Friday, December 16, 2016

A Guinea Pig Christmas

We have been busy making okay eating a lot of cookies. We made a lot of these chocolate gingerbread men which were meant to be for a cookie exchange but we ate them before they were exchanged. It is surprisingly hard to do the icing on these....but luckily I had a hardworking house elf to complete the job.

The royals look like they are having a whale of a time in their Christmas sweaters. I really want that corgi one the Queen is wearing. I would love to be a fly on the wall as they tuck in on Christmas day! 

I am running about like a lunatic trying to finish up the Christmas shopping because tomorrow we have predicted snow and ice rain and I don't want to be sliding around in that. Have you finished your Christmas shopping yet? I will be glad when it is all over, let me tell you.

I did manage to finish a Guinea Pig Calendar which is perfect for little people this Christmas. It is full of Guinea Pigs and so much fun. Like this excitable little chap:

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Thursday, November 17, 2016


Hurrah! Happy Days are here again. I have decided to stop stewing about the election and get back to trying to be cheerful!

Like Paul McCartney sings.....

Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these sunken eyes and learn to see
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to be free

It make me think about birds and how very free they are. I ended up painting a pattern design of blackbirds swirling around a forest.

Blackbirds, watercolor

For the next four years let's try and be cheerful and never forget these wonderful guys. Farewell Barack and Joe you will be missed.

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Friday, November 11, 2016

Happy Frogs

I have been very sad and very angry about the outcome of the election. But when all is said and done it was the usual problem of 46% not voting leaving the arena wide open for Trump to seize victory. Let us instead try and move forward however difficult it is.

I was very sad to hear about Leonard Cohen dying. What a wonderful poet and singer he was. He said he was depressed for much of his life but his songs are curiously uplifting, especially in these very dark times.

Nevertheless I managed to paint some poison dart frogs, this time as a surface pattern design. I call them happy frogs although who knows if frogs have feelings or not?

Poison dart frogs are amazingly beautiful creatures which lend themselves to an abstract design. Unfortunately their rain forest habitat is under threat.

Happy Frogs, watercolor and acrylic inks

Have a great weekend and let's hope for happier times!

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Wednesday, November 2, 2016

Kitty Siesta

It seems like the run up to the election has been going on for years. I can't tell you how sick I am of it! Get on with it already.

Someone near here 'vandalized' a Trump poster with some Bush/Quayle stickers. Made me laugh! Does anyone remember Dan Quayle, he was a charming simpleton who always put his foot in his mouth?

Here are a few Quaylisms:

"I have made good judgements in the Past. I have made good judgements in the Future."

"If we don't succeed, we run the risk of failure."

"Republicans understand the importance of bondage between a mother and child."

"What a waste it is to lose one's mind. Or not to have a mind is being very wasteful. How true that is."

I do remember him fondly....

We have had a hectic Halloween week and although I did not get into costume my daughter and her friend went as Day of the Dead twins with very impressive makeup.

In an ideal world I would love to sleep through the election...maybe that's why I painted a rather blissed out kitty this week...... I swear if there is reincarnation I need to come back as a fat, spoilt ginger cat. That is my spirit animal! Kitty Siesta buy cards, mugs, prints here.

Kitty Siesta, Watercolor
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Sunday, October 30, 2016

Rainbow Farting Unicorn

I painted this Rainbow Farting Unicorn in inks as part of the 52 Week Illustration Challenge for the theme of RAINBOW. I hope you like him! He is quite the little acrobat!

I have not had time to really think about Halloween this year or even buy a costume. Last year I glued my Cleopatra wig to my head with a glue gun (it was an accident) so maybe I am suffering from Halloween costume PTSD.

I'm going to take it easy this year. Although Tiny Hamster and his friends are having a Halloween party so I will probably join in the fun:

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Friday, October 14, 2016

Coffee Island

Let me take you to Coffee Island

My daughter and I were messing around trying to make paintings out of coffee. It looks so effortless on those YouTube just dribble some coffee on paper and let it make a pretty shape but in reality it is a bit of  a nightmare... it tends to flow off with a mind of its own. After several tries I managed to do this one. The grasses/palm trees were blown with a straw so that the coffee spread out in tiny fronds. I added some blue ink as well. I call it Coffee Island.

