tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-74377332780111287052024-03-17T22:02:31.866-05:00Vicky L. Williamson a journey towards the person God created me to be...Vicky L. Williamsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00435272623009754836noreply@blogger.comBlogger1955125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7437733278011128705.post-23468129567749226282024-03-17T09:06:00.000-05:002024-03-17T09:06:04.840-05:00a touch of spring<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOmqc_Yf99_5RVH7MR6Av6r3r_aH2M0MCwtlM4pgYcRrm89JkIdV_wR2rGEVKMxm9KK3j33fuXPJzYy5o0qj5L2m9P47ah0bTsAS-xoLCdvpD1RH13VFkBqFTcYAHuAWaSCpKMN3U1MLyjlM1y9cZb3x2MO7N4tMAk10Pc7VAZDzwIPiboUf-T6PcrnGw2/s2546/IMG_4340.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2546" data-original-width="2546" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOmqc_Yf99_5RVH7MR6Av6r3r_aH2M0MCwtlM4pgYcRrm89JkIdV_wR2rGEVKMxm9KK3j33fuXPJzYy5o0qj5L2m9P47ah0bTsAS-xoLCdvpD1RH13VFkBqFTcYAHuAWaSCpKMN3U1MLyjlM1y9cZb3x2MO7N4tMAk10Pc7VAZDzwIPiboUf-T6PcrnGw2/s320/IMG_4340.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">These tiny yellow-to-coral wildflowers are popping up all over our yard and front pasture. The wee blossoms are only 1/2 to 3/4” diameter. I don’t know what they are called but they make me smile.</span></p>Vicky L. Williamsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00435272623009754836noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7437733278011128705.post-53781147908958106902024-03-16T09:56:00.006-05:002024-03-16T12:47:43.294-05:00a new toy<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNt9NxFodPlHoXjKwdVwQsQy-DBHx0Q9WP6Nhx8uMVwjf58mTyglkBoWlbcRIB6Rv9CwISG1GDrAjGG2R-0HRvT6tkr13cm3C3hoGSGIMb05N2LbqOphwoY9bbDDGkBCdfjyOHEtwCTF1L-MgDhU1OubdOigjMJhJlG7AqEaaCSTOO-UQRhJE19OXA2yJn/s2730/IMG_4329.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2730" data-original-width="2540" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNt9NxFodPlHoXjKwdVwQsQy-DBHx0Q9WP6Nhx8uMVwjf58mTyglkBoWlbcRIB6Rv9CwISG1GDrAjGG2R-0HRvT6tkr13cm3C3hoGSGIMb05N2LbqOphwoY9bbDDGkBCdfjyOHEtwCTF1L-MgDhU1OubdOigjMJhJlG7AqEaaCSTOO-UQRhJE19OXA2yJn/w373-h400/IMG_4329.jpeg" width="373" /></a></div><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">When I first began to use fountain pens for sketching, Lamy Safaris were my go-to choice — and I still love their dependability, as well as being able to match my ink color to the pen. <i>(They still don’t have a decent brown for brown ink though!)</i></span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">But in recent years, my favorite pens have been Kaweco Liliput fountain pens! Even though they are not flexible-nib pens, the more they are used the more flexible the nib becomes.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">Several months ago I found this <a href="https://www.jetpens.com/Kaweco-Supra-Fountain-Pen-Black-Medium-Nib/pd/38964" target="_blank">Kaweco Supra on JetPens.com</a> and immediately placed it on my wish list. The nib is larger and with the barrel’s extension piece it can hold a regular international cartridge or an ink converter. <i>(If the extension piece is removed, it is more the length of a Liliput which can only use international short cartridges.)</i> To celebrate beating cancer, I decided to gift myself with the new pen with a larger M nib, especially for writing letters or drawing with a bolder line. German fountain pen nibs as a rule run larger than Japanese nibs.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">For some reason, my white gel pen refused to write on the black ink label of the De Atramentis ink bottle in the sketch. Curious!🤨 </span></p>Vicky L. Williamsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00435272623009754836noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7437733278011128705.post-47824622117242582142024-03-11T10:12:00.006-05:002024-03-11T14:14:45.383-05:00a sketching pause while cleaning<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHidvI0-s7-OgZTjidZbIb72xY88ZSiR-340Ouo26bRll0Kq3ffbupc6cxn43ZBQqqS_NJlzTlgQuKCyEOHmNcN23X5kww4Glsg7aslqqEQmvY13UNPLyywa-DKe2lKAEYfMai-nA6Kmc0bO8RgasNj3jQxfoPj7_p7PI_ZWsKglU1J9CviCZxfPW245g-/s3838/IMG_4317.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3838" data-original-width="2879" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHidvI0-s7-OgZTjidZbIb72xY88ZSiR-340Ouo26bRll0Kq3ffbupc6cxn43ZBQqqS_NJlzTlgQuKCyEOHmNcN23X5kww4Glsg7aslqqEQmvY13UNPLyywa-DKe2lKAEYfMai-nA6Kmc0bO8RgasNj3jQxfoPj7_p7PI_ZWsKglU1J9CviCZxfPW245g-/w300-h400/IMG_4317.jpeg" width="300" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Yesterday I cleaned up my art space in the back room. Or rather, I cleaned up this portion of the space: an oak taboret on wheels that Bill built for me years ago that sits next to my old desk. So of course I had to draw it in my journal. 😂</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Yes, that is a ceramic pet dish acting as a water container! With the addition of my corgi, we needed a larger water dish for pets so the old one joined my art supplies. I just need to remember to empty it so the cats don’t drink dirty paint water!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Several old wooden boxes hold various supplies — the oldest one on an underneath shelf is filled with ink bottles and cartridges. It came from my grandfather’s printing shop and once held metal typeset letters.