Good hair

Scanned three new pictures before. Turned out that one came up in black and white in stead of colour and it was a collage so not so good. The second one was ok but I realised I had to change it and the third disappeared mysteriously. So I'm posting an old scan of a pencil sketch. I like the hair on this one. And the glove, one should wear gloves more often.

Back to ink

I've rediscovered ink and here is what I need: my own room with a lockable door to keep little girls-fingers out of reach for black ink, brushes and paint.

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... and autumn leaves I miss. Big ones like maple leaves. Hello it's July! I know. And I do feel a little bit pathetic thinking about autumn leaves but they are beautiful and autumn is my favourite time of the year.

Things that I miss...

I miss city biking on an old squeaky ladies bike with thick tires and a broad, think old sofa type, seat. And the big parcel rack at the back, how good wasn't that? Yes, the olden days again. When not yet everyone wore a bicycle helmet and when the parcel rack not necessarily carried a parcel but one of your friends.

A la recherche du temps perdu....

Please note the old-fashioned radio, coffee cup etc. Am I getting old or what? This picture is not a self-portrait but still feels a lot like me in another time. Like the early 90s, the olden days... At a second thought it is much a picture of my old single-girl-flat.

Avenue Bugeaud

I had a bit of a creative flow the other day and did two new pictures that will make it to the blog. It's just that my flow to scan them is not as..... flowing. Here is another picture though from last week.

Deep thoughts

Deep and uncomfortable, that's how I feel today. Just like this picture. Maybe I shouldn't be posting at all but my one-year old is asleep so I feel I have to dooooooo something. Started of with portraits but ended up explaining and complaining about them too much so it had to wait. But you know what, I'll be back.......