Humuhumunukunukuāpuaʻa — July 3, 2017
July is World Watercolor Month. Over the weekend I ran across the “31 watercolors in 31 days” challenge on Dick Blick Art Materials’ website. After a bit more research, I discovered that World Watercolor Month™ was founded by Charlie O’Shields, the creator of Doodlewash®. He offers some great art prompts and hosts the World Watercolor Group™ on his site, so go check it out if you’re a watercolor enthusiast or need some inspiration.
Like I said when I posted this on my Instagram feed the other day, I doubt I’ll complete all 31 watercolors in 31 days (obviously since this is already day 5, now); but I plan to do as many as I can this month and post when I find the time. I’m working on numerous personal projects at this time, so my time is fairly limited at the moment. My absence from the blogosphere for more than a year is the result of nothing short of overwhelm and exhaustion.
Here’s hoping I can reclaim a regular blogging habit. If not, I encourage anyone interested to follow me on Instagram. I publish there far more regularly than anywhere else at this point simply for the ease of posting quickly.
Humuhumunukunukuāpuaʻa, or reef triggerfish if you would prefer, is Hawaii’s state fish. During a recent visit to Ripley’s Aquarium of the Smokies, I tried my best to get a good photo of this particular fish. Unfortunately, I failed. Every single photo turned out blurry, so I chose to work from those blurry photos to create this watercolor painting. I worked on this one 2 days. It turned out pretty decent for not having painted anything for several months.
Let’s hope it’s not another year between posts.
- Being creative – whether I’m drawing, sketching, taking photographs, playing around with videos or whatever else I can think of – being creative gives me purpose & keeps me sane.
- Waking up in the morning to a kiss on the cheek.
- Watching my cats romp & play. Also, their cuddles. There’s just nothing quite like the purr of a cat to lull you to sleep at night. Of course, that’s after the nightly kneading session.
- Thunderstorms – I find them exhilarating!
- Hearing birds sing early in the morning.
- Losing track of time while listening to music & drawing. I find this to be an almost meditative experience.
- Hiking in the mountains or through a forest. The peaceful sounds of nature, the fresh air, & natural beauty are enough to refresh my soul to its core.
- Walking bare foot in wet grass or sand.
- Feeling the warmth of sunshine on my skin.
- Hearing a baby or small child giggle. It’s infectious!
- Watching a spider build a web. I’ve only witnessed this a few times in my 37 years. It’s truly a fascinating event to behold.
- Sunday drives through the country. These aren’t very practical nowadays but a special treat on rare occasions, nonetheless.
- Watching snow fall.
- Hearing cicadas & katydids on summer nights. I could sit on the porch for hours & just listen.
- Swings – whether it’s swinging on a porch swing, a tree swing, or a swing at the park – swings are relaxing.
- The smell of a new box of crayons.
- Music – listening to all different kinds, playing the piano, singing.
- Trail Mix complete with nuts, M&M’s, & raisins. It’s the perfect snack & oh, so yummy!
- Learning something new.
- Hearing, seeing, or reading about random acts of kindness performed by strangers.
What about you? What are some of your favorite things? And as always, thanks for stopping by!
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First let me say, I am not trying to make light of the BP oil spill in the Gulf of Mexico in any way. This sketch was more of an attempt to express the absurdity of the entire ordeal. To be perfectly honest, it completely infuriates me that this tragedy even occurred. It further infuriates me that it has taken this long to get the spill capped. There’s just no excuse for it. The damage is done and the devastating toll on our environment will be long-lasting with consequences that I’m sure no one can predict. Everyone wants to cast all the blame on BP, but in reality it is our demand for oil that keeps BP and other oil industries in business. Be mad at BP, yes. But also take a moment to realize that it is your responsibility to make the necessary changes that will benefit us all.
In 1972 . . .
United States President: Richard Nixon
United States Vice President: Spiro Agnew
Life expectancy: 71.2 Years
Cost of Living
New House: $27,600
Average Income: $11,859
New Car: $3,853
Average Rent: $165 per month
Gasoline: 55¢ per gallon
US Postage Stamp: 12¢ each
Granulated Sugar: 5 pounds for 65¢
Vitamin D Milk: $1.20 per gallon
Ground Coffee: 99¢ per pound
Bacon: 83¢ per pound
Eggs: 45¢ per dozen
Bread: 25¢ per loaf
Top Music of 1972
Movies of 1972
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Super Freaky Movie Posters of the 70’s
I did this pencil drawing when I was in college. The assignment was to choose a painting to draw, from a list given by the professor. For the life of me, now, I cannot remember the name of the artist or the name of the painting that I chose to draw. Even though I got decent grades in my Art History classes, I remember very little from them. Unfortunately, a lot of classes like that were just rote memorization for me. I memorized the material for the tests and promptly forgot the material a week later. It’s funny how memory works. It’s also very frustrating because I would really like to find the name of the artist and painting. If anyone recognizes it, please, help me out here. Thanks!
To My Mother
By Edgar Allan Poe
Because I feel that, in the Heavens above,
The angels, whispering to one another,
Can find, among their burning terms of love,
None so devotional as that of “Mother,”
Therefore by that dear name I long have called you-
You who are more than mother unto me,
And fill my heart of hearts, where Death installed you
In setting my Virginia’s spirit free.
My mother- my own mother, who died early,
Was but the mother of myself; but you
Are mother to the one I loved so dearly,
And thus are dearer than the mother I knew
By that infinity with which my wife
Was dearer to my soul than its soul-life.