Some new watercolors I did. 


This one is from an old photograph.  I took the picture when I was going to Wayne State University.  It was actually in the winter with lots of snow on the ground.  

                                                        Girl on campus hoping 

                                                 that guy isn't her ex-boyfriend

 Then I did some things from my imagination.   Why is it that all sorts of images come to mind when I am not looking for them.  I wish I had a mind camera to record those images.  Wouldn't that be cool?

                                                     The early bird catches the worm but does she really want it?

This next one is from a memory I have of being on a table getting radiation on my neck and face and seeing a beautiful blue light.  The doctor told me not everyone sees it.  I felt "special."

When one feels special for any reason it's a good thing that makes one want to dance.  I danced and it rained. We did not need rain.



I am always looking at creatures in the pond, on the grass in the woods, the sky,  and I worry about them.  I worry so much I brake for butterflies.

Dragonflies in June                                                                                                   Grasshoppers in August

The House on the Hill

the house on the hill

bristling with fools and buffoons

berserks run amuk 
 

Jumping over the Moon

 

Mixed media on paper

Hey diddle diddle,

The cat and the fiddle,

The cow jumped over the moon,

The little dog laughed to see such fun,

And the dish ran away with the spoon.

-Old English Nursery Rhyme-

 

Songs and Shells

 

Singer and Cello, pastel on paper

Shell on Blue Glass, pastel on paper

This has been a musical week.  I have been to a concert in London, Ontario and another in Port Huron, Michigan, another in Port Sanilac, Michigan and after that one went to dinner at a coffee house with a musical trio for entertainment.

The shell pastel is to remind me where all my friends have gone.  It's March 1st and still winter here so I don't blame them for leaving.  They are going to Florida or other warm places like Malta.  Most of them come back with a cold or something.  Strangely I have no desire to travel these days.  Maybe it's not strange.  Flying is not what it used to be, unless you're a bird.