Glue and updatey, and why is it my keyboard is covered in some kind of winey substance........

Today I have been glueing lots of things, wow glueing is a strange looking word, am I even spelling it right? Perhaps it is gluing, or GLOOing, I am not sure. The fact of the matter is, glue does also not know how to spell, so it is okay. Anyways, my uhu is purple, the purple like when you were 6 and you were outcast if your glue was the not purple colour.

Here are some pattern things I drew, because pattern things command your every thought and tell you to only wear sneakers made entirely out of alfoil. Sure they are noisy to walk in, and sometimes your feet are accidentally baked at the office morning tea. But you must do what the pattern things say, because it is destiny.



So the matter of the fact is, blogging, is it a lot like purple uhu? There is a lot of pressure to be like the purple uhu and I do not think I can live up to it? So I think Mr Blog here will have to float about on his lonesome in the space of interwebbishness for awhile because I think we are no longer in love....

The End

For Little Sparrow.....

Well it doesn't really look like you my little sparrow, but you get the idea!! Love you forever my fellow giant one.

ink and watercolour sketch

.......and from the lady that inspired the above sketch, see her new bloggety Feather Child where you can browse and purchase some of her beautiful beautiful hand made feathery head pieces, they are so detailed and lovely and they go on your head.....

Mr Teapotty.......

sketch from the moleskine

It was brought to old stompy's attention that perhaps she should blog something, but stompy has not been feeling full of inspiration lately. In fact there is no inspiration to be found, and I looked everywhere, if you count looking behind the couch as everywhere. Anyhoo, I thought I better blog about something somehow or else something bad could happen....

So here is a sketch from a few months ago of a curious teapot that appears to be pouring out teacups instead of tea. I imagine that would be quite unpleasant and would make the gums bleed a fair bit more than normal tea. If teacups could speak I am sure they would have many useful ideas on how to plant daisy gardens, but that is besides the point......

Springtime memories...........

Reminiscing on these.... I wish Spring would act more Spring like, instead it is acting crazy amounts of wind and rain like, which is not the proper way. NO SPRING, IT IS NOT THE PROPER WAY!