Is there anything better than a rainy Saturday?

Well, maybe a rainy Sunday.

The idea of staying inside in comfy clothing

(for me, it's yoga pants, a Tshirt and flip flops)

and doing whatever my little heart desires.

In this case - painting.

So I started the day with coffee,

and then the collage above.

Then I put paint tape around a page

and started playing with acrylic on paper...

Took the tape off a while later,

hated what i saw.

No matter how i looked at it,

i just saw the face of an alien.

So I thought I'd change it up.

Added white - now I saw a goat.

Or at least an animal.

Added a few little elements here & there

and it still wasn't working for me.

I was having a hard time this morning

finding my 'zone'...

Some days are like that.

You gotta move on.

You gotta get past that.

Sometimes things flow

and sometimes they don't.

So I had leftover blue paint

from the sheep/mountain goat painting

(and you know i can't leave leftover paint)

so i quickly painted this background

in my journal page.

Just 2 blues and white.

This one felt a little better,

but still - not quite.

Then i flipped it over

and saw this Phantom of the Opera angry face,

and it freaked me out,

so i thought I'd move on to something else.

(Groove, groove, where art thou

on a rainy Saturday morning?)

So I switched mediums.

Got my pen, my little "draw your life" sketchbook

and sketched a few of my favorite pens.

Easy peasy.

No scary faces here. LOL.

I have a ton of other favorite pens

but decided to just draw a few.

I stayed in the blue room for at least 3 hours.
It was strange - I felt the need to paint,
but almost everything I attempted felt wrong.
I KNOW! There IS no wrong in painting!
But i just felt like something was off.

 Even when I attempted this with acrylic paints
and a piece of leftover cardboard hanging around...

It began as an abstract
but ended up looking like this.
I liked it a LITTLE more than the other stuff
but not much more.
I do like this part though.
The part that makes it look like a rooster.
Anyway - painting is a strange thing.
Sometimes, you can paint something
that feels exactly like YOU. Like your vision of something.
And other times, you paint something
and when you look at it, you might think:
"Wow. Where the hell did THAT come from?"
Or at least that's how it is for me.

I still felt like I had more painting to do,
so i grabbed my little 'draw your life' book
and flipped to the first empty page.

Draw the first thing you see.
I had my coffee cup nearby,
so i painted the cup (still leftover blue) :)
and then i had a brain fart
and actually misspelled the word COFFEE! LOL!!

I spelled it COFFEY!
So as soon as i realized it,
I laughed and just thought,
"oh what the fuck, here we go"...
and then I had to paint the eye on the cup
because that would just make everything ok.
(giggle)...
You know how when you imagine things a certain way,
and they just don't work out that way?
Yeah, that's what it was like this morning.
But still - it was a lovely morning!
When I came out of my blue room 3+ hours later,
I didn't feel like I had wasted one second.
Even if i didn't like what i had done -
i liked that i had done it.

On that note, I want to share a few photos here
of the Mount Allison University campus in Sackville, NB.
Isn't it beautiful?
My son and I went to an Open House there last week.
Alex graduated high school a few years ago
and is still considering his 'career' options.

This is the Fine Art building.

Such a beautiful campus,
it makes me consider going to university. :)

I am a sucker for doors.
LOVE them.
Those that open and even those that close. :)

 I love that there's so much green everywhere.

And this beautiful tree

got a hug from me!

Thanks for being here.

I hope life's been good to you.

xox