Let me take you to Coffee Island
Where the rivers are lattes
and the sand is make of sugar
Where the waterfalls drip Pumpkin Spice Latte
And warm coffee cake grows like flowers.

Did you ever try painting with coffee? What kinds of results did you get?

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Friday, October 7, 2016

Guinea Pig at Buckingham Palace

Hello Peeps!!

We've got fine misty rain and gray skies and I've got a bit of a cold so I'm lying around watching Midsomer Murders and drinking lots of hot chocolate. I'm still working on my children's book about a traveling Guinea Pig and also trying to do Inktober. You are meant to do one inky drawing a day all October. I have done a few including this guinea pig guarding Buckingham Palace.

Anyone trying their hand at Inktober?

Here's another WIP, where the little guinea pig ends up Nanuvut, Canada.

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Friday, September 16, 2016

Giraffe Kiss

Giraffe Kiss, Acrylic inks

I have had a pretty uneventful week. Someone told me they had lost 25lb by not eating sugar and that it 'wasn't very difficult.' I am always looking for lazy ways to lose weight.....not that I ever really stick to any of these things but hey ho.

I did okay with no sugar on Monday.

I ate three chocolate biscuits and some leftover bread pudding on Tuesday.

Wednesday and Thursday were ok as I just had some sugar on some Weetabix which doesn't count :)

Friday I don't think I officially ate any sugar, just, you know the stuff they put into ketchup, pasta sauce etc.

Well, it's been a week of swings and roundabouts. Maybe just eating less sugar is good enough!!

Have you ever tried not eating sugar and was it hard?

Here's my latest acrylic inks painting: GIRAFFE KISS.

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Friday, September 9, 2016

Guinea Pig Logic

I have to be honest....I cannot stop watching these two guinea pigs talking about pumpkin spice. They just tickle me!

I am very much looking forward to pumpkin spice latte weather and walking around wearing a fleece vest rather than walking about covered in sweat. I may or may not be experiencing those first hot flashes on the rocky road to menopause but it is also 95 degrees. They have had to close the schools because the kids were overheating. But I am still waiting and longing for Fall....

I am busy writing a children's book about guinea pigs...I can't really talk about it is about an adventurous guinea pig that travels the this space

I am afraid in the creative process I have more or less become a guinea pig and I am starting to observe the world as if I were covered in fur and walked on four legs and was covered in whiskers. Here is a piece I did called Guinea Pig Logic:

Okay I'm just going off to nibble on some carrots and hay....
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Friday, August 12, 2016

Burning Bacon

We are still roasting away here in Baltimore, waiting for summer to be over. We have some really cute houseguests staying with us at the mo. They don't use the washing machine, eat the food or hog the bathroom. They are just adorably cute and furry.

They are two lovable gerbils who just sleep and tumble all day.

We are petsitting them for a week. At first we thought we might introduce them to our guinea pig but we thought it might be too risky and we might end up with an interspecies war on our hands.

Does anyone else have a [cough] artistic temperament, especially when it comes to cooking? In that they forget that they are meant to be watching the stove? I always start cooking something and then walk away and start watching TV. My smoke alarm was deactivated a long time ago. Here is a recent debacle with some bacon. Goodness gracious great balls of fire!

I think I will try doing the bacon in the microwave from now on!

Jungle Girl, Acrylic inks

I managed to paint a jungle self-portrait this week. Even though it doesn't really look like me it conveys my tropical spirit and how I feel the whole world is full of bright colors.

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Wednesday, July 20, 2016

Poppy Love

Poppy Love, Watecolor, 18 x 24 inches

And they called it Poppy Love....

