Philomena’s favourite sound is that of echo’s, gliding footsteps on stone floors; the drip, drip, drip of rain that comes through the gaps in the roof of her 645 year old miller’s cottage. She delights in the shadows cast by moonlit flowers and often takes walks at unsociable hours just to watch and listen.
The sound of echo’s and the sight of shadow’s.
Philomena is the other character that I mentioned now resides inStudio 61 awaiting a new home.
Can I let you into a little secret? Promise you won't tell? Every time I come to paint these faces....and I mean 'every' time.... I have that absolute panicky feeling as if I have never painted before. I feel as if I will make a mess and I just cannot fathom out how to go about it. It often takes me 2 or three attempts to get them just so. So there you have it, the trials of a sometimes incompetent painter!
Hope you have had a lovely start to your week! I will be busy as ever and plan to start transforming some of those ideas into my sketchbook into finished pieces. I also have a whistlestop visit to look forward to from my dad and my aunts as they come to me for morning tea and cake on their way back from southern england for a funeral on their way back to Scotland. I haven't seen my dad since late November so I am excited! (Oh and if you remember this post about my hand-made gift for him, the updated report is that he has ditched the scraggy plastic coin bag and now loves his new personalised coin purse! - progress indeed)