so much for an art blog.....

yeah, I have in the last couple of weeks found out who is relief manager at work when the boss is away in two weeks..... ME!! Somehow, I have made a good impression and the boss is rewarding me further by training me up on the managment front alittle more than last time we spoke.... and when bossman gets back, I will be locking up a couple of nights a week by the sounds of it. a step closer to my own pub..(rubs hands together in excitment). so mum, if your reading.... thats why i havnt had the chance t call or pop up, sleeping when not working/ training..... its 1am now, just scoffing my face before bed. NIGHT

tap on the wrist and telling me there's no need for it.

Its been mad here. Im in a flat with my partner, a few misshaps since i last typed.
We have found damp. We've argued.. Kissed and made up... waiting to move. not having fun trying to get rid of as much damp in the flat as possible (attempting a night off)... The fun part is. Richard and i went to visit Mum, Tony and Nana. Along with them was a cheeky little Lala (lauren) (check mum's latest blog for photographic evidence) ive dyed my hair what was supposed to be blue, It went too dark. didn't even leave my hair in the dye for near as long as it should have. its black.. (laughs) looks ok I guess.

Other than that.. IVE BEEN PROMOTED AT WORK. I am now supervisor. and have managers keys to the tills and having fun training for managment.

Im sorry i Havnt any photographs uploaded to show you the damp or the fun my partner and myself have had these last couple of months... im sure i'll get round to it soon.

A doodle a day keeps my sanity at bay....??

(Excuse this being chaotic... I’m a little rusty at writing briefs)
Maybe it is time to try and doodle a bit more and experiment a lot more..... So here I am on Google images yet again trying to pick out images that stand out to me that I feel appealing and know I might just find interesting. (It is rare for me to find something to show for my research).
So do I Doodle? Yes I do... most of my work is based on Henna and Celtic designs there is occasionally a hint of Mouri moko in there too... but that’s a rare note recently a lot of my work is floral. And very contemporary on the tribal side mingled into a strange look... very floral but not, if you know what I am trying to say. Some people detect sea animals (octopus last time) and elements of femininity as well as a few people turning round and demanding a tattoo based on these scribbles, aka, mind wanderings whilst nothing better is happening.

Right.... so we have floral, we have Tribal ... what else....
Colour.... I am usually a monochrome doodler but have been known to venture into my watercolours even more so when I have had a few to drink..... or into my pencil tin. I have a tin overflowing with wax crayons as well as watercolour pencils and crayola. (sometimes the kiddie stuff is just as good as the adult stuff).
What materials to work on? Anything. Well paper and card mostly whatever ends up in the book. From wrapping paper to wall paper, lined paper to envelopes. Anything.
Result Hypothesis. My sanity on paper.. the changing moods and thoughts of my world... the highs and lows of love life work life home life....
Some days I have trouble finding inspiration. Infact recently, since i moved into my new flat with my Partner, I am having trouble picking up a pen some days.

busy bee

I know, Ive been working overtime bigstyle with the boss having time off and only 2 of us able to fill in both our hours aswell as the boss's. We have been run off our feet. that aswell as the rush of having to pack to move again.

Yes AGAIN... The thought is spinning in my head. Luckily Boop Richard is letting me move in with him whilst we look for a bigger space. I don't really want to move back in with family, I fear i will lose my indipendance.

The chaos known as my place i live in is even more chaos than organisation.. trying to part with things so i can fit into richard's home. Proving difficult...

Hopefully we have a flat viewing tomorrow or thursday. A 1 bedroom place Town center around the corner from both of our work places. Still on bus routs to see family too (can't forget that bit). anyways... i should really pack just that little bit more before i go to bed. I have to the 25th but knowing me, if i Dont get started now I won't get anywhere.

Grattitudes:

Boop for letting me move in with him whilst we look for bigger places.
Local paper adverts.
Slightly bigger pay packets and a few more hours at work to keep my mind off things...

A spark of inspiration

I had a short nap at Boop Richards after work today... He is on the dreaded nightshifts still... and so my body clock is as mad as his at the moment. Mostly just wanting to be together. Best time to be together is when asleep. I do miss him alot when he is on the nightshift.

Thinking of old Art projects. well doesnt help when dreams of painting. Especialy big pieces.

Yes, back to the painting.... Koi carp are back in a personal style.... and as always Working small will be on the list of things to do. (I work better smalllllllll)....

soon as i got home i got engrosed in my water colours and small bits of paper... painting in bits.....



The first fish was brought together within about a half hour at a guess... by this time it must have been around 11 pm.... I didnt look at the clock again till the last photo was taken....



Second fish under way.... bringing in the colour alittle stronger in the oranges.



And where i am so far.... Fish number Three.... by the time this picture was taken it weas nearly 2 45... still not feeling tired.... (see what i mean by body clock is all over the place..?)