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">This back room in our wee barn-house is a combination studio, library, office, laundry room, and cats’ room <i>(where they can eat without a corgi interfering with them!)</i>. I have lots more cleaning to do, especially the wall of built-in bookshelves.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiziKA8cqAOxcI0oeTkEtTY9pxtLKAMIwhBQuNa0AkSmYLkprHh0XmXiqw673nEskws-wxyIgRqX86SbnQGlOE3nBT8Wqa7henYTDJVH_t6bkRcVT5Wy-Vtyv05mna1QNPg_ZntkxLeQbcf5NZUCRYmHlLS8tdkXxCJ0vmRwbvsqqJt55kOq2peVYTAk5ap/s4032/IMG_4312.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiziKA8cqAOxcI0oeTkEtTY9pxtLKAMIwhBQuNa0AkSmYLkprHh0XmXiqw673nEskws-wxyIgRqX86SbnQGlOE3nBT8Wqa7henYTDJVH_t6bkRcVT5Wy-Vtyv05mna1QNPg_ZntkxLeQbcf5NZUCRYmHlLS8tdkXxCJ0vmRwbvsqqJt55kOq2peVYTAk5ap/w300-h400/IMG_4312.jpeg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiExOXc8oYRqaORtLO5mj8cQLsa57IzzvMkrWmRI2X-faiIM6M6G_olsdJB5tIZqYMid5L7Kg58e1El_EhggkC5wNuWw-vx6Ol1gBmxoj-NYZXBnWn8tazL4QOy_m13qLWa7Yr9hkpb6D0M3UnUkbWgGL_2WUBE1NzGJsArW3zLQ2LqC1-_9XOyBGAJHZOv/s2531/IMG_4318.jpeg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2271" data-original-width="2531" height="359" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiExOXc8oYRqaORtLO5mj8cQLsa57IzzvMkrWmRI2X-faiIM6M6G_olsdJB5tIZqYMid5L7Kg58e1El_EhggkC5wNuWw-vx6Ol1gBmxoj-NYZXBnWn8tazL4QOy_m13qLWa7Yr9hkpb6D0M3UnUkbWgGL_2WUBE1NzGJsArW3zLQ2LqC1-_9XOyBGAJHZOv/w400-h359/IMG_4318.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div><span style="font-family: verdana;">After posting this, I went back to the Dorothy L. Sayers novel I am currently reading. This conversation between Lord Peter Wimsey and his friend Charles Parker of Scotland Yard caught my eye. It’s been years since 9th grade Latin class — I had to look that bit up!</span><div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;">In the context of Wimsey’s character, it made me laugh so I jotted it down.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;">By the way, that desk of mine has some family history as well. It was once covered with red paint and stood in my grandfather’s barber shop with a great antique cash register on top of it. I had it stripped back to wood and have used it ever since as a desk . . . or a table to hold my sewing machine.</span></div>Vicky L. Williamsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00435272623009754836noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7437733278011128705.post-70164343414977819852024-03-08T12:29:00.002-06:002024-03-08T12:29:21.634-06:00relaxing with color<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyQ4whQOaRmAtAt0Z8mEaVLafhNFhjRvcgNxevgoBjxg55TqNG5NvHkIcVN2yK4u8KBznFgDKNn9NId7Kq21E5nqQFM3qSBNgERanRQqEgToOD8a0e02OX8dLl6Y-Igpxn-ALDWRuYUXexGstZ97u4DkUTqLXDK7oDucGaNQ3bZ0fsIjnWrAvxRFVFFMlv/s3226/IMG_4307.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2435" data-original-width="3226" height="303" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyQ4whQOaRmAtAt0Z8mEaVLafhNFhjRvcgNxevgoBjxg55TqNG5NvHkIcVN2yK4u8KBznFgDKNn9NId7Kq21E5nqQFM3qSBNgERanRQqEgToOD8a0e02OX8dLl6Y-Igpxn-ALDWRuYUXexGstZ97u4DkUTqLXDK7oDucGaNQ3bZ0fsIjnWrAvxRFVFFMlv/w400-h303/IMG_4307.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">Zero inspiration, zero motivation at the moment . . . <i>(or am I just feeling lazy?). </i>So I made a color chart of my favorite watercolors. A very relaxing thing to do.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">I was also testing masking tape and masking fluid in this new sketchbook. The lines between the color swatches are made with a very skinny masking tape <i>(I should’ve taped over the center binding threads — they drank up the paint!)</i>. The highlights on water-brush and paint palette are where I tried out a Molotow masking liquid marker. Both seem to work well on this paper. The masking fluid would not come up when rubbed with my finger but a white eraser worked fine.</span></p>Vicky L. Williamsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00435272623009754836noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7437733278011128705.post-78889946464907959282024-03-03T13:49:00.002-06:002024-03-03T13:49:11.950-06:00a bit of shopping<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5t3vTSzVeaY3NQz1i5DZGyWEAMvdkspZkqwhn-uiV1c3seqFnDO4yUF_fvHF__d9aLbXp-ENcI1bazmBYv-9sYrqNNx3sMNJupGaIuBHAkJtRl7QWVw_L_duZjavJePj5MOkIgQ7tN-Q5stAy5OQQwj3AMBXSfQcu5o_XJBUTlUgu4-YBQwWTgqgb4gHk/s3282/IMG_4279.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2681" data-original-width="3282" height="326" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5t3vTSzVeaY3NQz1i5DZGyWEAMvdkspZkqwhn-uiV1c3seqFnDO4yUF_fvHF__d9aLbXp-ENcI1bazmBYv-9sYrqNNx3sMNJupGaIuBHAkJtRl7QWVw_L_duZjavJePj5MOkIgQ7tN-Q5stAy5OQQwj3AMBXSfQcu5o_XJBUTlUgu4-YBQwWTgqgb4gHk/w400-h326/IMG_4279.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;">After previously ordering 2 fine brush tip pens, I found that they were not waterproof <i>(I gave them to 2 grandsons)</i>. I was more careful in placing a second <a href="https://www.jetpens.com/" target="_blank">Jet Pens</a> order, this time choosing a Kuretake Ai ultra fine brush pen and a set of Akoshiya Sai thin line brush pens. I tested them on this journal page — all are very tiny brushes and all waterproof!</span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;">The Kuretake is the smallest brush and the deepest black but the cap does not post, making it uncomfortably short to hold. The longer Akoshiya pens are much easier to hold and the subtle colors are beautiful!