She lives in the forest in a house between the roots of a big old tree. She likes feathers and playing.
Her father likes fishing and cooking, her mother builds things. Mostly furniture.
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Today turned out pretty good. My new (2010) moleskine daily planner arrived. With around 1/3 of the year still ahead of us, I decided to purchase it (with discount, haha) to try out…
Inspired by AnnaDenise and Kathrin J-M I wanted to try some drawing in my moleskine planner.
At first my brain objected: I couldn’t possible draw through pre-existing lines!
Que ‘Eye of the tiger’ and I did it anyway.
Sometimes you just have to do what your brain objects to.
I recently purchased a new rucksack.
Yes, another one.
Some people buy shoes, or clothes, or purses, or gadgets, or games. I buy rucksacks.
Because of my RA I can’t carry regular bags easily and shoulder-bags pretty much kill me. No joke, I seriously ended up at the ER once (with Christmas) because I carried one and it gave me horrible tendinitis that left me in so much pain someone had to drive me to the hospital. I easily get tendinitis in shoulders and neck, and a rucksack seems to work best in preventing it.
This one weighs less than a kilogram on its own, has its own rain-cover and it came with a separate pouch you can either hang on that loop on the inside, or attach to the waist-belt.
Bonus-points if you guess who I have hanging on it.
Last week my new worm-bin arrived. Even though you can easily make them yourself, I decided to go for a prepared bin because I don’t have that much excess energy.
I set it up according to the instructions and held a few of the worms. They haven’t grown to their full size yet, I think, measuring only 5-8cm roughly (2 to 3 inches). They wriggle a lot and I fed them some cabbage and teabags.
I’ve only had them for a week so I don’t know how it will go. I do like them though, always wanted a worm-bin as a kid. I remember this time my mother and I got up really early to look for them and to dig them up. She let me do crazy things like that ;)
I made a page about the worms with some freehand drawings and the actual bin. The bin drawing ended up a bit wonky due to the tendinitis in my neck and me shifting position. Close enough though.
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I recently read somewhere to get good at drawing you need to draw something you love.
Well, I love marmite — on ricecakes with cheese, in soup, in sauces — and I…
I’ve never drawn my scar before.
It feels quite intimate.
I had to draw it from a photo because I don’t have a large mirror in my flat.
I did it quickly, hasted even.
And now, I celebrate.
The writing says:
Scars
They show our power to heal and overcome adversities.
Don’t hide them or feel ashamed.
Celebrate.
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I bought some new watercolour paints and have played with them these past few days.
I came up with a few handy tips that have helped me to better understand and work…
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Yesterday I went to the [Efteling][1], a Dutch amusement-park that I’ve visited often as a child. It started out with the fairy-tale forest and grew larger, with rollercoasters and fun rides. We did…
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These photos of my latest drawings don’t look too great. I took them with my phone; they look a bit dark and skewed. They’ll have to do though, for now, until I have…
Having the kitchen redone eats up a lot of energy, because it requires me to sort through all my stuff and get rid of what I don’t need (or want) anymore.
I say require on purpose. Putting everything back without sorting will only eat up my energy more in the long run. Having stuff in the way that I don’t want, don’t need or can’t use gets annoying. So I slowly go through it all and put the things I want and / or need in the cabinets. It works pretty well.
Today I made two drawings of hot air balloons. I used to live somewhere where they let them up several times per year. Sometimes I’d go to the field and watch it. Nowadays I live near the airport and have lots of planes flying over.
Today I rummaged through my rucksack looking for a bottle of vitamins I thought I bought and didn’t find it — I still don’t know if I actually bought it. When I dug into one of its pockets I felt an unfamiliar cold shape and took it out.
Surprise! My leatherman micra, lost for years. I bought it at the start at my eurotrip, thinking it would come in handy. It has a pair of scissors that did proof useful for opening food packages and such. After returning home, I misplaced it for a little while and then found it shortly after I moved.
And then I misplaced it again.
Its empty cardboard box lay on my nightstand, for years, as a reminder of it. At times I googled the type, thinking of purchasing another one, but never did.
And today, I found it.
I think I’ll put it on my keyring.
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I made ice-lollies. I quit sugar last sunday (meaning, refined sugar, not the kind found naturally in fruit, veg, honey and such). The heat wave decided to test me or something.
I used…