I had a confusing message from the owner of a watercolour list I belong to. It said she had seen my work on Robert Genn's website (he is quite a well-known Canadian artist).
Well, I went and had a look and tis true. My Towne pastiche (half done) is there, along with a letter I wrote.
Strange thing is they just came onto my blog and uploaded the picture. I had no idea they had done it. Its my first real attempt at a landscape and its half-done and I feel like I have been caught with my drawers round my ankles!
Anyway, if you would like to have a look then here is the link http://clicks.robertgenn.com/checklist.php
Amazed really. Ha Ha Ha
I shall be signing autographs presently..... ;-)
Me
Autumn Evening
The Village where I live....
Pink Poppy
Watercolour by Me
Spindle Spun Merino
An early attempt.... please excuse ratty dressing gown :D
Tossed Salad Bag - Crocheted by me for International Tote Exchange II
Sexy Close-up of Vintage adornments.
Kool Aid Dyed Wool
Two different batches dyed by me
UK Knitters
5 comments:
Yesterdays first visit to W. Ramblings left me with suspicions that a search for the real Robin hood continues. Not that this role is by any means to be coveted by any man, but the simple truth is that for every Robin there are at least a hundred who go about with the notion that they can do as Robin does, speak as he would, and get away without a word for it. Most don't have a clue why the search continues. They're content with something else, some sense of importance, a practical purpose, a profitable plan can't see the bit part they play or see the humor in it. It's a riddle for a deadman. What was it that gave life significance? Something about an apple tree, spring flowering, ripening fruit, and limbs sweetly snapping in the winter hearth. Well buckles, You don't want me to spoil the riddle and the rest of the telling,do you now. the awful laying bare of intentions and display?
Please accept this token of my first visit, and for letting me know that around here it's not the dogs which need to be watched out for,and so it should be.
Laughing Womans Song
Men desire to look ...
at all the space
I've hidden with my skirt.
I give away the food they've brought
to fatter women
than they thought.
I laugh and chase
away the dogs,
I call
they crawl back home,
remembering the beating
but looking for a bone.
Why not marry any wretch
that grabs on to your skirt.
You'd be surprised
what bath and church
will do for most of men.
What water will not wash away
is not an extra part,
he always was the fool
some other woman
placed inside the heart.
A little cage within the beast
and he cannot remember
who put the burning heart inside
then locked it with an ember.
Are you going to let me get away with this...................Luv Chug-a-Lug Bear
Jackie (I've got the right one this time!), That is too funny about your WIP being on another site..I must say, it looked quite good there! I told you I'd be painting "hot" pictures, what w/the A/C out and all--90 degrees in the shade...You should join the EverydayMatters Yahoo group (http://groups.yahoo.com/group/everydaymatters/?yguid=176463324), in fact, I insist! Come on, then! Jan
She lights her candle and waits...
Love-spell, rose pink, bound with ribbons of gold
Green gown, green eyes
In the bower,
crown of leaves
She needs no church
all of creation is here
Earth, water, fire, air
Salt for the earth, a spell for her love
A flame to guide his way
Robin....
His name on the wind
His taste on her lips
She'll know in a heartbeat
The dogs lie quiet
Master is home
Love your sense of humor about this surprise!
Judy you've got to laugh....
Thanks for your kind comment, hope to see you back again sometime.
Best wishes, jackie x
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