</span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;">And that Hahnemuhle zig zag sketchbook? I just added it to get free shipping. That is how I usually pick up random sketchbooks to stock my shelves. 😄</span></p>Vicky L. Williamsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00435272623009754836noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7437733278011128705.post-42921457990337590752024-03-01T14:58:00.000-06:002024-03-01T14:58:10.137-06:00baby apple tree<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioHZrfBgbLPUE-fWfms9mdbrcM28czY25Uu85r0_pAE8D8lPlbC_qJj3rNEWQoKF0p5wRyVo0511weZTxHbyxi1h7-U4qWmwKSfJcmPFI2RdcVn6frLT6uGfbbJCiQJMVdy-XCW678zdXVAjFCaDRVszXyKAaeZ8AieJDH1MrA9vhY_GyZcEeVgy7GgHvj/s3490/IMG_4271.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3490" data-original-width="2596" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioHZrfBgbLPUE-fWfms9mdbrcM28czY25Uu85r0_pAE8D8lPlbC_qJj3rNEWQoKF0p5wRyVo0511weZTxHbyxi1h7-U4qWmwKSfJcmPFI2RdcVn6frLT6uGfbbJCiQJMVdy-XCW678zdXVAjFCaDRVszXyKAaeZ8AieJDH1MrA9vhY_GyZcEeVgy7GgHvj/w298-h400/IMG_4271.jpeg" width="298" /></a></div><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Last year about this time, the baby apple tree in the pasture in front of our barn-house was loaded with blossoms, followed by a bumper-crop of apples. But just before time to pick them, our local raccoon family stole all of the apples!</span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;">It’s beginning to look like another good year for apples. I wonder if we’ll actually be able to eat some of them this year?</span></p>Vicky L. Williamsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00435272623009754836noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7437733278011128705.post-35769356627649084822024-02-27T16:46:00.000-06:002024-02-27T16:46:11.106-06:00first violet of 2024<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhx5ErNkQhOWVS0Zu2XJDjvdSAzFwRpDkBbAWkgRrU0UbuVKkOjuA7gk4BB0yYtzMoSHqJdTzzk56-_Ac3YIncozJG-nXxCTpRY9TauEN-zVeF1gt7V8Npwn99JYlO_Qm1o7kNTqdZrSNAgfaG0-c_j5qCnSRgpMloZMGmCDX0BL75-Xz2_PIMuxxXQ4vsU/s2673/IMG_4247.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2673" data-original-width="2673" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhx5ErNkQhOWVS0Zu2XJDjvdSAzFwRpDkBbAWkgRrU0UbuVKkOjuA7gk4BB0yYtzMoSHqJdTzzk56-_Ac3YIncozJG-nXxCTpRY9TauEN-zVeF1gt7V8Npwn99JYlO_Qm1o7kNTqdZrSNAgfaG0-c_j5qCnSRgpMloZMGmCDX0BL75-Xz2_PIMuxxXQ4vsU/s320/IMG_4247.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><span style="font-family: verdana;">Early this morning Butters and I were exploring when I spotted this tiny violet. So I sketched it in my tiny sketchbook.</span><div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;">I’m keeping the 2” sketchbook, a tiny Pigma Micron pen, paper towel, small waterbrush, and my CMYK Demi Palette in a large cotton bag from Art Toolkit.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;">In addition to cyan, magenta, yellow, and black from Greenleaf & Blueberry, I added green apatite, ultramarine blue, a raw sienna, and transparent red oxide.<br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCLt5O-x18ADaOdPUZTA99q3Up7qJN4oxy4hBb53CpbJ2dqgx2-FZZL20HzB7cFipUOwdidOzwK5WXCIpgOjRhunVqGdFwn_FYqJzIQYwmZmS_9ldzzajujgtKSG3vGf9lzQOuhlQSiicI7muxLHpTi-m0PMtjrIUYOTLoIZQFU_r-vbCAfI7ulOwj8ewv/s2474/IMG_4244.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2474" data-original-width="2474" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCLt5O-x18ADaOdPUZTA99q3Up7qJN4oxy4hBb53CpbJ2dqgx2-FZZL20HzB7cFipUOwdidOzwK5WXCIpgOjRhunVqGdFwn_FYqJzIQYwmZmS_9ldzzajujgtKSG3vGf9lzQOuhlQSiicI7muxLHpTi-m0PMtjrIUYOTLoIZQFU_r-vbCAfI7ulOwj8ewv/s320/IMG_4244.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><p><br /></p></div>Vicky L. Williamsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00435272623009754836noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7437733278011128705.post-84613830774172798292024-02-26T08:43:00.001-06:002024-02-26T22:03:09.010-06:00my eye candy<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQEDXA90IWaGs-EEpZVVYeuO91wlIQNezAFXrZAx70rfmLudciMrKmSQZCcBRN1ZRtPl7yVXA89qAVZHwkI4Gy3yIRp3j3C_fJm4qbpb6MDgvDivMG11FvjmVJq2HuR-9yea9pQbuIy1sinzinOZT6vL78UvS5gSmADzSSl17CDgDdQnLv_J7AGRXyi4Me/s2714/IMG_4236.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2129" data-original-width="2714" height="314" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQEDXA90IWaGs-EEpZVVYeuO91wlIQNezAFXrZAx70rfmLudciMrKmSQZCcBRN1ZRtPl7yVXA89qAVZHwkI4Gy3yIRp3j3C_fJm4qbpb6MDgvDivMG11FvjmVJq2HuR-9yea9pQbuIy1sinzinOZT6vL78UvS5gSmADzSSl17CDgDdQnLv_J7AGRXyi4Me/w400-h314/IMG_4236.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Instead of beginning my new journal with a sketch of one of my Pocket Palettes like I normally do, I just chose my top 18 colors. Which, looking at it this morning, makes me hungry for jelly beans! Gotta love candy colors! 😂 </span></p><p>From the top, the colors are: </p><p>Potters pink (WN), quinacridone rose, quinacridone coral, nickel azo yellow, azo yellow, green apatite, jadeite, cobalt turquoise light (WN), cobalt turquoise, cerulean blue chromium, ultramarine blue (WN), indanthrone blue, monte amiata natural sienna, transparent red oxide, quinacridone burnt scarlet, burnt umber, buff titanium, and lunar black.</p><p>All from Daniel Smith except the 3 indicated from Winsor & Newton.