February, fourth week
In this last week of February, it really looks like winter is behind us.
The whole garden is awake, and all the birds are singing.
Yesterday I worked in the garden and cleaned the windows, so yes, it must be spring!
February, third week
The weather has changed to springlike.
The tulip and daffodil are shop bought as yet, but the little pansies came from under the snow unharmed.
February, second week
Last week I hopefully started on a series of early spring plants, this week I had to deal with whatever stuck out above the snow.
And although it is a beautiful, thick white carpet, luckily some things did stick out.
I'm curious what next week will bring..
New prints
Made two new prints lately.
The one on the left is a landscape near here, at Tienhoven, where I often walk and cycle.
The print on the right is a memory, based on a photo I came across, of time spent in Duntulm, on the most northern tip of the isle of Skye.
February, first week
This past week spring seemed to be around the corner, and in our garden ( and in the case of the Winter Honeysuckle someone else's garden, sorry) there was plenty young green stuff to draw.
It looks like I might have to dig in the snow for subjects this coming week, we shall see.
January portraits 4
As you can see, I haven't found the photo of my grandmother yet, so this last week of January is a mishmash of interesting faces.
For February I go back to nature I think. At least: to the garden.
Postcards
NEW!
I had 2 sets of postcards printed of my daily watercolours.
Set 1 consists of 6 garden plant 'portraits', set 2 of 6 coastal nature finds.
The sets cost €12,50 each plus postage.
Please let me know if you want to order.
January portraits 3
This last week I did family portraits.
From my paternal grandfather, via even our budgie, to my little sister.
All week I have been looking for a photo I must have somewhere of my maternal grandmother, already a widow, in the garden with her four young children.
She was the only grandparent beside my grandpa on whose lap I have sat as a baby.
I have no memories of her.
And my grandad died when I was a toddler.
It is strange to realise how little experience I have with grandparents, now I am a grandmother myself!
