If You Go Down To The Shops Today

….you should give “Atelier Jeux D’esprit” a try….

…Deirdre did…

…and she got this lovely tea-towel….

…to be honest, while I do appreciate that it is vintage linen and very absorbent, I don’t think it fits my decor….

….(long suffering pony stare)….

…so it will be living at Dee’s place….

…check Elena’s fabulous accumulation of vintage textiles and hand made treasures out at….

…109 Princess Street, Dunedin….(second floor in the Queens building take the lift !)….

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Without Preamble

….a holiday project started in January….

…a few finishing touches at home….

…aaaaand we’re done….

…on the box….

…on the “canvas”….

…on the box….

…on the “canvas”….

…on the box….

…on the “canvas”….

…on the box….

…on the “canvas”….

…there…..pretty sure I had a similar set when I was young, but never completed it because – gluggy oil paints….

….much easier to wait till they turn up in a thrift shop and just add octopus to suit….

…was mildly unsettled every time someone expressed disappointment that I just festooned other peoples work with a bloody great cephalopod instead of painstakingly rendering the bloody annoying things myself….

…then these came up on the local auction sight….

…mint in box with 40+ year old super gluggy oil paints….

…thought that it would be a wise/wonderful idea to replace said glug with the acrylic test pots that I favour….until I worked out how much having a near as damn matching set to aid my endeavour would cost…

…so made do with what I already had for the most part….

…might octopi when the nausea subsides…..

…but as I have now achieved my childhood dream of finishing not one, but four pain by numbers paintings, it appears that my life is now complete….

Pony

…pony….

 

…pony.

 

…(written at my cousin Phil’s kitchen table several years back, to annoy his daughter who, at the time, was a world renowned expert on all things equine…Hi Phoebe!…).

I Suppose I Should Explain

 

…that this was written to annoy my second cousin whose girlish enthusiasm for all things pony bordered on the psychotic….

…her Dad & me (& her less than sympathetic siblings) spent many an evening discussing  recipes and alternate uses for our dear, dear equine friends…

…pony,pony,pony….was the common catch cry.

 

…(the psychotic thing is a family trait).