</p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p>Vicky L. Williamsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00435272623009754836noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7437733278011128705.post-66446582167633731022024-02-24T14:17:00.000-06:002024-02-24T14:17:22.524-06:00ending and beginning <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSfI4yydGdkR-UYoESkt0emAvPJqxIX0vjuuJJmw4kGPp4fQVkLIr06DzbP46tEs9V1LZTXIJgBbRtVkMF3yihQu6WB67OFAZobglTnzEvlvAtuMnZJiAReK2doDcWIa2kVvhOzhxL_TDOXUGV0fs3N7vIIYiwv1k2qdRYu0DbSf-1EwGmu31wzE-w16oi/s3434/IMG_4231.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2045" data-original-width="3434" height="239" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSfI4yydGdkR-UYoESkt0emAvPJqxIX0vjuuJJmw4kGPp4fQVkLIr06DzbP46tEs9V1LZTXIJgBbRtVkMF3yihQu6WB67OFAZobglTnzEvlvAtuMnZJiAReK2doDcWIa2kVvhOzhxL_TDOXUGV0fs3N7vIIYiwv1k2qdRYu0DbSf-1EwGmu31wzE-w16oi/w400-h239/IMG_4231.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">This is the last of my Khadi Papers Watercolour Sketchbook which I have been using since last April; the final page is partially glued to the end paper, making the last page a bit shorter. I used the back of the inside cover to test inks, try out watercolors, jot down doctor visits, etc.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">I always look forward to beginning a new journal, but which one? The sketch is of a few ready-made sketchbooks waiting on my shelf. I think I’ll try the gray Tumuarta sketchbook — the paper is 140 lb. cold press which I miss working on, though the cover seems to be poorly made. I’ll soon find out . . .</span></p>Vicky L. Williamsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00435272623009754836noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7437733278011128705.post-52968014813236246442024-02-20T10:31:00.000-06:002024-02-20T10:31:30.736-06:00some local highland cows<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfJ_njQ0ocgiWUJ2bEhiEl9Py2AZ4U9I4dGbskRfScsvjhIga-41W_X1vzHGV8Pf7LvrQG3hG4QRv4oqIPt-fmiYSX0G2M8RyDIoIGR6mycyyRX3tNS0vaGzXaDV0qXVigY5DgIClsbg6oiN9rtL7vtq7hKhZS4r_v2l969xNF9QLfH5-2F6mdINRHDk5l/s3420/IMG_4169.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2565" data-original-width="3420" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfJ_njQ0ocgiWUJ2bEhiEl9Py2AZ4U9I4dGbskRfScsvjhIga-41W_X1vzHGV8Pf7LvrQG3hG4QRv4oqIPt-fmiYSX0G2M8RyDIoIGR6mycyyRX3tNS0vaGzXaDV0qXVigY5DgIClsbg6oiN9rtL7vtq7hKhZS4r_v2l969xNF9QLfH5-2F6mdINRHDk5l/w400-h300/IMG_4169.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">We recently drove a back road near home where Bill and I both tried snapping some photos of this highland cow herd. I especially like the one of the baby Bill took. It was a cooler day, much better suited to their thick, hairy coats.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">And just to prove that I will sketch just about anything in my view: an abdominal drain that’s currently attached to me, an aftermath of the 11-hour surgery of 2 weeks ago. I am hoping to get it removed this week. Too gross to record in my sketchbook? Maybe. But an interesting memory, just the same.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2VXTI6aqvgFyp3o7TxAoWyIGrV_bd5PbYWxSriCsyDkIdnrZKg3boFi9C2ZlHPB5rI5UnBi9c7amhsZOHqCROpvFFR_p-9sOVA2KhxMXnXE0Sq71dyrBB1YGZFZaSw_GQnctaHFAagJRVzKd_Be4ZXuaA-NXfy0HWBL0_8r43zD55jNOhhjmHsIuVyrkW/s3424/IMG_4173.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2568" data-original-width="3424" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2VXTI6aqvgFyp3o7TxAoWyIGrV_bd5PbYWxSriCsyDkIdnrZKg3boFi9C2ZlHPB5rI5UnBi9c7amhsZOHqCROpvFFR_p-9sOVA2KhxMXnXE0Sq71dyrBB1YGZFZaSw_GQnctaHFAagJRVzKd_Be4ZXuaA-NXfy0HWBL0_8r43zD55jNOhhjmHsIuVyrkW/s320/IMG_4173.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><p><br /></p>Vicky L. Williamsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00435272623009754836noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7437733278011128705.post-67921913372440292202024-02-18T08:40:00.003-06:002024-02-22T04:58:29.612-06:00a combination palette <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY1dnb-QnGvcWzhxOLI9OchkzqzoMeCXYJCwiLKCz4fRKAYNiMttI33h5UjY7buuXXe1irea9_IkR-CCW8lPv_UvrCz3ebV1M0YSSfO_K4zj7lFjtqhFmN7ZDamjkcZIgZ_ijdf3DS1_AoZm1kk42kwhCWADu5LBqC-_YFkuByKLvsLpKQee9IRDRBoiQz/s3318/IMG_4155.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2672" data-original-width="3318" height="323" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY1dnb-QnGvcWzhxOLI9OchkzqzoMeCXYJCwiLKCz4fRKAYNiMttI33h5UjY7buuXXe1irea9_IkR-CCW8lPv_UvrCz3ebV1M0YSSfO_K4zj7lFjtqhFmN7ZDamjkcZIgZ_ijdf3DS1_AoZm1kk42kwhCWADu5LBqC-_YFkuByKLvsLpKQee9IRDRBoiQz/w400-h323/IMG_4155.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">Sometimes I want to use subtle, muted watercolors for a sketch. And other times, the sketch subject calls for bright colors. Instead of needing to change which Pocket Palette I grab, I put both muted and bright palettes in one.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"><b>UPDATE</b>: After posting this, I removed the warm Volcano Red and added my favorite cool green, Jadeite genuine. I can easily mix a warm red by adding a yellow or gold to quin. rose, and jadeite is such a lovely bright green! I especially love jadeite mixed with ultramarine. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">Potters pink is not bright on its own but is a great base for skin colors. And it makes the most wonderful grays when mixed with cobalt turquoise light!</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLtI1zdWSqBjkzG4upA6Ce9Gb27U82GwbYf9XyuJAq4KSzH27UV_2ysnw7QnAYZtfTBHoHMsyk9Dojesb4WNeHW9GoIrrG0MnPl8CRegWSQSW_ncylJJZqiqUwhTV_duIfn6RVsu8NSEZAH312ycQK4ZTF8NMRV610587XV-5-pZiRQoBxMox9BMvA8h_z/s3206/IMG_4162.