Paint Party Friday!

I tried to loan my client my room divider, but when it was returned to me (I had loaned it out) the leg was broken. I took it over anyway, to see if she might find it useful. When I opened it up, there were coffee stains on it. I was so disappointed. She said to leave it with her. Happily, her son and daughter fixed the leg! She found it wasn't useful, so I brought it on home. I shall wash the lace.

It has a background: Blast from the past. Dorah and Daisy used to like it when they were kittens. 

I sat with a sneezing, coughing client yesterday and toyed with my new markers. I was hoping she would nap, as she is quite ill. My daughter gave me some oil markers for my birthday. I've been playing around with them. Art, like photography, is becoming a huge hobby for amateurs. I know any number of people whose art and/or photos could be put on walls. These people inspire me. 

I was inspired by fireworks, I realized that fireworks are usually lit in the dark. I took the original, loaded into Graphic Converter, and made the background my favourite shade of blue. I've used Graphic Converter for 20 years. 

They have a very thick nib, and will nicely compliment my fine coloured pencils and markers. They write on anything, as well.

If you'd like some inspiration, visit some of the wonderful amateur and professional artists here:  Paint Party Friday: Week 45, Year 8 

Blast from the past

I want to show you my late mother's room divider. The kids will remember staying at the cottage, with no door on the TV room/guest room. Mom wanted a screen. I asked a now defunct Manotick antique store if they had one, and they found me this one. That was somewhere around 1995. It has beautiful hidden screws, covered by carved plugs. Mom replaced the fabric with this white lacey stuff.

Dad used to get up at 5:30 a.m. to put on the wood stove. Sabre, the dog, would peer under the divider to see if we were up!

Sabre, with mom and dad, 2002, BALA

Anyway, I have loaned the divider to a bereavement group run out of our local hospice agency, for whom I volunteer. I'm sure Mom would have thought that very cool! It would have been her 93rd birthday on the 4th of the 4th, last week.

We used it when I volunteered with Day Hospice. At that time, my friend, Susan, gifted tea cups to Day Hospice that belonged to her daughter.

We toodled into the city to have lunch with JB's aunt. She gave him an old photo album that belonged to his late mother. They talked about old times.

Today, April 12th, would have been my parents' anniversary. I have photos.

Dad, Nanny, Mom,
Wedding April 12th, 1945

Ray Jilks (1925 - 2007)
Joan Jilks (1925 – 2006)
Anne Butt (1883 – 1978)

April 12th, 1945

Mom and dad at their home,
Walker Ave., Toronto

Mom adored her grandbaby, Caitlin, Bala, 1980

Mom and dad at our wedding, 2002,
Bala