I'm continuing working hard for #WorldWatercolorMonth and seem to be swept away with a floral are my Poppies ...hope you enjoy their lushness and boldness.

I do love sunflowers so much. Here I am dabbling away in my studio:


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Here's the finished product:

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Saturday, July 2, 2016

Are you a Watercolor Addict?

Summer Bouquet, watercolor by Emma Kaufmann

Hello it is five days since my last meeting.
I find it hard to not look at something and wonder how it would look rendered in watercolor!
I can't resist buying watercolors.
I have A LOT of pads of watercolor paper.
I want to give it up......I just can't!
I'm a Watercolor Addict

I don't know when I became a watercolor addict...probably about five years ago. There is something so seductive about the way watercolor bleeds and runs across the paper. Some people are scared of it because it often doesn't do what you want it to do....but I don't care! That's what I love about it.

So hurrah July is World Watercolor Month and I am going to try to do a watercolor painting a day.....not sure I will manage it but I will give it a jolly good go.

Many moons ago I worked in oils but I just can't cope with them. I am too impatient. I can't wait for all those layers to dry and things would just turn all beige and grey. With watercolor it dries very fast, well it does here anyway as it is boiling hot.

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Friday, June 24, 2016

Lazy Hazy Days of Summer

I've had a busy two weeks entertaining my young 2 year old guest who had me running around like a headless chicken. My daughters did adore having him though, giving him baths and feeding him and taking him swimming so it was quite fun in the end. But don't toddlers have a lot of energy? I feel like someone should invent a machine to tap some of their energy and generate electricity.

So now I am putting my feet up as the lad and his family has gone back to Britain. Only to hear the news about Brexit devastating. Even though I have been here for sixteen years I still feel very sad about this especially as everyone was predicting Britain would stay in the EU.

Haven't had much time to paint what with trying to watch the lad. Every time I turned around he had dumped something else in the guinea pig's cage....potatoes, pencil shavings, washing up sponges ....I guess he thinks the piggie is a human garbage disposal!! Bless his cotton socks.

I did manage to do a quick painting of an owl though. But right now I just need to drown my sorrows with a Pimms in the garden

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Friday, June 10, 2016

The Eye of the Leopard

Inspiration struck to paint a leopard a little bit try and get to his energy and really make it sing. I used watercolor and black pen (but first a bit of masking fluid for the whiskers etc).

Visitors from England are arriving on Monday and I am bracing myself. They are bringing my 2 year old nephew Jack and I will watch him some of the time as my teen kids are still in school (after that they can watch him). I was not apprehensive or nervous about having kids fifteen years ago and they were tumbling, climbing, very active girls. But I do think I have become something of a couch potato over the years so wonder if I will be able to keep up with Jack at my age!!

Those were the days my friend. When I had my two little girls I would often be mistaken for the nanny at the playground. Maybe because I had an English accent in the USA or maybe it was down to my dewy skin and youthful smile lol. But most likely because I did not hover around them when they were on the climbing frame like so many of those helicopter parents you see about the place, anxious and driving themselves bonkers with worry that something could happen to their kids.

Of course all the Hollywood moms have kids in their mid-forties...usually by gestational surrogate and that's fine because nannies are going to be minding them most of the time. But what about this woman in India who became a first time mum in her 70s just now? How would anyone have the energy. Although they say you become more patient as you get older. I just feel more tired.

Well I will enjoy hanging out with the young moms at the playground and having a good old natter about lots of things the modern moms are into and I don't 'get' like men in beards and skinny jeans and maybe eating disgusting kale and spirulina smoothies for breakfast. I just hope no one confuses me for Jack's grandma.

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Monday, May 23, 2016

Indian Wedding

My Guinea Pig is continuing his travels around the world. How he found himself riding an elephant past the Taj Mahal at dawn I will never know. I guess he'll tell me all about it when he gets back!

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I went on a fabulous trip to Madras in 2008 and here is a diary I kept while I was there:

We went over for our friend Sanjay's wedding (who's from Madras but now lives in the US), but because he is quite private I promised not to post pictures of the couple getting married, even though they are pretty spectacular.