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2531" data-original-width="3206" height="316" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLtI1zdWSqBjkzG4upA6Ce9Gb27U82GwbYf9XyuJAq4KSzH27UV_2ysnw7QnAYZtfTBHoHMsyk9Dojesb4WNeHW9GoIrrG0MnPl8CRegWSQSW_ncylJJZqiqUwhTV_duIfn6RVsu8NSEZAH312ycQK4ZTF8NMRV610587XV-5-pZiRQoBxMox9BMvA8h_z/w400-h316/IMG_4162.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCLBdopn0M1iuf9Ie9asrzeJYVpF9oNsPwutTdweiOPDJsZj9Gu4AJtQcsgM6_eanv0oKkn4mXUU_b54EqKCmqr5a5sOY7M2krjYENnHPrxCghi18FYdV2-gX7zudveJlNt3r1m4b6bHmmWExF-tTPxG7Vx2bvAi4PoqXrLSdcQImEXi6w4EMDy1uT6l0e/s3214/IMG_4160.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2479" data-original-width="3214" height="247" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCLBdopn0M1iuf9Ie9asrzeJYVpF9oNsPwutTdweiOPDJsZj9Gu4AJtQcsgM6_eanv0oKkn4mXUU_b54EqKCmqr5a5sOY7M2krjYENnHPrxCghi18FYdV2-gX7zudveJlNt3r1m4b6bHmmWExF-tTPxG7Vx2bvAi4PoqXrLSdcQImEXi6w4EMDy1uT6l0e/s320/IMG_4160.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span><p></p>Vicky L. Williamsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00435272623009754836noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7437733278011128705.post-84753025078865647952024-02-17T09:12:00.004-06:002024-02-17T09:12:46.803-06:00pretty mushrooms<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_xLxweAVGxtJN-xnIozccJYDRJU1PbTclauL6Q1sgKmZWAZnezyxQnbtXwsrajQk7RhCjcZZ4Ijh9ZxOT_dTrPnPk-xRW6vgqgUW8ztHdpKkYR1CcAMvvc6RC6xauzmRxLvQuOXHmYJpvaIMWfqB5KGrcyLEsXm-gpvkRF29HThC058VrOP5K83vzefmV/s3217/IMG_4152.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2558" data-original-width="3217" height="318" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_xLxweAVGxtJN-xnIozccJYDRJU1PbTclauL6Q1sgKmZWAZnezyxQnbtXwsrajQk7RhCjcZZ4Ijh9ZxOT_dTrPnPk-xRW6vgqgUW8ztHdpKkYR1CcAMvvc6RC6xauzmRxLvQuOXHmYJpvaIMWfqB5KGrcyLEsXm-gpvkRF29HThC058VrOP5K83vzefmV/w400-h318/IMG_4152.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">Bill found these lovely mushrooms growing at the base of an old oak tree stump near our barn. I like how the upper one gracefully lays atop the other.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">Yesterday in a video conference, Dr. Konishi confirmed that no cancer was found in the bits the tumor had touched. 97% of the original tumor was dead after chemo and radiation; he removed the rest with “a wide margin” as he phrased it — I am officially cancer-free!</span></p>Vicky L. Williamsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00435272623009754836noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7437733278011128705.post-74957305280718147092024-02-15T10:24:00.002-06:002024-02-15T10:39:06.926-06:00tiny books & brush pens<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicLZXXkXmG56uvQD-WfN_0AxkBgh6Pfu8bZy2-lZGfntgwQJfMIo1gxrqR-6H5elZOOufmQBXkIH2h-CKQaoFsqjYNMuMj3z8z0EHLVAJVD6w_T0wy9IDf5rFGIw8LqOLPtSFhhU6WYECZtnjDvKlc83Z5ZxfK7qvLSJ5CDRnSwF19_MsDDjfGBqgQElIS/s3769/IMG_4145.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2827" data-original-width="3769" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicLZXXkXmG56uvQD-WfN_0AxkBgh6Pfu8bZy2-lZGfntgwQJfMIo1gxrqR-6H5elZOOufmQBXkIH2h-CKQaoFsqjYNMuMj3z8z0EHLVAJVD6w_T0wy9IDf5rFGIw8LqOLPtSFhhU6WYECZtnjDvKlc83Z5ZxfK7qvLSJ5CDRnSwF19_MsDDjfGBqgQElIS/w400-h300/IMG_4145.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">Lately I’ve been wanting to work more in tiny sketchbooks but I’m still thinking out what tools and methods to try. I found a couple of Pentel Brush Sign Pens, extra fine, for only a few dollars at <a href="https://www.jetpens.com/" target="_blank">JetPens.com </a>— unfortunately, I forgot to check and see if they are waterproof. They are not. 🙄</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOVLEbMrnVNWgeD4MOz5Mpx30rddSSyCBooNG0_-Uzmjs9Rm84jd08m1O4WIrsMH2642KKoMKUgTBpCmhLiN6oqipnvRB6OHEKhZUaXUqTs1iRDPEXERv3_g4dEugSBLYNk2B91QVNBs0VyJ_BbIoCvZrJmfJ56Gn4ZNAGOjGQFUn08gpXr5P8kCdiYrka/s3673/IMG_4147.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2755" data-original-width="3673" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOVLEbMrnVNWgeD4MOz5Mpx30rddSSyCBooNG0_-Uzmjs9Rm84jd08m1O4WIrsMH2642KKoMKUgTBpCmhLiN6oqipnvRB6OHEKhZUaXUqTs1iRDPEXERv3_g4dEugSBLYNk2B91QVNBs0VyJ_BbIoCvZrJmfJ56Gn4ZNAGOjGQFUn08gpXr5P8kCdiYrka/w400-h300/IMG_4147.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><p>I drew my green mini sketchbook and the pens themselves using the pens plus watercolor in my regular sketchbook. Then on the opposite page, I drew all 3 of my mini sketchbooks using a Kuretake #13 refillable brush pen filled with Lexington Gray ink.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDdtrl2r-PzHLNsLL-BvTH46rKhbVcS8XF7WqZDb5rnwwtojdT7TYrsSebXJNZzl5c66LV0zs6xj-GZY06BwLOflhrOywoEiQKi_U0WEQCzxC_h0FeTPTDUmr_WDsOoVLwbyX9KKnjlDXqLI0yUgmZWzAvEQGFu7ytYz9uk3G-Mucm99AIxzCJE-5nXh0O/s3024/IMG_4089.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3023" data-original-width="3024" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDdtrl2r-PzHLNsLL-BvTH46rKhbVcS8XF7WqZDb5rnwwtojdT7TYrsSebXJNZzl5c66LV0zs6xj-GZY06BwLOflhrOywoEiQKi_U0WEQCzxC_h0FeTPTDUmr_WDsOoVLwbyX9KKnjlDXqLI0yUgmZWzAvEQGFu7ytYz9uk3G-Mucm99AIxzCJE-5nXh0O/w200-h200/IMG_4089.jpeg" width="200" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgs3hYBlmd8V-qEhtCDeeUa_I7yiTMqbiNqd_Yw9ksu7eHBGN96I0arguiICNRv-BDf6P-AwwS1yn1Scu6zakHFiBNbeBVqbAmUJV1c9Zzt9zDUAln1S0JRTD9tJvHo3DyK2wFI94y4Rdw2v38OMNrmE7hxt_8rIVrc7Qwu00WZHS9Bkk7kuu3JF9PDlHll/s3864/IMG_4088.