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What do you watch out for?

What do you watch out for?

The prompt this week for Scribble Picnic, an art co-operative, is Watch out.

How often as parents have we said those words? “Watch out.” “Don’t trip on that log.” ‘Don’t run into that table.”

As parents we are conscious of what can happen if a child makes a careless move.

Recently my granddaughter has twice tripped and fallen. She got a goose-egg on her forehead  both times. She is three years old. Will she do it again? Probably. But I am sure she is becoming more aware that she has to watch out where she walks. All paths are not clear of objects.

How often do we do that in our lives? How often can we see trouble coming if we say something and do something? But we do it anyway. We don’t always watch out even though the signs are there.

There are many “watch out”s in the Bible. Here is one that I think we all might take a closer look at.

Don’t be greedy.

 Watch out! Be on your guard against all kinds of greed; life does not consist in an abundance of possessions (Luke 12:15, NIV).

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I do Bible painting in a special Bible just for art. It helps me remember verses that are important to me. As soon as I read the prompt “watch out”, many verses came to mind. But at the moment decluttering has been on the top of my list. I have pitched (given away) lots of stuff. I have more to go. It is freeing for my mind and soul.

I found this article amazing in how much stuff we are accumulating that we don’t use or need.

21 Surprising Statistics That Reveal How Much Stuff We Actually Own

Lately I have been reading much about simplicity. How much do we really need? There are many articles that show that the more clutter we have the more cluttered our minds become.

Here are some good sites if you are interested in decluttering:

Modern Simplicity by Sandy Kreps

Passionate Homemaking

365 Less Things

Stop Household Clutter 

I have written about decluttering my mind in order to pray.

How to Live simply.

 


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How Can I tie it up? A Lesson in Shoe Tying

How Can I Tie it Up? A Lesson in Shoe Tying

Today on #ScribblePicnic Michael gave us this prompt: Tie it up. Since this is the first week back to school my thoughts went to all the tying up of shoes I did as a grade one teacher. And how thrilled I was when those kids could tie them up on their own.

My grandson is going into senior kindergarten and his goal this year is to in his own words, “tie up my shoes really fast”.

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Therefore my picture today – done very quickly in pencil, then watercolour crayon, is a child learning to tie his shoe.

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As I drew this I realized how complicated the motion of tying up shoes can be. I couldn’t tell where those laces were. And look at how the hands have to twist and turn to make the loops.

When I taught school, velcro had just come into existence. Great I thought – this will make things much easier. Wrong. The kids were so thrilled with the velcro I had trouble keeping them from doing up and undoing their shoes in circle time. Zip. Zip. went the velcro. Enough to drive me crazy.

Tying laces in an art. All ice skaters want to be able to do this task. Although I saw skates the other day that had no laces.

I have seen children make two loops to do their shoes but I tie the old-fashioned way. What about you? BUT….

I learned something today. I have been tying my shoes the wrong way. Here is a TedTalk that shows me how I should be tying them. This makes them stronger and they won’t come apart. I always had ended up double knotting mine. I will try this today.

Here is a cute video about kindergarteners tying their shoes.

I hope you enjoyed today’s post. I am always thrilled how there is something I can draw with the prompt.

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Help! Find out why technology has way too many buttons for me.

My Look at Button Technology has made me feel “buttoned”

Today on Scribble Picnic we were given the prompt “buttoned”. Yes really that was the prompt. My first thought was the buttons on clothing. Then as I thought more about it I was led to think about all the buttons we press nowadays.

It reminds me of the rhyme: “Button button whose’s got the button?” But I would change it to: “Button button which one do I press?”

When I grew up we didn’t have a TV for my youngest years. We listened to the radio and we turned it by a dial. When we bought a TV it also had a dial. As I matter of fact most appliances worked with a dial.

But I do remember one car we had that had push button gears, forward, neutral, reverse, drive. It was an automatic too.

I think this video will show the car I remember.  A Dodge 1956

Then came the remotes. For TV, games, audio. And somewhere in there I got lost. It might be because I don’t watch TV very much, but for some reason I have let hubby take control of these widgets. I don’t understand why it takes 3 widgets to get up something to watch. But it does.

So I feel buttoned.

I’m pressed by this digital society to push buttons for everything from the lock on our front door, to the microwave, to my cell phone. Push push push.

Now my grandchildren have no problem with buttons. They have no fear and can get anything to work because they push until it works. They have been born into this “button pushing” world. If I need help now I just ask them.

Soon I’ll be able to get things to move, and work by speaking (Siri?) or maybe eventually thinking it. (That’s scary to me.)

Here is my Scribble Picnic contribution for this week.

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What’s in a Dot? An Art Prompt

Scribble Picnic: Fill in the Blank

Mr Michael at #ScribblePicnic gave a very usual prompt this time. It was called “Fill in the Blank”. Take a look below.

