A sea of boxes...

 Didn't think I would get time to sit down and post something, but thankfully have had a bit of time between packing and falling a sleep to check out some of my favourite blogs and sites.  Its nice when you can sit down by the end of a long day and feast your eyes on great art and read what others have been up to...  Not to mention get a ton of inspiration to work on my own art.  But {and its a big but}, this is what my studio looks like right now.

Boxes all over the place, boxes as far as the eye can see, boxes this way and that way {you can call it a sea of boxes} and they are all over the place and they drive my CraZy!!!!  However, we are now finally on to the count down to when we get the keys to our new house, only 7 days left.
  
                                                       I CANT WAIT!!!!!!!!
                                                               

And here is one of the very many stacks of canvases standing and waiting to be transported over.
Below is the sketch I mentioned in my last post, its one of only two sketches I was able to get done in the old town in Montreal, Quebec. 

And here is two other small sketches I made when ever I found some time to do anything artsy, and I have packed away most of my supplies.  I kept out 3 different books {2 Moleskine books, water colour one and the other a sketch book} and other is a new book I got that's good for ink and pastels. 

Dream boat

 These are again of my little sketch collection that I started to work on earlier, its about my I guess and when I was little and always on the run.  The paper boat makes me think about my dear old great uncle Arvo, he showed me all kinds of neat crafts, origami, rope knotting and wood carving when I was younger.  My favourite was the boats and the cranes.

I will sit with you

 When I was younger, it always broke my heart when I found a dead animal {still does}and I used to think that they were just a sleep and they just needed someone to wish them back to life.

And the last sketch {doodle} is from yet another time of me sitting on hold, waiting for a person on the other end of the phone to answer...  I think I have now heard pretty much all kinds of "on hold" music tunes, and by far this one time I heard one tune and no word of a lie a whole five times.  And not only was it a long and very painful song...  It was so dark and depressing, and I'm sure this is all intentional and the company hopes that the person who calls will hang up, give up and keep the companies service against their will.  But not me, no Sir!!!!  I held on and back or my paper I sketched away until I almost ran out of ink and they finally answered. 

Any how, 7 days left and then I can then finally get my supplies to my new studio space, and start to unpacking and dream about how I can make that place my own space...  And best of all, I can start making a wonderful amazing mess again with paint, so cant wait.
So I don't think I will be posting until the dust settles down and I can say the move is over and done with.  I hope all of you have a wonderful summer and you are blessed with ton of inspiration and time to create : )

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Paraply

{Umbrella in English}... I know I said in my last post, that I haven't done much at all when it comes to drawing or painting. But this is what I manage to do in between all the whirl wind and crazy times. Most has been done just before I turn the lights of and go to sleep or in waiting rooms, a few minutes here and there.   I'm back with the umbrellas again {don't know if you remember my other once in watercolour, the girl in red boots, yellow rain coat and umbrella?)} but this time I wanted to try in ink and just with a hint of colour {the yellow you see below is much darker and brighter than in real life}...


Fireflies (not alone at night)



All, way back over there



The moon bridge will take us there

I have been thinking about some things from my early years of being 6.  I used to always pack up my little red suitcase {it was made of heavy paper,cardboard like material} and it had small white piping all around the edges of it.  I used to pack it with all kinds of stuff that I thought was very important to have for a 6 year old...  drawing book, crayons, pretty candy wrappers I had saved and who knows what else.  And I took of on these adventures in search of lands far away, but my mum called them always mad run aways and she always contacted the local police to find me.  Well, the police in our village knew me well after a while and I got to ride in their fancy car a few times. 

My dad used always tell me that he knew I would one day move very far away, I was always on my way to some other place than what and where we lived {I'm a lot like how dad was, he always wanted to see whats behind next hill or where would the next road go}.  He and I are much a like that way, we always some how tried to escape and find that new life...  And after 20 years of searching, I found it here in Canada and since then, I haven't had the need to pack any more red suit cases or ride in more police cars.  But that doesn't mean you cant still escape in your mind and dream away to different places, and how things have been around here this past few months, Lindsay and I read a lot together and she loves to still pretend she is a princess in some fairy land.  So we escape together to great imaginary and fun places in stories.  Just love it, how sweet and young at heart she still is.


 A few weeks ago I went on line and treated my self to a few good books I have been wanting to read and use.  A book by, Joanna Trollop, two Moleskine sketch books and one book about 1950's textile designs from W&A.  So the pictures above, I drew them in one of the Moleskine sketch books, I like the books but I wish they would make them with slightly less yellowish tint to the pages.

So now my question is to you, do you think I should keep them in black and white, add a bit of colour or fill them in with colour {paint}?  I cant make up my mind.

All the best to you all and thank you again for your lovely comments, always a treat to read what you say : )

Mari

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