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2449" data-original-width="3864" height="203" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgs3hYBlmd8V-qEhtCDeeUa_I7yiTMqbiNqd_Yw9ksu7eHBGN96I0arguiICNRv-BDf6P-AwwS1yn1Scu6zakHFiBNbeBVqbAmUJV1c9Zzt9zDUAln1S0JRTD9tJvHo3DyK2wFI94y4Rdw2v38OMNrmE7hxt_8rIVrc7Qwu00WZHS9Bkk7kuu3JF9PDlHll/s320/IMG_4088.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p></span><p></p>Vicky L. Williamsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00435272623009754836noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7437733278011128705.post-43647780167164016132024-02-11T08:20:00.002-06:002024-02-11T08:20:12.048-06:00my caretakers<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVB9bMWXQcoYuKDnKiExTiHyiSk9ULEmOEWeyaAEofA4wefrHjHjA-SVVLZk_bRRWAyAIGpQQRytBB_6JhJy0LYC9ORkjtP_5igtIFzMFwBooUIiJ1I7Kn4iLcnssYlpY171zUk7eNtbxarI8lCEVn77ptZPdSRxY3mzVQRsxWk9fzYQR-MR0di6417PU6/s646/Resized_20240210_193224.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="646" data-original-width="646" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVB9bMWXQcoYuKDnKiExTiHyiSk9ULEmOEWeyaAEofA4wefrHjHjA-SVVLZk_bRRWAyAIGpQQRytBB_6JhJy0LYC9ORkjtP_5igtIFzMFwBooUIiJ1I7Kn4iLcnssYlpY171zUk7eNtbxarI8lCEVn77ptZPdSRxY3mzVQRsxWk9fzYQR-MR0di6417PU6/w400-h400/Resized_20240210_193224.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">“IT’S SO EXHAUSTING BEING US!”</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">Bill caught Butters and Scottie Dubh taking a break from watching over me. Just before this shot, both had all four paws straight up in the air!</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyaWE5gU409Aqql6ZRT9XUEkuEK4Uap8hKlrQW8Jw3B0jGfU0Ny0ShOZK_oGG_Ixy6ukY2l7cdXASfPHBWsxhtN6JTHZmPrOnqxViMc0bis12dh65a6tC2ZGH0kLIMhLhYRcR14QiB6uBL1qec5vSU13dhZyPHHRslwi8zg2W7xD6KFqjTKs5_Q9O5P-wc/s2314/IMG_4116.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2314" data-original-width="2314" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyaWE5gU409Aqql6ZRT9XUEkuEK4Uap8hKlrQW8Jw3B0jGfU0Ny0ShOZK_oGG_Ixy6ukY2l7cdXASfPHBWsxhtN6JTHZmPrOnqxViMc0bis12dh65a6tC2ZGH0kLIMhLhYRcR14QiB6uBL1qec5vSU13dhZyPHHRslwi8zg2W7xD6KFqjTKs5_Q9O5P-wc/s320/IMG_4116.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">But we all know that it’s really Bardie Mac who is in charge. He usually has night duty, sleeping at my feet. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">Even our daughter and son-in-law’s Great Pyrenees mix, Bradley, rushed over to check me out after I got home from the hospital — and he hasn’t quite forgiven me for bringing Butters to live here yet! Bradley takes his job very seriously, trying to keep all of us humans home where we belong.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">At first he liked Butters. But he must have thought that she’d be temporary like the pups our granddaughter trains for Patriot Paws. When he realized she was staying, he became jealous. But I think he will eventually get over it.</span></p>Vicky L. Williamsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00435272623009754836noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7437733278011128705.post-75487025104550536242024-02-10T18:29:00.002-06:002024-02-10T18:42:03.327-06:00beginning of the end<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgegzLP4Wk7qb7gVlHNNqRVfrvs095UQnq1JBv93owsfserjTGMIffx2_QbCBe5YWuwG-XBu1jlAMgTFiwBiJDAQ5yCFehHVUwfg5bOZxL7MTn1lNZ-10ds0QkNS9n2CmTK0491hm_nS0TTE99sLBrw3vKypnnTcxm13usNGWspq1r5fXHlObNHejslA2L/s2921/IMG_4108.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2366" data-original-width="2921" height="324" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgegzLP4Wk7qb7gVlHNNqRVfrvs095UQnq1JBv93owsfserjTGMIffx2_QbCBe5YWuwG-XBu1jlAMgTFiwBiJDAQ5yCFehHVUwfg5bOZxL7MTn1lNZ-10ds0QkNS9n2CmTK0491hm_nS0TTE99sLBrw3vKypnnTcxm13usNGWspq1r5fXHlObNHejslA2L/w400-h324/IMG_4108.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">It is so good to be home! I was unable to sketch at first with an IV on my right hand and blood oxygen monitor on my left, but eventually the IV was moved to my port. The above sketch was begun in pencil as I waited for pre-op nurses to prep me for surgery in the wee hours of Monday morning, and I later added ink and watercolor.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">I wasn’t real motivated but I did manage to sketch some random things gathered on my bedside tray one morning after breakfast. I saved that muffin for last — it was very good! Except I had to pick out those walnuts that I love because they are not on my temporary diet. Later on I included a portion of the wall’s communication board to record those tasks I completed each day.</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiDjOLliYJWHLqvesXmaETQUiTFehQKC9bgnvcmsgLY_vnkmFiyWp3ACp2Vz9ZaANfQ4rcxnFRkLN5DWkD9PIYvWnXzghasQgCTX_yML-VP23ySBxaR3FoYBe0Kw7tOs9y3NmMXiuywK3uuEDGXn2qvK8PXAcr17G9lRTdxR6_-CjA4FF-er08wtqhQ-Yr/s3204/IMG_4112.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2620" data-original-width="3204" height="328" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiDjOLliYJWHLqvesXmaETQUiTFehQKC9bgnvcmsgLY_vnkmFiyWp3ACp2Vz9ZaANfQ4rcxnFRkLN5DWkD9PIYvWnXzghasQgCTX_yML-VP23ySBxaR3FoYBe0Kw7tOs9y3NmMXiuywK3uuEDGXn2qvK8PXAcr17G9lRTdxR6_-CjA4FF-er08wtqhQ-Yr/w400-h328/IMG_4112.