Fill in the Blank

We were to take this exact shape and size (we could turn it around and change the colour) and incorporate it into a picture.

Since Canada 150 is still on my mind and I haven’t blogged much on my home and native land I thought of using this time to paint my Canadian picture. I used my micron pen 03 and my watercolour pencils.

Fill in the Blank

A Few Facts about Canada

  • Canada’s population is 36,286,425 and the country is 998,467,000 hectares in size.
  • Our 150th birthday is called our sesquicentennial.
  • Canada stretches across six time zones.
  • We have two official languages: English and French.
  • Canada is the world’s most educated country: over half its residents have college degrees.
  • Canada has more lakes than the rest of the world’s lakes combined.
  • The U.S. / Canada Border is the longest international border in the world and it lacks military defence.
  • “Canada” is an Iroquoian word “kanata,” meaning “Village.”
  • The butter tart was invented in Canada.
  • We don’t use dollar bills or two dollar bills – we use Loonies and Toonies.
Fill in the Blank

Group People Waving Canadian Flags Back Lit from Huffington Post.

We are now 150 years and 12 days old.

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Memories from Jars

Jars – Scribble Picnic

Today the prompt for #Scribblepicnic is JARS.

I checked the definition of jar, as most people would probably think of a glass jar.

Jar: a wide-mouthed, cylindrical container made of glass or pottery, especially one used for storing food. Synonyms: container, pot, crock, receptacle, cookie jar, mason jar, ginger jar

 

I painted this picture years ago after at trip to Tubac, Arizona. The lines are to signify ancient and I used a white and black spray paint on the paper first. The painting is hanging in our home in AZ. It is large about 24 X 14 inches.

 

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Of course when I think of jars I think of the story of jars of water made into wine in the Bible. I remember telling that story to the kids at vacation Bible school one summer when each day we took a walk through some of the biblical historical cities where Jesus went.

It was great. I made a large bus from cardboard, painted it. Then we put a hole through the roof. Two of us fit inside with puppets poking out the top. My friend pretended she was the driver and the two inside the bus entered the church from the back with the CD player blaring with the entry song. Grab your shades and a bottle of water, this place is going to get hotter and hotter.

Then the puppets talked about what they were going to learn during the Vacation Bible School. I can’t find any pictures in my computer although I searched.

Good memories of that week.

On thinking about pots I also remembered a story I worked on awhile ago. Here is a picture from that story.

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Sorry I didn’t have time to make an original this week. Can’t wait to see the rest of #ScribblePicnic’s pictures.

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Why I love the delightful songs of a bird in spring?

Bird – Scribble Picnic

It’s Scribble Picnic time again. This week prompt is BIRD. With spring finally arriving here in the Highlands it’s an appropriate time to thing of our feathered friends.

I have painted birds before so at the end of this post I will give a gallery of some of my earlier paintings I have found.

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My first thought when hearing the word bird had to be a hymn we sang when I joined Explorers and C.G.I.T. (Canadian Girls in Training) in my youth. I also became a leader of Explorers in my mid twenties. The hymn is This is My Father’s World. I love this song and can sing almost all the words thanks to learning it in my youth.

Here are the words:

  1. This is my Father’s world,
    And to my list’ning ears
    All nature sings, and round me rings
    The music of the spheres.
    This is my Father’s world:
    I rest me in the thought
    Of rocks and trees, of skies and seas—
    His hand the wonders wrought.
  2. This is my Father’s world:
    The birds their carols raise,
    The morning light, the lily white,
    Declare their Maker’s praise.
    This is my Father’s world:
    He shines in all that’s fair;
    In the rustling grass I hear Him pass,
    He speaks to me everywhere.
  3. This is my Father’s world:
    Oh, let me ne’er forget
    That though the wrong seems oft so strong,
    God is the ruler yet.
    This is my Father’s world,
    The battle is not done:
    Jesus who died shall be satisfied,
    And earth and Heav’n be one.

 

What memories that song brings to mind. Friendships. Gatherings. Skits. Stories. Campfires.

The line that I recalled was: “The birds their carols raise.”

That’s what I have been hearing this spring. I missed the bird songs from Arizona and was thankful when the little ones started to sing up here.

Seeing my first robin! Hurrah spring is coming. (tweet this)

These are Eastern meadowlarks. At least my rendition of those birds.

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This is the underpainting.

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And this week I found one of our garden stones really needed refurbishing. It had lost all the colour. I received it as a gift over 13 years ago when we moved into our newly built home. So this year it got a face lift – brightly coloured and ready to go in the garden.

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Of course I am never content with the colours given to me by my hubby – had to mix them and get various shades of green and blues and browns.

Here is the Gallery I promised of former bird pictures.

