Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Traveling to work on the bus this morning, iPod firmly planted in my ears. I was trying to drown out the ravings of the local mad woman who was sitting in the seat in front of me. I had the volume up as far as I dared without rupturing an eardrum but still she was able to out shout my music. It was all making me rather cranky and then I looked out the window. Sitting at the set of lights next to the bus was a 4WD with a kiddy seat in the back. A small child no older than 3 was was sitting there and ?he ?she looked at me as I looked at ?him ?her. The child smiled and waved so I smiled and waved back. Then the lights changed and the bus pulled away. I immediately forgot about the mad woman and her rantings and smiled for the rest of the journey to work.
Thursday, March 25, 2010
Sunday, March 21, 2010
Friday, March 19, 2010
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Monday, March 15, 2010
That has been my week.
Oddly enough I didn't find any of these to be a major problem (aside from the mess that is now our lounge). We have a guest bathroom - so we remain inoffensive to the outside world.
I can still was dishes in the sink (and I discovered that if I did a bad enough job of it hubby would get disgusted and show me how to do it properly by doing it himself).
And as soon as the NRMA man came out to find out what the problem was with my car, the blighter decided to start and make me look like a twit. But at least it's working again.
However in amongst all this activity I did wonder for a few seconds, "why in Gods name did I ever think it was a good idea to give up my lovely little rented apartment and buy an house?!"
Lead pencil drawing I did some time ago. I was trying to teach myself perspective from a book.
Saturday, March 13, 2010
Thursday, March 11, 2010
Monday, March 8, 2010
Friday, March 5, 2010
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
Monday, March 1, 2010
Soft pastel and pen. Another drawing I did from Note Couture - Carrie collection, last year.
What a weekend it's been in Sydney. Mardi Gras parade on Saturday night and this morning Spencer Tunick (photographer renowned for taking nude crowd photos) photographed a large crowd of naked people on the Opera House steps.
Neither of which I took a photo of.
Saturday night I had my darling daughter tucked up in bed and was having a quiet night in front of the telly with hubby - not watching the Mardi Gras. So I wasn't able to catch the action on my phone. I did venture into town Sunday morning but didn't see any bedraggled queens with sequins and feathers drooping trying to make their way home as I had done previous years. I guess it's because they didn't have the parade and party on the same night this year. And I was crawling out of bed when I heard about this mornings photo shoot which by then was all but over. Not that I could post a photo of a herd of naked bottoms on here anyway even though his photographs are always tastefully done - G rating and all. I suggest you just google Spencer Tunick if you want to have a gander.
Nope this weekend I opted for the simple life. Shopping in the city with my two beloveds and dinner with friends. Can't get any better than that.