Still, it was all so amazing I am posting some pictures. And here is my diary....

Day 1

Ever wondered what happened to Noddy? He eloped with Big Ears and now lives in Madras.

Shop like J Lo

Now, I am not a power shopper. I like a leisurely stroll through a couple of department stores, then a coffee, then lunch, then maybe I buy a pair of shoes. So on Day 1 in Madras I felt a bit like a movie star when I embarked on my shopping spree, because I was surrounded by an entourage - Sanjay's aunt, his fiance Abhilasha, plus the driver, plus John, my husband. We were to buy all the outfits I needed for the wedding. I didn't insist on dressing in Indian outfits, but they decreed that three outfits was the only way to go, one for each day of their Hindu wedding. No arguments, they were paying. And since there are few department stores, you drive from tiny store to tiny store. At a jewelry store where I bought some anklets, the shopkeeper was tearing up saris and removing the silver threads from them. He was going to melt down the silver threads to make silver jewelry. That was the first thing that struck me - the total recourcefulness, out of necessity, to reuse every single object. There is very little waste, and even rich people don't throw away food.

The first day was hair raising because no one follows any traffic rules or stops for traffic lights. The pollution burns your lungs and you watch in awe as the driver negotiates the traffic, often passing a hair's width past a motorbike, and narrowly avoiding cars that are casually cruising the wrong way up the street. Against a deafening cacophany of horns, babies and kids sit on the front of motorbikes without helmets. Madras is a lawless city and yet has an easy vibe. People are not stressed. There is no road rage or screaming in the street, people just drive in a very leisurely fashion. Sometimes you see a pile up, but it always ends well, with the motorbike drivers getting up, brushing themselves down and going on their merry way.

We went from shop to shop until I had a sari, one long skirt and a top embroidered with sequins (sharara) and one casual outfit, a long dress over baggy trousers (churider), plus jewelry. Plus they bought John two outfits. Everyone in the shops looked at me like I was part creature from outer space, part Amazonian. I am probably twice as heavy as most of the women there, with their narrow wrists and tiny bodies.

It is nine pm and we are still shopping and I can't believe the sheer amount of clothing that is being bought. The bride has eight different saris for the occasion. It seems that here weddings are quite a big deal!

Day 2

So amazing to see the hotel guests smoking cigarettes at breakfast. Whenever I see smokers in non-regulated environments I get a bit of a kick out of it because smoking anywhere these days is almost akin to shooting up heroin in public.

Took a trip to a gruesome crocodile zoo

and then, after a visit to a Hindu temple

I wondered lonely as a cloud...

pondering what fake ice cream might be...
until I was accosted by a bunch of Indian boys

Not sure what they were after but I think it may have been my cash.

Day 3

Attempts to go native collapsed today. Indian food for breakfast, lunch and dinner takes its toll on a person whose palate craves bland greasy carbohydrates. After a nervous breakdown of sorts I found myself in an eatery called Little Italy, its walls decorated in lotus leaf designs, the wait staff Japanese and Vietnamese, shoveling down mozzarella and avocado salad as if my life depended on it. I told my husband I want to live in India but he pointed out that I don’t like the food that much. I said, “What about Delhi? I hear they have a Marks and Spencers up there?” He said, “What about the heat?” While we were in Madras it was their winter and the heat was bearable but I’m not sure I could cope with their summer. So maybe living in India isn’t going to work out. Although I hear its cooler in Bangalore.

Later I went to a beauty salon and had to sit still for three hours while my hands and feet were painted with henna. While my hands were drying a girl actually lifted my coffee cup to my lips so I could take a sip. All this attention was going to my head. Sanjay’s family had this philosophy that if you traveled for a long distance to come to the wedding it brought particular luck onto the married couple. And while I appreciated how much they were doing for me, it was still strange. It seems to me that here the individual does not really exist, it is all about the collective. Family is more important than a person, consequently, at the wedding, the two families will marry each other.