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><p>Surgery went very well, though the expected 7 hours turned into 11 hours. But the cancer is totally gone and the end is in sight. Reversing a colostomy is a slow 3 or 4 month process as a new temporary ileostomy was placed to allow the colo-rectal area to fully heal. Sometime in May or June, that will also be removed <i>(eventually the chemo port will also be removed)</i>, and I will be done. There will be occasional tests to keep an eye on things for a few years but for me, as M. D. Anderson’s slogan says, cancer is history!</p></span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">I implore anyone who finds my personal journaling of this past year to please take care of yourself! Get that colonoscopy test when advised to; don’t ignore it or put it off like I did. </span></p>Vicky L. Williamsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00435272623009754836noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7437733278011128705.post-51112842552523190682024-02-06T10:47:00.000-06:002024-02-06T10:47:14.418-06:00 no sketching today<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKmAZ8Tin5QcC1GEZzxxydTQIirr8jqMvGFXoU4U-r-sRo_Z5-wPLAfvMTOhTu2CGM3HPpGooZzD9WIgk5tu9j0_qGG-xjW672kYJgf6Oe4YwdW4t-MK66az3FS4JSxNLD3uStLcaKMJOZkH7Xii03JtGGVhTbN6NgA9pfBxFa5ywC6J_QUTUEEb7hbhax/s3024/IMG_4098.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="3024" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKmAZ8Tin5QcC1GEZzxxydTQIirr8jqMvGFXoU4U-r-sRo_Z5-wPLAfvMTOhTu2CGM3HPpGooZzD9WIgk5tu9j0_qGG-xjW672kYJgf6Oe4YwdW4t-MK66az3FS4JSxNLD3uStLcaKMJOZkH7Xii03JtGGVhTbN6NgA9pfBxFa5ywC6J_QUTUEEb7hbhax/w200-h200/IMG_4098.jpeg" width="200" /></a></div><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Of all the places they could have placed an IV, the only vein that would cooperate was in my sketching hand. 😖</span><div><span style="font-family: helvetica;">But my surgery went fine and I’m on the road to recovery. Many thanks to all of you who have been sending prayers and good thoughts my direction! Prayers are definitely being answered! ❤️🙏🏻</span></div>Vicky L. Williamsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00435272623009754836noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7437733278011128705.post-6805426869110636592024-02-04T08:27:00.005-06:002024-02-04T08:31:13.649-06:00a very odd diet<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiLjkrYCc-YjQhZkpcwAwT_eKhwqgDQ5YcmX5v8uhSHNg8ShG-anuRug6T5ASXppZ198pdT9kmDe_CetyeHN6gWLGTAtyKF2yQuFNiopSpMBLjQnt79a_4JCbMY73SMNK9JKTA1vlEQQuiIxRbAfZ95P0A71IsVn9CyXVu3YtEQUBoMwHLjown-9xF_qyG/s3223/IMG_4080.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2715" data-original-width="3223" height="338" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiLjkrYCc-YjQhZkpcwAwT_eKhwqgDQ5YcmX5v8uhSHNg8ShG-anuRug6T5ASXppZ198pdT9kmDe_CetyeHN6gWLGTAtyKF2yQuFNiopSpMBLjQnt79a_4JCbMY73SMNK9JKTA1vlEQQuiIxRbAfZ95P0A71IsVn9CyXVu3YtEQUBoMwHLjown-9xF_qyG/w400-h338/IMG_4080.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">In preparation for tomorrow’s surgery and for a few months following, my medical team has placed me on a low fiber diet. No raw fruits and vegetables, no nuts or seeds, no oatmeal or popcorn, no cruciferous vegetables, no legumes or beans. Mainly I can eat proteins <i>(especially red meat)</i>, a few over-cooked vegetables with no peels or seeds, white bread, pasta, and rice. And my favorite foods are fresh fruits, salads, and nuts from our local farmers market! 😢 </span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">This is going to take some getting used to . . .</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">Meanwhile, I once again tried a white gel pen over watercolor to capture the diner’s table top. This time, it worked — same handmade paper as before in my recent “mending” sketch. I think the amount of sizing is the differential. The sizing is very uneven from one page to the next in this 100% cotton watercolor journal from Khadi.</span></p>Vicky L. Williamsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00435272623009754836noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7437733278011128705.post-14958504565473512392024-02-03T14:05:00.006-06:002024-02-03T14:11:41.616-06:00packing essentials <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_n2-PleZBhCp_GDJalaSBbIz2WqwCJOePEssmJCRuuWd0nXtUhT0eyFUHVcugDqj7HDGVsj3wmPt1gzzJ4t8Hxv39JVQK81C9kGJ3T6rfDkKo1yeMTgiZIcsST4NYe47LZtb5IM0EJgQxab5S_0kMHc0PhwQlQPGu6LwXU2yAf-iHj3_gbugutt7CMa9j/s3156/IMG_4074.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2451" data-original-width="3156" height="311" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_n2-PleZBhCp_GDJalaSBbIz2WqwCJOePEssmJCRuuWd0nXtUhT0eyFUHVcugDqj7HDGVsj3wmPt1gzzJ4t8Hxv39JVQK81C9kGJ3T6rfDkKo1yeMTgiZIcsST4NYe47LZtb5IM0EJgQxab5S_0kMHc0PhwQlQPGu6LwXU2yAf-iHj3_gbugutt7CMa9j/w400-h311/IMG_4074.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Monday I head back to the hospital, this time for a surgical reversal of the colostomy that’s gotten me through cancer treatment. Drawing things in my journal helps me decide what to take for the expected 3 or 4 day stay. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Preferring to pack light, I’ll throw a robe and the above things in a backpack and call it done. The zip bag holds a few personal items and my sketchbook fits inside the large art toolkit. Plus a pencil, two Pigma Micron pens</span><span style="font-family: helvetica;">, and a waterbrush. After choosing some random watercolors, I decided that nickel azo yellow and quin. gold are too similar — one was switched to potters pink.