Riddled countenance

Over the past few weeks I’ve been of an ill humour.  My countenance has been riddled with an atrocious scowl.  After much reflection and a bit of intuition, I finally figured out what was wrong.  Like so many of my fellow bloggers, I’m a very creative person.  I have to put my artistic talents to use . . . → Read More: Riddled countenance

I’m an Artsy Bookworm, How ’bout You?

That wondrously kind Vanilla has bestowed an Art award upon me.  I am honoured and quite blushed that she’d include me in this award, especially since I’ve been so quiet on the blogosphere lately.  I can only hope that future post will enhance this fête.  It is the little things that people do for one another . . . → Read More: I’m an Artsy Bookworm, How ’bout You?

Fusain Mores

So, I’ve blabbered on about drawing and painting enough.  There is a very logical and respectful reason as to why I don’t display my work.  I am a great admirer of the female form, so a lot of my drawings are risque.  I enjoy drawing faces more than anything, but sometimes I like doing the entire . . . → Read More: Fusain Mores

Virile Bristles

I came home this evening in a creative and as the kids would say, a slamming mood.  While reclining and watching the end of the news, something caught my eye.  An old mason jar filled with brushes, some of which were new and others were frayed and stained.  Still, they happily intermingle in the jar.  They . . . → Read More: Virile Bristles

Plodding Bob Jones

Last Sunday, I very cautiously locomoted to a well know local Seminary, Bob Jones University. They have the largest collection of Christian art in the world, only second to the Vatican. The girls must wear dresses, and the guys have to wear dress slacks and shirts at all times, while on the premises. . . . → Read More: Plodding Bob Jones