donderdag 18 augustus 2011

donderdag 11 augustus 2011

Imperfect

Imperfect is perfect too, if you're wearing glasses or your teeth are brecketed or your doggy is a one ear missing little streetdog... who cares?

( this is my entry for Illustration Friday for this week )




maandag 1 augustus 2011

August

Today already the first day of the last month withouth the letter R- in it, when we move further into summer, and see nature blossom around us, I can not help myself to admire what is happening every time and time again. August is also called the harvest month and clearly starting to show it's wealth around us, I have seen the dark red to dark purple, almost black ripe coloured blackberries on the bushes underneith the trees in the forrest already. Also the Elder is leting his berries hang down in a lushfull show of deep red to black colours.And even if the wasps are flying around more agressively, just think ... this is nature aswell, I heard a tip today that might keep them away from your table: take a lemon, cut it in halve and put cloves in it, then place it on your table. It is said that this is something that will keep them away.


vrijdag 29 juli 2011

Lotus

This is our kitty Lotus, she always liked to sit in the back of our garden, where she watched the little birds from afar. How often have I wondered if she would catch one and what she would have done with it if she did.... Sweet Lotus I know you have no pain any more, and I cherish all the special moments that we had together.

woensdag 27 juli 2011

Knijntje - Bunny


Een konijntje getekend voor mijn nichtje, speciaal met een paars strikje, staat dat niet snoezig ?
A little bunny which I drew for my niece, especially with a purple ribbon, cute huh?

donderdag 14 juli 2011

Stay

Puppy was learning how to stay, but accually he didn't understand it at all..."why was his boss walking away ? and had he to stay.. all alone by his self, grown ups are so difficult to understand, sometimes' !

donderdag 16 juni 2011

Swept

After having swept all the leaves in father's garden, suddenly that nasty Mister wind is starting to play with them, from the nice pile she made from them. Looking at all the swirling leaves  she sighs and waits till he is done playing.