Kicking Into The Proverbial Gear..

Well here we are in the month of April already.  Where the hell do the days go?  The sunshine has deserted us and the rain seems to hinder any attempts to encourage any spring-type activity.  Boo.

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It’s been very high and low already this year.  I just want to bury my head in the sand and sleep until I magically end up somewhere else with some bloody sun and no trace of anyone I know.  Who’s with me?!  I’m serious.  But.. no progress comes from feeling sorry for one’s self for too long.  A good gripe with a jug of cider (I’m back into my cider these days, a beautiful cider hole is literally  but one minutes walk from my new home haha) and a paintbrush can do miracles.

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I have decided to dig my dusty paintbrushes from the back of the cupboard, sharpen my blunt pencils and drag out the warped canvas.  I mustn’t forget the table-cloth over the new rustic wooden table or The Dorchester shall string me up, so don’t let me get too carried away.

We have since moved house to the ‘posh part’ of Southsea, to a lovely terraced cottage-type place – all wood and cosy, we have a dog called Mister Guss and we have a modest garden (bugger off rain) that is the happy part of recent events.  I no longer have my painting space so I must be very careful not to get trigger happy *slurps more cider* or The Dorchester will have my neck.. we are renting you see and it’s not our furniture.

I am hoping to kick myself back in to gear now we have settled in, so expect a bit of a move around on my humble page here, and eventually some new paintings.  It feels very homely, much more like a living space which has started to do wonders for my creative side.  I have been partaking in Free Art Fridays – a bloody fantastic little thing you can do to share your work with the world, have some fun and feel good because someone, somewhere, has found a little hand-made gift.. if only people would actually post a pic or a message to say they found it on my Facbook page, like my little note says. Oh well, you can’t have everything.

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I would post photos of our little family and the new awesome digs (and all the lovely food I’ve been creating in our mahoosive kitchen, hell yes)  but I lost my phone which is where all my photos are!  You can stop by https://www.facebook.com/pages/ArtByZowieLouan/373086462749861?fref=ts  and snoop about and see what I’ve been up to 🙂

Speak again soon – ZLouan

Check out my favorite inspirational tracks of this moment:

Ben Howard – Everything

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0ZzL9W7jscA

Ben Howard – Only Love

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oy5Nbo0pgb0

Bjork – All is full of love

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yDYMfm0JQOE

Pantera – Walk

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AkFqg5wAuFk

Kills – Future Starts Slow

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KiLjuRG3hoE

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Introducing: Chronicles of The Fallen – By Yas Hamood

“Hope was the phantom friend, the elusive relative that arrived just in the nick of time with no real purpose or reason.”

‘Fallen’ Part 1

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http://www.amazon.co.uk/The-Fallen-Book-One-ebook/dp/B0060VMWTA/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1321446892&sr=1-1

“A solid piece of storytelling that takes a fresh angle on a phenomenally popular genre.” Gregory Jameson.

‘Awakening’ Part 2

http://www.amazon.co.uk/Awakening-Chronicles-The-Fallen-ebook/dp/B00B0GAAY4/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1358970476&sr=1-1

Review from ‘Book Lover’

“I enjoyed this book as I kept wanting to know what was going to happen next. The detail in the book was also very good and you could just imagine it really happening!! Can’t wait for part 2!”

Sharing the Love!

I have to take a moment to send a shout out and share some love for a great, new writer who has just published her second novel in her ‘Fallen’ series.  They are available with Kindle, you can check them out on the links above and I can honestly say that I could not put them down!

Recently I have been reading some quite heavy SciFi (Steven King’s The Stand, I had to put it down because it’s massive!) and a bit of Romance in the form of Time Travelers Wife, which was nice, but I needed something different and I am quite partial to a bit of fiction.

Fallen was just the thing.  I won’t give anything away, you will have to give it a read yourself… ok, just a little bit!  It’s a classic good vs bad, but with a humorous and graffically grousome edge that you really don’t expect when you start reading and get into the first few pages.  In the first 2-3 pages I was already hooked on the central character, Aurora, with her sarcastic, dry humour and wanted to find out if her love interest, Lucian, saves the day as always happens… brilliantly the storey unfolds with some great twists and vividly bloody fight scenes.  Fantastic!

