A conversation and insomnia tags

Circus girl's woolly friend is finished, so she invited her round for tea. They talked about all sorts of things, not least what had lead to the decision to grow a moustache. "Well", said Woolly lady, "I saw that Coco Rosie video and thought -"why not?" I can always remove it if I get bored!"

This piano was discussed as a possible purchase. They had never seen a piano with red keys before and thought is would add a certain something to the parlour.

Last night I think I drank too much tea myself and so couldn't sleep, even though I was in bed at a sensible time.

So in the end I got up and painted the next four tags. I only have four left in the packet now so maybe it will end there for a while. I have been reading this book, (which is great) so already had my watercolour paints out.

I took photos just after doing them and deliberately blurred some-I like this one of the paint box and the one below where I moved the camera up rapidly. It could represent insomnia!

This one is my favourite of this batch.

P.S. Can anyone help me with why my header picture is coming out tiny? It happened when I changed the picture tonight and they are all doing it. I have no idea why-something blogger has done no doubt as it has always worked fine before. Also now I have a peachy pink header which will not change despite telling it too! I am going to find out how to move to typepad!

Face Tags

When I got in I needed a distraction from work stress. I am being observed tomorrow (by my headteacher and coordinator-who I feel does not know anything I don't know-younger, and has been teaching less time-but enjoys leadership roles which I do not-this is negative I know, but as I get older I resent these things!)-a regular occurence which I am used to but still don't like. Though who does? I go from what I see as a competent and fairly entertaining teacher to a grinning nervous wreck who does not behave in a normal way at all-at least in my mind. I think I have developed techniques over the years to hide this but it is how I feel. So roll on 10.30 tomorrow-the end of the observation! Anyway, my hometime stress relief was drawing/painting little blurry faces on parcel tags. (With prepared gesso ovals) I love these kind of old fashioned tags-their great brown paper colour and little strings.

All slightly mishapen and a bit lumpen-and-apart from one, quite miserable-my kind of girls!

Off to knit and watch "Silent Witness"-a programme only for the strong stomached!