This weeks Artist's Playroom theme is
What do you treasure?
Well, I could get all mushy and say family etc
but that would make for a boring painting.
No they aren't boring just my painting would be,
especially as my portrait painting is just stick figures
or these weird looking aliens that you would
never pick to be anything like my family,
(or maybe you could, hmm).
I'm a bit old fashioned too, I don't like to have any of them on the internet,
try telling that to my eldest two. They plaster themselves for all the world to see
but me, I like a little mystery.
I mean, you wouldn't think of me the same way if you knew
I was old, short and fat now would you,
surely I come through, young, tanned and gorgeous
(cough, cough).
I do adore my family, warts and all
and I have just a few people that I call my close trusted friends,
some of whom are on the net, but today
I decided to paint some of my tangible treasures,
or junk as my husband calls it,
hey, he's a maths teacher, so no arty farty love of treasures in him.
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Sorry about the cruddy photo, just can't seem to take a good one. |
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(If Trace is looking at the photo, maybe she could ask Sinus how much he loves me???
Any chance I could pay him for a white box thingy like you have??? He he :) :) )
These are some of my most treasured little goodies.
See, if you knew I was old and fat you wouldn't have thought I could love such quirky things.
The big fella is my Wookie Bird, he cost me a mint but I had to have him,
he reminded me of my big fat parrot, Charlie.
The other guys are just some of my mad collection of things.
I used to go up to the Sunshine coast for holidays and would scour the
little shops in Noosa but nowadays it's all glitz and glamour.
No more quirky artisty shops, just coffee and cafe type shops
for the rich and famous, who now frequent the place.
I miss the old Noosa but it's called progress, I guess.
At least I have my ornaments to remind me of the good old days.
I also collect crazy cups, I've painted some
My favourite is a Doctor Who mug, but that's in the dishwasher at the moment,
so you don't get to see that.
Every room in my house is filled with treasures, little knick knacks from my travels
and crazy things that people have given me over the years.
If it's quirky, different or silly, I love it, (just a shame my hubby doesn't), I mean,
how many people have a fish pond in their house, with three goldfish?
I like to be different, can you see my 'grandfather' clock reflected in the mirror,
cute huh?
I guess my greatest treasures are my kids and hubby,
even if he isn't arty farty and just a nutty old maths teacher.
He has to be nuts, to put up with me.
treasure.