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blowing through the cobwebs of my mind

Right, why does this feel like I’m writing a personals ad? “I like long walks, and cuddling in front of the fire…” Feic no I don’t.

I promise to bitch, complain, grouse, gripe, whinge, and whine (apparently, not so much) on this blog. I promise to talk utter nonsense at times. I also promise to use words that some people find offensive. This IS the way I talk and think: I actually use ‘bad’ words a lot less here than I do vocally. I promise to attempt to be funny. I promise to talk about my pets as if they are kids. I promise to give out TMI on occasion. I promise to drink and blog. I’ll try to make note of the weird-ass things my husband says. He ain’t right.

I might talk about controversial subjects. Opinions & comments are welcome; assholeishment and trolling are not. I wear UK 7.5 New Rock boots and I will kick ye to the curb with them.

I’m an expatriate American living in Ireland. I’ve oodles of interests: some of them are art, cooking, gardening, politics, writing (well, duh) and driving my Harley. And, of course, my furry family.

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Watering it all down a bit

 I’ve been trying out watercolours for the first time since my age was measured in single digits. I didn’t like it then, as I’m too much of a perfectionist and it annoyed me that watercolour paint didn’t stay where I put it.

But life itself is much more fluid these days. I thought perhaps I’d let loose of some of my control-freak nature and just see what happened.

I wasn’t sure if I was going to share my work or not. Again, letting go of the control freak, I decided what the hell. But I still have to give an advance apology/explanation for my efforts. 1. I have NO training on how to paint with watercolours. 2. I’ve not tried to do this in over 30 years. 3. My brain isn’t working quite right.

So. I meant to find hubby’s pastels and play around, because I had some good clean cardboard I didn’t mind wasting. Instead I found his watercolour paints, from… high school era. Black, white, green, red, blue yellow. Not a lot to work with! Also the only proper watercolour paper I have was gifted to my by Socks, and is post-card sized. So I sat down and looked at what she’d sent me. Paintbrushes that hold water in the barrel. Big black pencils that, mysteriously (to me) said watercolour on their sides. Hmm. So I did a quick sketch of the first thing that came into my head, in black, and then filled it in with paint. Here’s the result.

The eye is terrible – but that’s the first thing I drew and the rest didn’t quite follow along those Disney lines. Ah well.

So, next was to find something else to paint. I wanted to do the bell from my local church. While thinking it over, I realised something. I’ve had a small set of expensive Derwent coloured pencils since I was a teen. I recalled that the tin they live in says ‘watercolour’ on it. Holy shit, I’ve had a good set of watercolour pencils for decades and didn’t know what they were for.

So I drew the bell. The perspective is all wrong. I know. I refuse to care.

I thought about it for days before I finally got the nerve up to wet it down.


I actually made the perspective worse! But I learned a lot and it was fast and, dare I say, fun. I’ve another project in mind, way above my skill, but screw it, you have to start somewhere.

Greenery and perhaps a Giggle

Hi, howrya? Please read that in the Mayo accent in which I would say it. I must apologise to all the bloggers I follow: I can’t seem to be able to comprehend very much, my concentration is terrible, and my sense of humour has nearly deserted me (when is the last time I tagged something as humour/humor? It’s been yonks). I do read everyone’s blog, but I can’t seem to summon up much in the way of a response. Sorry, I hate being like this.

What seems to be working for me is visuals. So! More photos. I did a walk through town last time. I’ve taken more shots in town, but I think we’ll go back to purdy flors again. Please read that in the NW Florida/southern Alabama accent in which I would say it.

First photo is a crappy iPad one. But, it is my mystery plant, and the mystery is now solved! First I have to give a shout out to the fabulous website, Shoot, and its plant finder. It didn’t take much time at all to get to the eureka moment and find the answer to what I’ve been wondering for weeks.

20130621-202113.jpg Please meet my Mimulus! There are about 150 species and I didn’t have the patience to figure out which one I have. Or is that which ones, as there are three different colour blooms? Common name is ‘monkey flower,’ but I have no idea why.

The rest of my pics are taken on the new fancy-pants camera. Did I mention that it requires you to look through the viewfinder? And actually turn the lens to focus? It has a lovely big screen, like a digital cam should, but since I have to put my eye up to the little hole, the screen is always smeared with nose grease. That’s when my schnozzola isn’t pressing the menu button and changing the settings. Oh! Here’s a picture of the camera itself. I took it for a walk a few weeks ago. No pictures, because the battery, unknown to me, was dead. So I took a pic with my iPhone of the heavy-ass camera I took for a walk, in a bag on my shoulder, like an expensive pampered chihuahua. I thought I should take a pic of it just to memorialise the first time I took it out, since it didn’t bloody well work and I had no other way to record the day’s events. Yes, I stuck it on a stone wall in a cow field. Damn thing.

Okay NOW the rest of the pics are by the pretty Nikon.



Strollin’ through the town today

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Yesterday morn I took the dogeen for a walk, and I saw a lot of things that made me think about where I live as seen through a stranger’s eyes. It was a positive experience – but as walking the dog isn’t conducive to taking photos, I didn’t break out the iPhone.

