So, I did too.
I dragged a very reluctant Nero out for a walk. He padded along beside me, every fibre of his being screaming: 'Turn back! Turn back! This is no place for a dog with no body fat!! I want my breakfast, you sadistic, mad middle-aged THING.'
I, of course, was not listening to his fibres.
I was too busy brooding:
"This 30 day art projekt thing is a completely ridiculous idea," thought I. "However, I have told my dear reader that I'm going to do this for 30 days, so 30 days it is...."
So, that was that. I was committed To The Cause.
The day was tricky - it wasn't just facebook keeping me glued to the screen. There has been an issue with a client's website that I had not a clue how to fix - a plug-in mysteriously stopped working - and I have been liaising with a lovely man called John at Easy Digital Downloads who has, today, shown me how to fix it. So it now works. Yay!
I was in a more relaxed frame of mind as the afternoon hove into view; with skies more leaden than a church roof and windier than a small boy after beans.
Because the weather was positively wintry, I did a bit of coffee drinking and reading in between fiddling around with internet stuffs:
Book on the left is mine, book on the right is the Library's. If you are not a member of your local library, I would recommend that you join up right away. I've been a member of a library since I was four years old. Other than my family, it's probably been the most consistently reliable thing in my life: A library will never let you down.
And yes, that IS my yoga mat that I'm using as a backdrop for the books. Books on a yoga mat. That's how I roll ... *rebel till I DIE face*
Anyway, after reading about the experimental ways to do flowers, I thought that I would have a bash at lupins. I can't do flowers - experimental or otherwise.
The weather perked up for a little bit, so I went out with my camera and took a photo of my first Papaver Orientalis:
This will be turned into a watercolour over the weekend. The rain came on with a vengeance and now the poppy is as tired and emotional-looking as a hen party on the plane back from Ibiza.
I'll show you the painting on Monday.
I bet you cannot. wait.
Have a great Saturday and Sunday!