This little charmingly painted, wooden windmill is five and a half inches tall, not including the arms. It’s from Holland, but I found it at a thrift store for $3. It looks old, you know, that vintage charm that you don’t see in new stuff. I should try this again perhaps on different paper since my drawing is a little out of whack and maybe the brown paper is way too much brown. I didn’t think it through in my rush to get to the drawing part. A frequent mistake. I like making art but don’t enjoy the planning part so much. I know something’s not quite right when I start thinking– should I cut it out and paste it on something else? Put some color in the background? Is there any way to salvage this sort of cute but not totally effective drawing? I hate when that happens.
I miss doing weekly art for the blog! There’s a lot going on now but I’ll be able to get back on schedule in July. The story behind this ceramic camel is that I saw it at Sally’s–that thrift store across from the Red Hen bakery–and I REALLY wanted it but it was $25 and I’m trying to not spend frivolously and also trying to not add to my already bursting-at-the-seams house. So I resisted. Told Rich about it and he was glad that I restrained myself. The next day I drove to NY to pick up Spence and Tuyen and when we got back, the camel was sitting on the porch like she was home where she belonged. Rich had a note on it saying it was an early birthday present. How sweet is that? Nice camel. NICE HUSBAND!