So this morning, I took a walk without her – but I didn’t get to see all the same things as my walk was shorter. Sorry!

One of the very first places I come to is the church. They are painting it. Yesterday was what they could reach with a long roller, but today the heavy machinery was involved.

After the church I hit the main drag. The sun was playing peek-a-boo.

It looks so colourful like this. It’s a terrible shame that at least 1/3 of the buildings you see are empty. Some for the entire 8 years I’ve lived here, and longer.

An example – a business that has come and gone again since I’ve lived here. They sold ink. The pile of unread post inside the door is astounding, and that terrible white-wash window covering didn’t last even a few months.


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A Poem to Future Readers | Poetic Parfait

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A Poem to Future Readers

Posted on June 7, 2013 by Christy Birmingham

The Future: Look out on Nature and imagine

The Future: Look out on nature and imagine. Victoria, BC.

Do you ever think about what future generations will think as they read what you write today? I took that question and wrote a poem to my future readers.

This is christyb, inviting you to let your mind wander with the wind as it answers questions. This is christyb, on a windy afternoon in Victoria, BC, Canada.

To Future Readers

The wind teases my skin.

Crisp air brushes against my fingers

That move with greed across the keyboard

To create new combinations of words that will

Hold me in place of a warm body.

My comfort is the future,

The images of readers who feel the depth of

My words, who wrap the

Thick metaphors around themselves

Until they are able to verbalize their troubles.

I long for the words I can to heal someone else.

I hope pages of words share a wall with

Hooks for keys that fit

Doors for readers; may their eyes

Open with certainty and confidence.

I hope to be certain in my confidence.

To the minds unborn,

May you sleep well with my words.

My sweaty fingers crave more wind.

©2013 Christy Birmingham

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Free Painting… & Custom Shirts!!! | Ray Ferrer – Emotion on Canvas

Free Painting… & Custom Shirts!!!

Posted: May 31, 2013

Custom Shirts

***Thank you to all of my fans and followers!!! As a special thank you I wanted to show my gratitude.

From now until the end of June ANYONE who orders a shirt from my Etsy store will be entered in a drawing to win an original painting by me valued at $500 or more and I WILL SHIP ANYWHERE IN THE WORLD. The winner will be randomly chosen from a number generator. I hand made these shirts.

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Welcome to a new friend: | inesepogagallery

Welcome to my blog devoted to visual art, painting and life style.

Art has always been a big part of my existence; I have been drawing and painting for about 30 years. I am for the most part a self-taught artist, and I love exploring new techniques, materials, approaches and themes. Drawing and painting comes to me naturally as breathing, and once I had started to draw and paint when I was about 8 years old, I kept drawing and painting all my life. I relocated to Canada in 2004 and started out from scratch because I could take hardly anything with me from my native country Latvia (Europe).

My style is best described as romantically inclined realism or realistically inclined romanticism, because my paintings often are emotionally enhanced captures of my favorite objects: landscapes, still lives, florals, nature scenes.

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Events and shows in 2011/2012:

Solo exhibition April 1-30, 2011

9th Annual Oshawa Art Association Spring Studio Tour, 2011

10th Annual Oshawa Art Association Spring Studio Tour, 2012

OAA 43 Juried Art Show: “Kitchen Symphony” and “Take a Rest”, 2011

OAA 44 Juried Art Show: “Gifts of Summer”, 2012

Featured artist at SilverStone gallery, August 14 and 28, 2011, I also gave watercolour demonstrations at the SilverStone gallery, Pickering.

I arranged two day event at my studio-gallery within Canada Culture Days, 2011;

Open art event at my gallery, December, 2011.

My painting “Farmers Market View” was published on the life style magazine “Natural Awakenings” cover in the USA, March 2012.

I am participant of the Fall Art festival at Camp Samac, September 2012.

I am participating in Canada Culture Days with a 2 day event at my studio-gallery in September 2012.

I have my own art gallery in downtown Whitby. I am a member of DWAC, PRAC and OAA.

44th Juried Art Show Reception at McLaughlin Gallery, OAA, May 31, 2012

My painting “Gifts of Summer”in the background

One of my still lives: Crispy Fruits

Fruits and Berries, large still life

“Kitchen Symphony”, very large watercolour painting, was presented in the 2011 Juried art show at McLaughlin gallery.

“Take a Rest”, my large scale garden scene painting, was also exhibited at McLaughlin gallery during the 2011 OAA Juried art show.

“Farmer’s Market View”, very large watercolour painting of Whitby Farmer’s Market, was published on the “Natural Awakenings” cover in the USA, March 2012.

“Gifts of Summer” is displayed in McLaughlin gallery this year.

In my art studio, a couple of my larger nature scenes can be seen in the background.

Yet, painting still lives is something I enjoy a lot. This is my “Time for Fruits and Vegetables”, large size watercolour painting.

“Coffee with Flavour”: one of 2012 still life paintings

In my opinion, art should be uplifting, poetic, thoughtful, endlessly beautiful and always taking to a higher level of human experience.

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