Time keeps on tickin’, tickin’, tickin’ into the future! It sure is flying by and I can’t seem to find the time to get everything done! I started a new job doing landscaping so I’ve been spending a lot of time in the sunshine! …..I wasn’t able to draw much this week but I did manage to get a sketch done.
My husband inspired me to do this sketch. He will blurt out random phrases for absolutely no reason. I don’t know how he comes up with some of the the things he says. One that has stuck for a while is “giraffes and waffles”. It is completely random and it makes me smile everytime I think about it. I was trying out a new calligraphy set I have and did the entire drawing with it. I figured a calligraphy pen could produce some pretty neat designs for a zentangle related piece so I wanted to mess around with it.
And there you have….Giraffes and Waffles!
Thanks for stopping by this week! I hope you enjoy some randomness this weekend!
Until next time,
“How long is forever?…Sometimes just one second.”
I was able to take a trip to the art shop yesterday and picked up a little sketch book and a pen cloth to keep my zentangles supplies in.
In my newest bible, The Joy of Zentangle, there is a lot of tangles to learn. The authors of the book suggest to have a key ring of cards with all your tangles. This way you can easily flip through them and find the patterns you want.
I thought it was a great idea and it would be better than having to lug my book around with me when I draw. I’m approaching it a bit differently and making a “tanglepedia”. The beautiful colors of the hand-sized sketchbooks caught my eye, at the art shop. I decided to go with the blue, one of my favorite colors.
I have a few pages done so far and will continue to add to it until it’s completely filled with tangles. Each page has a tangle, the name, and the person who created it. That’s how you make a tanglepedia!
I just recently learned that the U.S. has officially put the rusty patched bumblebee on the endangered species list. There are 46 different species of bumblebee in the United States. It would be most beneficial to prevent that number from decreasing! There are various ways to help our buzzing friends…
- Plant specific flowers that bumblebees love
- Offer areas of overgrowth in your garden for suitable nesting grounds
- Do not use pesticides or insecticides
That is a very small list but there is so much to learn. Take time to do some “beesearch” and find more ways to make a difference!
My latest ZIA was inspired by the bumblebee. I’m fascinated with how the tangles so easily flow with the natural world. At first glance, you see the bee. Then, upon looking closer, you realize the patterns within. I see patterns in everything now. Everytime I turn my head, I see a new hidden tangle and I want to draw everything I see! I am enjoying zentangle more and more. It gives me time to clear my head and concentrate on my work. It keeps me focused. It has become my therapy. It keeps me motivated.
I hope your having a great start to spring! Remember not to squash the bumblebees if you see them! Consider yourself lucky that you’re in the presence of one. Thanks for reading! If you have any thoughts of your own on how to help the bumblebees thrive, leave a comment below!
Until next time,
“The busy bee has no time for sorrow.”
It’s hard to say goodbye when someone has been at your side for ten years. On March 10th, I had to say goodbye to my greatest friend, DeSoto. He had been with me nearly his entire life. I received him from a friend of a friend when he was no more than a few months old. He was so tiny at the time with big dopey ears that stood straight up. He came everywhere with me; he was my shadow.
DeSoto has been all across the country with me. He was with me when I had my first place in Ohio. Then we moved to Tennessee, back to Ohio, then to New York where we have been for the past seven years. He would sleep by my side every night and even after I got married, my husband had to compete for his place next to me. DeSoto was always there. His love was truly unconditional and he expressed it often. He would squeal with joy every single time I got home like he hadn’t seen me in years; even if I had just ran down the street and back. Usually the knuckle head would be so excited, he would headbutt me in the face. It hurt like hell but I couldn’t be mad. He could not contain his excitement!
He was a mutt. We guessed something between a rottweiler and a black lab. Don’t ask me where those pointy ears came from though. That will always remain a mystery. Regardless of his pedigree, he was a very handsome dog. He had a shiny black coat and was always toned. He loved to run, although, his beloved Sasha could always outrun him. He was an incredible jumper as well. He could easily clear any backyard fence he came to. No matter though. He would never run away. He would just come to the front door and paw at it, as if he was knocking to come in.
He was very obedient. He wanted to please anyone and everyone he met. He was your typical happy hound and he loved being a dog! He was good at it. He would be so hard on himself if he did something wrong, I could barely scold him. Half the time, I didnt even know he did something wrong until he would rat himself out with his guilty manuerisms.
He was a good boy. He had an affect on everyone that met him. His genuine happiness rubbed off on all. I miss him dearly. I believe we were meant to be together. He wanted nothing more than to just be with me. I am a huge animal lover and have always had a strong connection with every creature I meet but DeSoto was so much more. It’s hard to explain. I literally feel like I’ve lost a peice of myself. Everytime I open the door, I’m sad he’s no longer there to greet me. I often feel the need to let him outside so we can chill in the sun together but then I remember he’s gone. He would always be there when I was sad to comfort me and let me hug him as long as I needed. Now when I cry, it’s for him and I want nothing more than to squeeze him tight.