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Ladder – Scribble Picnic

A little late for #Scribblepicnic tonight. The word prompt is “ladder”. My excuse is below.

We have had quite the week. We left Arizona on the red eye last Tuesday night – arrived Wednesday morning. A little sleepy we were. After a ride from airport to north of Barrie, we had a little nap at our daughter’s home. Then we were ready to tackle shopping and heading back to Haliburton. That day and the next were blurs.

The weekend was family Easter weekend and we had 14 join us (7 grandchildren) and 4 dogs. Very busy, a lot of fun. Now recovering slowly from all the activity. And it rained on and off all weekend. The sun came out yesterday (Tuesday).

Do you feel you are going up and down a ladder?

Sometimes I do. There are times I feel like I’m at the top and other times I feel like I have fallen way down. But it I always look around me when I am on the ladder then I know I can find peace in all the rungs of life.

I found a picture I painted of a ladder from a book I am currently reviewing and editing. It’s Martha and Mary’s story as found in Luke 10:38-42.

Here is my picture:

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In my story, Mary is rushing to help Martha as she slept in. However, she catches her foot on the last rung and down she went.

Stay tuned for more information on this upcoming story.

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Fairies: Scribble Picnic

Once again I am joining Scribble Picnic with the word – Fairies.

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I’m thinking imagination – when I think of fairies. I loved Grimm’s Fairy Tales when I was little. I remember sitting close to my Dad while he would read the stories. Yes they were scary but there was always good that came through.

I love stories of redemption – of caring, or sharing or change.

I loved being close to my Dad listening to the stories. He kept me safe.

A great author friend of mine, Jeff Goins writes about Why We Love Fairy Tales.

Being able to fly – I used to have dreams I could fly – through the roof and up through the sky. Conquering giants. Fighting dragons. I loved the Harry Potter first books and movies – until they got too dark for me.

My story of The Kingdom of Thrim is a type of fairy tale. It’s based on a doll maker who wants more than he has – he takes off with out asking friends or God. He just goes. Hasty decisions are not ones thought through carefully.

Fairies remind me of The Wizard of Oz – one of the best movies by far. I have seen it zillions of times. My sister and I would sing the songs, act like the scarecrow, the lion and the tin man. We would be the good witch and the bad one. We would sing our way through the dark forest.

I believe in angels. I let my imagination soar so I can picture a world of love, joy, no sorrow or pain.

Maybe my next children’s book will be about a fairy who travels to a new world to learn about love, acceptance, joy and peace. (tweet this)

I like what C.S. Lewis says:  “Someday you will be old enough to start reading fairy tales again.”

I think all the Scribble Picnic people know that their imaginations and let us see things beyond the black and white, beyond reality here. I can’t wait to see the pictures this week of Fairies. Join us.

My first sketch with micron after a few trial sketches in pencil. fairies

Coloured in with watercolour pencil.

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Finished with water.

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Scribble Picnic: Lantern

This week’s prompt at #Scribblepicnic is LANTERN. It’s funny that I love lanterns. We have always had a couple of them around. At our cottage we used them quite a bit when the power went out. Learning to trim the wick, add the oil and not touch the glass when it has been lit were all learning experiences.

The first time I remember an oil lantern was at a cottage when I was a teenager. I went with a friend and the drive in to the cottage during the night on this long long road, bumpy, one lane terrified me. For my American friends what you call cabin we in Canada call cottage.

Then when we arrived I learned they had NO electricity and guess what they used – right, a lantern.

It’s dark. I’m in a strange place in the dark. My friend showed me how we would light the lanterns, climb the stairs and get into bed. We did have flashlights too.

But once the morning came and I could see where we were it was a delightful weekend and the drive home wasn’t nearly as scary in the daytime.

We have a lantern beside our fireplace at home. Since we are not home I can’t show you the photo of my fireplace and lantern – you will have to picture it from my painting. And yes there is a shade of purple in our stones. (from what I can remember – :))

After printing this I asked our friends who are staying at our home for the winter if they would take a picture of my lantern. So here it is. But I drew my picture from memory.

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Micron pen number 03 and watercolour pencil.

Next step is to use some water on it.

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Octopus: Scribble Picnic

Octopus: Scribble Picnic

I’m back to joining the prompts by Dotty Hill. This week the prompt is Octopus.

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I didn’t find out about this until late – so I grabbed my pencil, then micropens and then my watercolour pencil crayons and began.

As soon as I read the word “Octopus” I knew I had to paint and write something. That is me. Yes me. I feel like a happy octopus with my hands in a million pies. You might be able to figure out some of them.

Got to run and make dinner. It’s crusty panfried halibut and vegetables. Hubby’s hungry. Hope you enjoy the picture.

I really need another 8 limbs.

Just under the wire.

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