I’m in Las Vegas for a few weeks helping out my Mom. I have a lot of down time so I have been filling up a sketchbook with doodles. Thought I would finally try out some gel pens I got for Christmas. Having fun with color. Adding words to my doodles seems to be my favorite thing lately.
This cat duo looks surprised to be interrupted during their jam session. Despite that, they make beautiful music together!
The collages are so fun, I had to make more than one!
Just Cats Collage
Red Sax Collage
I was going to title this “Yay! I’m done!” , but this title is probably more appropriate. I painted this quickly, and unfortunately, it shows. But I am off to a three day quilt retreat this morning! Fun! I have put my paints away for another day. So now I have completed 5 of Leslie’s 30 paintings in 30 day’s challenges, and I have been able to complete each one. Granted, I am not doing fine art–so it’s much easier. I have enjoyed all the other art, especially from Karin, Sandy, Sheila, Sea, Cindy, Susan and so many others. And all the positive comments I received really kept me going, especially when I didn’t feel much like an artist at all. THANK YOU SO MUCH for your support.
So today’s painting is really a doodle that I added some song lyrics to. Sing was popularized by Karen Carpenter back in the 70’s, but I guess it’s really a Sesame Street song. Though I was too old to have ever watched Sesame Street as a kid, I did acquire a SS songbook. I love this song and especially the lyrics. I truly believe there is joy to be had in the very act of singing. It really doesn’t matter if you think you have a good voice or not. Just SING!
These birds want to sing, but there’s no one to play!
(ˌɑ kəˈpɛl ə)
Something different today. I needed to take a little break from the animals, but we are still making music!
Even a skunk can make sweet sounds!
The clarinet was my first real instrument (I did dabble a little on piano and recorder before that, but does that count?) Anyway, when I joined band in 4th grade (age 9) I originally wanted to play the trumpet, but that only lasted a couple of weeks. I was highly discouraged by the band director. This was the 60’s and I guess girls did NOT play brass instruments! So I took the trumpet back to the music store and they suggested a clarinet, so that’s was I learned to play.
I quite enjoyed the clarinet, but my 3 older brothers, for some reason, didn’t appreciate the “beautiful” sounds I was making. They insisted that whenever I practiced, I had to go into my parents room and shut the door, go into their bathroom, shut the door and turn on the fan. Then I was allowed to practice–sitting on the toilet! But I stuck with it despite all that and played clarinet through elementary school, high school and college.
I still pull it out occasionally. I even played a solo a couple of years ago in church. Those things you begin in childhood just stick with you.