I guess it just takes time. Time heals all wounds, right? I just need to keep thinking of the great life we had together. I am the luckiest girl in the world to have had such an incredible friend at my side. DeSoto taught me to enjoy every second we have. There is no need to dwell on the past. Everyday is a new day and our attitude is what makes everything brighter. DeSoto was a friend to all and had no prejudice. We could all learn a thing or two from such a loyal and loving heart.
This is for you buddy. I miss you tremendously but I will always stay positive and embrace everyday, just like you did.
Until next time,
“Our bodies are prisons for our souls. Our skin and blood, the iron bars of confinement. But fear not. All flesh decays. Death turns all to ash. And thus, death frees every soul.”
A few days ago, I was driving with my husband and we noticed something move beside the road ahead. As we drew closer it was evident that the creature was a male pheasant. What a beautiful bird! It had a metallic green cap upon his head and the iconic tail feathers trailed behind him as he dashed into the brush. I have seen pheasants before but never had I seen one since I have lived in New York. It was a surprising sight indeed!
I decided to check out the symbolism behind pheasants and this is what I learned. They are very flashy and beautiful creatures. The pheasant represents strutting your stuff. Put yourself out there and show the world what you have to offer. At the same time, know when it’s time to back down and hide in the brush. A possible threat can easily take out this flashy avian if they are not careful.
Other aspects that the pheasant represents is love, sexuality, and creativity. Male pheasants with their striking color will often attract three females at a time. If you have the pheasant as your totem, you have a strong libido and can just as easily attract love and passion. Looks like I have a good time ahead me! Bow-chicka-bow!
I am very pleased with how my latest zentangle inspired art (ZIA) came out. The colors were easy to work with, being the pheasant has a natural beauty. I also bought some new micron pens that are rediculously fine. It makes it so much easier to draw tangles with a .25 mm pen! A fine point sharpie seems like a kids crayola marker by comparison! Needless to say, I’m happy with my purchase.
I hope you enjoyed my latest post! Do you have anything you would like to add about the pheasant? Leave a comment below and share your experience. Thanks for reading!
Until next time,
“Shall we shag now or shag later? Yeah, baby, yeah!”
I feel as though when the universe has a message for us the animals bring it to our attention. They are messengers of the spirit realm while also being great teachers of life’s lessons. I have been relying heavily on them to guide me when I am feeling overwhelmed or aimless.
Since the house fire, we have been staying at various places whether it be hotels or family member’s homes. A temporary home will be available soon for us to stay until we can get back on our feet and find a more permanent place again. I have moved so many times these past two months it is down right rediculous. And that’s just the past two months! Call me a nomad but I have moved more than ten times in my life so far not including this experience and whether I like it or not I am still not done!
For one reason or another, we have needed to go to the house to take care of various things. Some days I could spend all day there going through the rubble. Other days I can not even stand five minutes. Though I noticed, everytime I went there I saw a blue jay cross my path. He would perch on a branch or fence in front of me and then quickly take off again. After the third or fourth time, I knew it was time to do some research. When I looked up blue jay, I could not believe how spot on the symbolism was for my current situation.
“A blue jay is a decidedly resourceful creature that strives to create the best environment for itself and its family with what it has access to. It will make its home anywhere that it can, making the best out of every situation.” –Sunsigns.org
Blue jays have the intelligence to quickly learn new skills and can adapt to any situation. They are observant and persevering. They will overcome any hurdle and stand their ground confidently. Blue jays can easliy come up with new ideas and concepts and will not be held down by anything.
I am thankful the blue jay has crossed my path to teach me this lesson. I will do my very best to adapt and make a suitable home wherever life leads us. Making the best of a situation is a good practice to always keep in mind. To show respect for this marvelous avian, I have completed a zentangle inspired art piece. I enjoy this style incorporated with my totem animals. I have decided this will be my new “thing”. Be prepared for many more totem animal pieces!
I hope you enjoyed today’s post! Do you have a story that involves a blue jay? Share your story in the comments below. Thanks for reading!
Until next time,
“I never realize how much I like being home unless I’ve been somewhere really different for a while.”
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I was commissioned to do a memorial piece of a beloved pet that passed away recently. I am truly sorry for their loss. I am still familiar with the heartache that accompanies such a tragedy. With the recent passing of Sasha, it is rewarding to be able to help someone else that feels the same sting. I hope I can do this beautiful dog justice with my next portrait drawing. I don’t want to give away too many details, about the subject, until the finished piece has been given to the recipient.
Here is the outline sketch for the piece. I am very excited to see how it turns out. It will be finished by next week! Can you guess what breed she is?
Thank you for reading this week’s post! If you have recently lost a pet, feel free to share their picture below and what you loved best about them. In times of loss, we need to remember the good times spent together.
Until next time,
“I wish none of this had happened… ‘So do all who live to see such times. But that is not for them to decide. All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to us.”