Sanjay’s aunts draw chalk pictures daily outside their house for the Gods. At the end of the day the pictures are rubbed out, to show that you should not hold onto anything material. The spiritual life here is stitched through everything and I cannot help feel jealous, if only because everything is so ritualized that there is meaning in everything. On the other hand, no Westerner could live like this – sacrificicing personal desires for the good of the collective – even if it is beautiful to observe.

Day 4 – Wedding Day One

We take a walk on the Madras beach which was hit on Boxing Day 2005 by the Tsunami. It must have been a leisurely weekend scene much as we witnessed. Men playing cricket. Fishermen pulling their boats out of the water. Children playing. And suddenly a wave hit the beach and sucked the life out of it. And then, silence ….

We found a dead dog and a dead sea turtle on the beach that day, which was gruesome.

Today was the pre-wedding party. It takes place in a hall where tonight, bride and groom will sleep in separate rooms in the hall.

Later I found a cute baby at the hotel and, since I couldn’t see its mom, decided to do an Angelina Jolie and adopt the little angel but John said I had to give it back to the mom, who had now appeared.

Day 5 – Wedding Day Two

I got to the wedding hall at 6.45 to have my sari put on. The hall was pretty hot and stuffy and there were men drumming and playing instruments whose wail was quite piercing. There were many rituals between bride and groom, many exchanges of garlands of flowers. It was beautiful, only by four o’clock I had something of a headache and decided to go back to the hotel where I fell into a deep sleep.

Refreshed, we got up later and went to the hotel nightclub, where I ordered a frozen strawberry daiquiri (which was listed on the menu). The daiquiri took a long time to arrive. I could see the two barmen mixing something in a shaker, then they poured it out. One guy shook his head and poured it away. Eventually they had another go and brought me the drink, proudly. Well, I guzzled it down and really felt sick. Firstly it had lumps of ice floating in it instead of being crushed ice. Not a crime, okay. But the yuck factor came about because they had put salt around the edge of the glass. Really quite bizarre.

Day 6 – Wedding Day Three

In the morning we went to the Hindu temple with Sanjay where we were blessed by the Gods via the Swamis. Then the couple went on to the reception. They couldn’t even relax and had to stand on a stage in front of a throne for two hours and have a photo taken with each family group.

Finally they were done, we had a big feast and they drove off. They would spend the night at Sanjay’s family home, while all his relatives who live there stay in the marriage hall.

Unlike the tradition of Western weddings where we say ‘Honk Just Married’ in Madras the cars beep incessantly so you have to instruct the reverse.

I met a hilarious Indian writer called Bagchi who said, “No wonder the rate of Indian divorces is so low. After going through all this for three days, people think, oh God, I’m not going through that again!”

Day 7 – A Strange Workout

Went to work out at the hotel gym. The Indian trainer there made me do sit ups and then kept grabbing the flab on my stomach and saying, “You are fat! This is no good! Thirty more sit ups!”

Honestly, and I know this will sound odd, but I think he was trying to cop a feel, and was getting some kind of kick out of this. I thought I’d ignore him and he’d leave me alone but he got more and more worked up. “More! You do more!”

Finally I said, “What about you?” and poked him in his pot belly. He just laughed and kept grabbing my stomach.

I said, “Look, I am actually thin for an American.”

He still wouldn’t leave me alone, so I got out of there.

It’s funny to think that in the US that would be considered sexual harassment. Even though his methods were somewhat unorthodox, it nevertheless has become abundantly clear to me that I need to lose some of the fat on my stomach.

We took a four am flight back to the USA on Qatar Airways. God bless that airline! Unlimited free wine and spirits. They also have a touch screen video monitor with two hundred different movies on it. Also, the plane was half full so we actually got some sleep.

The trip to India was too short and I really want to go back soon.

I also recently did a colorful portrait of an Instagram sensation called Ponyo - she was wearing a flower crown. 

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