Awakening is just as gripping as the first.  Here you get to know the back storey behind the central characters, learn their history and their making.  Her discriptive talent is perfect, in both books Yas really paints a beautiful scene enabling you to picture everything from the buzzing streets of cultural Camden to the huge and beautiful, shimmering, soft, angel wings (this was a favourite of mine).  You really bond with the characters even more and Yas leaves you satisfyingly hungry, wondering what in the hell is going to happen to everyone next!

Nice one, Yas!  Don’t keep us hanging too long for the next installment! 🙂

Yas Hamood

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Yas grew up in London. She has a passion for young adult fiction, and spends most of her spare time writing short stories. Her favourite childhood authors are Christopher Pike, L.J. Smith, Stephen King & Richard Laymon.

Follow her on Twitter: @yassminh

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/YasHamood

No I can’t…

No I can't...

Niece: Can I have some toast?
Me: Ok, can you help me tidy up your plasticine then?
Niece: No
Me: Why not?
Niece: Because I can’t
Me: Why’s that then, Tehya?
Niece: Because my hands are in my pockets

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A single page

A single page.

 

Being quite a bookworm when I was a child this immidiately spirited me back to my memories.  Famous Five was also a favorite, The Faraway Tree, Wind in the Willows to name a few.  This blog was so touching I had to re-press.  It brought to mind thoughts of one day sitting with my own child and sharing the magical, exciting moments that only a book can open.

🙂

Curtains!!

Today, I was mostly making curtains..

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Goodbye, freezing cold livingroom! 😛

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This Singer is the most awesome, beastly piece of machinery that a girl could ever need 🙂

I don’t want flowers. I need you.

Beautiful 🙂 Reminds me of a song: ‘Sometimes all I need is the air that I breath, and to love you’ x
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I don’t want flowers. I need you.

(We forget what we really  need. Need passion and desire to keep love alive.)

A beautiful woman is waiting for me.

I promise her dancing and presents.

I arrive home with flowers and candy.

Her eyes goes soft.

She whispered “Please don’t buy me flowers.
I don’t want diamonds or gold.
I just want you to need me.
For you to yearn for my kiss.
To be overwhelm with desire for my touch.
Take me to paradise of passion.
I want you to cry out my name.
I want you to rub lotion on my feet, legs and body.
Treat me like we are new in love.”

“I don’t want pretty flowers.
I need your desire for my kiss.
I want you rushing home to fall into my arms.
I want you for Valentine’s day.”

I smile and bring my lady near.

Kiss her sweet…

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It’s Been A While..

It’s been a while (there’s a song there, somewhere) since I have mustered up the ability to sit down at this computer, specifically stop, think about and write about what has been occurring..  It’s been an eventful 2-3 weeks and I have neglected my internet social circles, only popping on to display new paintings and pop onto Twitter for a quick how-do-you-do.  For that I apologise, I have had (thanks to the old email updates) a quick nosey at what everyone else has been up to now and then which is always good 😉

The last time I had a good natter was when we had just received our visitor.  Oh My Days.  Our home has barely survived, Sylvester practically became a street cat, we almost divorced each other.  As lovely as Molly-The-Hyper-Active-St.Bernard-who-thought-she-was-small-enough-to-be-a-bouncy-puppy is, she was just Too Big!  On walks she would pull on the lead and you were in danger of being dragged behind her, hanging on for dear life with both hands like in the cartoons (you dare not let her go, she would be off, scaring the life out of small children and their perants.  Probably run off with a small child thinking they were playing ball).  With slobber all over tables, chairs, clothes, hair all over EVERYTHING and Poos as big as small cats were too much for us.  The good thing about all this though is My Dorchester and I have decided that we are definitely not parent material.   The loved up ‘I-love-you-so-much-I-want-your-babies’ fluffyness has been satisfactorily squished and brushed under the sofa for now, for fear the baby/ies will be shoved into the garden every other hour of the day, never to be allowed in any of the rooms in the house and locked in the living room while we relax and enjoy such things as  clean clothes.

Safe to say Sylvester is OK now.  He did not run off and live with a quiet old lady down the road, and he has not stressed himself out and made himself ill again (touch wood. Long storey).  Satisfied the monster has finally been vanquished from his castle home, he has rubbed himself along every possible piece of furniture in the house and is back into his usual routine of scratching and meowing to be let outside the front door just as I fall asleep at night and meowing at our bedroom window at 6am to be let back in the front door, then scratching at the bedroom door to be fed half an hour later (Why would we need children when we have the cat which is like one, anyway?).