Should i add any more???
Should i do a surface with dragon flies and lotus flower???

GRATTITUDES:

My boop letting me have a kip at his.

Land lady's little boy in bed way way before i get home

Watercolour Paint and a lovly collection of sized paintbrushes

Land lady putting Planet rock radio on the tv

Valentines... a day devoted to love...

I knew my boop, Richard was up to somthing.....
"give me a call when you finnish work tonight.." he says on saturday, obviously knowing i don't finnish till after midnight.

I finnished at 12:10 am on the 14th.. it takes me roughly 15 minutes to get to richards from work.

Little Me managed to get there in 7 minutes, so caught richard off guard. Luckily His door was locked, I had rung him and he had answered before i had left work, And always call to say i am at the gate. By now i am at the back door calling him for the the 3rd time he finaly emerges at the door.

I walk into the bedroom.. ready for sleep... Candles lit, everywhere... petals all over a white bedspread, a boquet of white roses, thistle and one i cannot name looks simmilar to a zinnia.?..? (lots of petals but curls up, doesnt puff out). There is even champagne and 2 flutes waiting....

He just stood there with the cheekiest grin and the biggest brown eyes. I didnt know how to react... well i did... but lets not go into detail... also On saturday as part of valentines day (before all this) I got breakfast in bed. Though I'm sure that was to apologyse for staying out after I had said I was tired and wanted to go to bed (gave me the keys and played out till 3 am... came home with chickenburger... and woke me up so he could get in).

between kiddiewinkles bedtime and my bedtime

back to an old habbit.... working small and growing bigger as time goes on... that centerpiece sheet of paper is there abouts of 10 cm in length..



And this is where i am so far... I might stop..
It is what I have been up to whilst my Landlady's kiddiewinkles are in bed and everyone is winding down for the night.

My boop Richard is on night shift. so not been sleeping very well on my own for the first time in a couple of weeks. I go up to my room around 1am. But dont usualy fall asleep untill 2:30 3:00 am. I seem to sleep better when cuddled. My room is also cold so usualy have my dressing gown on aswell as my double duvet wraped around me. In fact the whole house is cold. no matter how warm it is outside.

busy little bee....

... You may have noticed i have not written/ blogged for a little while... i barely have a moment to even check my mail. My boss has been giving me more and more hours at work.. Especialy since a girl is on a 3 week holiday, she is about 6 and a half months pregnant and im covering for her, so will have more hours when when she goes on meternity leave. also this week I have been a busy bee at work because the assisitant manager has also been on a weeks holiday. All i can think is "sunday morning lie in" (but still working in the evening covering in another pub), and "think how much money you can stash away for a holiday of your own". not all is to be work work work though... Last monday i viseted my dad (a proper day off).He had found photographs.... Lots of photographs. Even of me as a little baby.
How humiliating? My boyfriend was pearing over my sholder when i was going through them on my laptop (dad had scanned them in to his computer and put some copies onto my USB stick). "awww who is that???"
EEKK it was a picture of me in the bath with the biggest blue eyes i have ever seen, Well dad said it was me.*goes bright pink*

Other than trips to memory lane and sore feet from running around a pub being one of the only 2 people being sober. my Boop (richard) is full of an infection .. not a well bunny. so having to look after him when im not working is hard work.. especialy when you're trying to get ready for work in the morning, bed is tooooo warm and Boop does not want to let go because he is a cuddly creature when he isn't well... Poor thing.

anyways best hurry and finnish my hair and makeup.. split shift today 12 til 2:30 then 4:30 to 11 Boop said he will try his best to come pick me up.

Grattitudes:

Blogs: I get to see what mum is upto and she gets to see mine.... i hope.

Boop: Bless him. even when he isnt well, he manages to get himself to the shop and sneaks chocolate in my handbag when im not looking.

Work: I earn my Pennies and get to spoil my Boop when he gets better.

Sleep: 1 last night asleep in Boops arms before he goes onto the nightshifts.

Just like my mum I GOT SNOW

"ITS SNOWING" it's 7 am on tuesday the 5th of january (new stepdads birthday). the person to text me at such an ungodly hour was my bouyfriend, Richard who was an hour away from finnishing his Nightshift.
Managing to just about wake myself up and gather enough determination to get from under the nice warm covers of my bed and look out the window through my curtians to see 2 grown men (still dark) rolling up two huge snow balls.... "big kids" i think to myself.... but then texted back to Richard. "wanna go out an play when you finnish work?"..... I managed to be up dressed and Lively for around 7:45.



Pretty enough?? a not so frozen pond.. well was pretty till Richard decided to see if it was frozen.



Richard showing me how much snow was clinging to his gloves.



Richard's snow man



My turn the snow buggayne (bogyman)



Hands in the snow... Richard's hands are roughly the same as any average man's hannds.... Mine in compareson... the size of a 6 year olds.