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Thursday, April 24, 2014
Monday, April 14, 2014
Leave behind the bitter cold and snow of January.
Soak up the warmth of the sun on white, sugar-sand beaches.
Sketch and paint dolphins and seabirds, beach cottages and turquoise waters…sound good?!
Get ready to join the fun!
After you spend the morning sketching and painting the beach and attractions with me, Laure Ferlita, you have afternoons to do your own exploring.
We'll be staying at a resort at St. Pete Beach with plenty to do within walking distance—assuming you can pry yourself out of that royal-blue cabana!!
I will be providing all the juicy, glorious details just as soon as the ink is dry on the contracts.
Thursday, April 10, 2014
|Manaphin off Clearwater Beach|
Photo Credit © Manaphin.com
It is a mammal and thought to be part manatee and part dolphin.
And oddly enough, the same week of the manaphin sighting, a "banana-phin" showed up on my kitchen counter!
|You never ever leave food out on the counter at our house!|
Watercolor and ballpoint pen
Stillman & Birn Zeta Sketchbook
As Chris studied the banana, he began to see "shapes" and with the help of his trusty pen, he'd created a banana-phin!
Of course, I had to put it in my sketchbook.
My husband's food art is legendary.
We used to have waiters that would get excited when they saw us come in the door because they couldn't wait to see what Chris would create for them to find after we'd finished our meal.
All that time his mother just thought he was playing with his food…
Anyway, if you'd like to know more about the really cool manaphin, please visit here. You can see photos and hear what it sounds like underwater.
To learn more about the sighting off from Clearwater Beach, please read here.
As of yet, no further information is known about the banana-phin.
Thursday, April 3, 2014
Watercolor and Gouache
Stillman & Birn Zeta Sketchbook
5.5 x 8.5 inches
Yeah, that gray fuzzy thing at the end of the red string.
Actually, it's the remains of a mouse.
It has outlasted balls, feathers, springs, pieces of paper wadded up into balls, toilet paper rolls, catnip toys and all kinds of other things that pass for toys in the eyes of a cat.
And it, above all others, has been the most played-with, tugged-on, gnawed-on, swatted-at, chased, cherished toy in all of catdom.
It currently hangs off the back of the chair in our living room.
Without fail, if you pass too close to the chair, at least two bright, eager eyes will peer over the seat waiting for you to make the mouse move.
And you do.
Because what kind of human would you be if you did not entertain the feline-in-residence?
And the small, frayed little mouse is leaving—tug-by-tug, fiber by fiber.
I wanted to capture it before it was completely gone.
The string, while picked and pulled, is still in good shape.
We could probably attach a new mouse…but it just wouldn't be the same.
This one has staying power, history.
And you can't replace history.
Because it's just not the same.
I consider this another sketch in the Ordinary to Extraordinary Series.
What have you elevated from ordinary to extraordinary lately?