Good news though!  I have finally got my hands on a new job  9-5!  Evenings, weekends, bank holidays, Christmases and New Years off, Hurrah! (I’m a ‘normal’ person again!)  I went to a couple of interviews in the past week, one good, one not so good I haven’t even heard back from the interview (don’t ask).  It got to the point I was very stressed out, the situation at my office and the situation I was in, it made me very down and low.  It was getting progressively worse at the company, I had bad hours and could not get my head in gear and find time to study, I could not sleep properly and altogether made me not a very nice person to share a space with.  But fortunately, thanks to a friend of ours (who had also worked for the same company and so knew what it was like) I was put in touch with an agency and have a position which is within the same industry but a Good step up. WooHoo!!

But during this hectic period I kept painting at least.  I am the type of person who needs to find a way to be productive, within anything, even if it is not the intended finished subject, it helps to keep the mind positive.

‘With all it’s sham, drudgery, and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world’ – Desiderata

I experimented with ‘Finger Painting’.  I love this style, I love the fact I make a painting with my actual hands.  I made a couple of Sunset ‘Abstract Landscape’ types this way and they came out pretty good, I like the expressionist style, I love the way the paint blends and sits on the canvas, I like how your eyes are not given the direct and completed picture, your imagination needs to play a part to see the scene.  This is, in my opinion, one of a few fantastic styles like this, because the person viewing the painting gets more involved than with just getting a completed pretty picture to look at.  You get to find your own picture within the painting and I think it becomes more personal.

I have also made a painting for an old friend who I recently came back into contact with.  We share birthdays a few days apart and being as it’s such a fantastic thing to be back in each others lives (she literally lives just down the road from us, as it turns out) I thought making a painting would be something nice to do.

I am currently trying to master figures.  I love the shape of the human body, and I used to be able to sketch them but I seem to have lost the ability with paint.  I would love to create facial expressions to go with the emotional shades of colour I like to use, maybe it is because I am older and have lost the sight/imagination I used to be able to freely grasp (or it could be just the fact I cannot draw faces?!) but practise makes perfect, as they say.

My Dorchester bought me some art stuff for my birthday a week ago.  I have only just mustered up enough courage to use the lovely acrylic paints he bought (they come in a foil tube and everything) I would never buy myself those because I am in no way confident in my ability to be happy with what I paint enough to spend that type of money, I just go for the plastic Reeves acrylics still which do me fine.   As if to panic me further, painting this new painting, I have ended up painting over it Twice, because I could not seem to find the right colours, and was not happy with it.. but maybe it could have been the fact I was so concious of wanting to get it perfect that I messed it up?

My Dorchester and I  heatedly disagreed about this one, I asked him what he thought, he told me ‘I dunno babe, it’s not my favourite, the colours are a bit bland like, why don’t you just paint an Abstract Landscape?’ I could have bitten his head off.  I posted an ‘In Progress’ picture on Facebook too.  A friend of mine commented: ‘What’s wrong with her boobs?’ (she is Danish and she is quite brash with her words) I said: ‘They are quite big’ She says: ‘They are deformed!’ I say: ‘Is it that bad?’ To which she replied: ‘Depends what your trying to say’.  At this point I was pissed off, thinking: ‘Can’t anyone look at a painting that’s not obviously a true representation and not expect a perfect replica of whatever it is?!’ My Dorchester pointed out, why did I post on Facebook if I didn’t want comments?  I advised I wanted comments but I want them coated in sugar (I storm off at this point to re-do the boobs).  I replied to my Danish friend: ‘I am not trying to say anything, just wanted to paint a figure, and at this point she seems to be suffering abnormal boobs.’  To which my Danish friend replies; ‘Well no one is perfect, I guess!’.

To finish off my post I have added a few tunes for you enjoy..

It’s Been A While – Stained

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=araU0fZj6oQ

From My Painting Playlist 🙂

Faithless & Dido – Flowerstand Man

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BKZjkF2AGqw

Eels – Beautiful Freak

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QM6SNrmH0r8

I shall try my best to write another, more constructive and informative blog soon.. Hope you all have a fantastic Monday! 😉

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