My friend Marilyn is a talented watercolor artist. She’s sort of a perfectionists, though, and sometimes when she messes up she throws her paintings away. I’m the type who saves everything just in case I can make it into something. So I tell her, “Don’t throw away that good paper; give it to ME!” Well, this is one of her throw away birds. I cut up the paper around the bird and saved it for the center of this piece. I think this red bird is adorable! I can’t take credit for it’s body – that’s Marilyn’s work. (*See more of her wonderful paintings here 🙂
Warning: do not try to focus on these pictures. It can’t be done; they are super blurry from zooming in to get closeups behind a plexiglass safety barrier.
And there were other little girls out there skating besides #33, doing their best to protect the puck, assist and score. But she’s my granddaughter, the one my eyes followed throughout the game.
My favorite photo from this day immersed in the world of girls hockey is of Bella skating off the ice toward Coach Daddy who’s grinning from ear to ear 🙂
Here she is modeling the heart-shaped fruit of a Japanese Climbing Cucumber plant that grows in a pot on her porch. I am lucky that our friendship has continued through the years, and that she enjoys posing for me now and then.
I first met Peggy in an exercise class over 10 years ago. After we’d gotten to know each other well enough, I asked if she would pose for a painting I was working on. It was her profile that I wanted to copy: straight nose, high cheek bones, long neck.
She enjoyed sitting for me, and after that experience went on to do more modeling for our nearby college art department. She is such a wonderful model, because she can stick a pose and hold it until the timer goes off. (Artists tend to lose track of time when engrossed, so a wise model utilizes a clock.)
I believe it is Peggy’s yoga practice and knowing her own body that help her settle into long poses. She is able to meditate or become lost in thought, even as she is aware of the the bustling of artists at work: the scratch of drawing tools, creak of easels and stools, sigh of exasperation!
She stays cool as a cucumber ~ ~ ~