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Facing major surgery and this is where my mind goes? Sure, why not? Sketching is a great way of coping. Now we’ll see how much I actually feel up to sketching!</span></p>Vicky L. Williamsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00435272623009754836noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7437733278011128705.post-18999307122182725212024-02-02T13:07:00.004-06:002024-02-02T13:12:15.594-06:00mending time<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJ3in1kwokQGpe-JNr55bo79bXlkAUMqacoz63Aen_BX8phS9Jw9uUFAo0Xw6RwEcb7gfAn9UZUDJpMOfPbbGoCMN7-OZe0vR4AOlUAtvZ-277HNDKDS0dx3aZtBA6rtziw8PtS34Db7z7J2iQ6yedQG1CZj1XaAS2Yfox1wGyF7ARuxr3YjRu5T78IM15/s3434/IMG_4070.jpeg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2786" data-original-width="3434" height="325" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJ3in1kwokQGpe-JNr55bo79bXlkAUMqacoz63Aen_BX8phS9Jw9uUFAo0Xw6RwEcb7gfAn9UZUDJpMOfPbbGoCMN7-OZe0vR4AOlUAtvZ-277HNDKDS0dx3aZtBA6rtziw8PtS34Db7z7J2iQ6yedQG1CZj1XaAS2Yfox1wGyF7ARuxr3YjRu5T78IM15/w400-h325/IMG_4070.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div><span style="font-family: helvetica;">This week I finally caught up on some mending — I like to sew by hand more than dragging out the sewing machine. It just seems more relaxing.</span><div><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: helvetica;">After a bit of watercolor, I tried to draw the needles and a bit of white thread on the felt pages of the needle book with a white gel pen or a Posca marker but neither worked on this soft handmade paper.</span></div>Vicky L. Williamsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00435272623009754836noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7437733278011128705.post-35164395414952002642024-02-01T10:08:00.006-06:002024-02-01T10:08:51.926-06:00random nature bits<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivt0H4J_UGuzxqrhDf95af8UBr1I1UhBZHRjhkpypQ7WVOUkYwVSTk8UYD1l7vrfXjvRcf5uuP-R99dGzfqfUd2E-_4ndE67P-tnpn0s-u5xJ77IYsG2clexzr_unDAlaxogC4cJ8_WE7nMn7-DRovPK-aEv65KS7qPTXIzAm9-ANOQe4AJcF1WrL6K-LV/s3575/IMG_4044.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2785" data-original-width="3575" height="311" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivt0H4J_UGuzxqrhDf95af8UBr1I1UhBZHRjhkpypQ7WVOUkYwVSTk8UYD1l7vrfXjvRcf5uuP-R99dGzfqfUd2E-_4ndE67P-tnpn0s-u5xJ77IYsG2clexzr_unDAlaxogC4cJ8_WE7nMn7-DRovPK-aEv65KS7qPTXIzAm9-ANOQe4AJcF1WrL6K-LV/w400-h311/IMG_4044.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">Bill found the remains of this butterfly in his woodshop, so of course he brought it to me to sketch. It must have been trying to escape a recent freeze but possibly got caught by one of our barn cats.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">After drawing the butterfly, I added a few of this year’s bumper crop of acorns. These are from a water oak and a live oak.</span></p>Vicky L. Williamsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00435272623009754836noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7437733278011128705.post-63517312596236639162024-01-30T08:18:00.005-06:002024-01-30T08:18:44.681-06:00a soccer ball for Fiona<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTAtCDWKOz_z9IeArxtlMDIfDSprbjUNMhzldfr56kMPqYCfDtOLtfyn9Zs7apby0BL_nXhH65RUv1893ej-NEsp68aF9OsT6ojILNNnlCokf4a4fBUGRTe_U_3gMGZaprSmGo8JLQXZnvtw6m-IJdpUML0DsjBX6OHDuqeZe1V7mTMJ0UuvJ2MgW2cBJM/s2825/IMG_4027.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2292" data-original-width="2825" height="325" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTAtCDWKOz_z9IeArxtlMDIfDSprbjUNMhzldfr56kMPqYCfDtOLtfyn9Zs7apby0BL_nXhH65RUv1893ej-NEsp68aF9OsT6ojILNNnlCokf4a4fBUGRTe_U_3gMGZaprSmGo8JLQXZnvtw6m-IJdpUML0DsjBX6OHDuqeZe1V7mTMJ0UuvJ2MgW2cBJM/w400-h325/IMG_4027.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div><div><br /></div><span style="font-family: verdana;">Once upon a time, I had a Scottish Terrier named Fiona. Our youngest son, Jeff, was about 7 or 8 years old and seldom put away his soccer ball. One day I nudged it with my feet through the family room towards the staircase — and Fiona quickly joined in the game! She became quite proficient at herding the ball with her hard head and it became her favorite game.</span><div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;">I recently bought this doggy soccer ball, thinking I’d teach Butters to play soccer with me. She already loves fetching tennis-size balls and often uses her head to toss them in the air. But she wants nothing to do with it, thank you very much!<br /></span><p style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMW0x2mUphslVgTAW4DBw0L9Tja0Rg6VIdDjybWGiopR1mk6u6OsBeLBN77nwHnqlmB35McDQytMuP80JJlOjNVhUK9YzErIeDa9IHVNg2kzdrl6EaKvX8_IREPEaBSnlFfa2A9Z30BHhtddPEIOHUnL7522focfemvg07pCiRGsayCf7BbxFLh9urHW7t/s1950/IMG_4019.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1950" data-original-width="1462" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMW0x2mUphslVgTAW4DBw0L9Tja0Rg6VIdDjybWGiopR1mk6u6OsBeLBN77nwHnqlmB35McDQytMuP80JJlOjNVhUK9YzErIeDa9IHVNg2kzdrl6EaKvX8_IREPEaBSnlFfa2A9Z30BHhtddPEIOHUnL7522focfemvg07pCiRGsayCf7BbxFLh9urHW7t/w300-h400/IMG_4019.jpeg" width="300" /></a></p></div>Vicky L. Williamsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00435272623009754836noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7437733278011128705.post-31933759306120648292024-01-28T07:56:00.009-06:002024-01-28T08:23:10.363-06:00a marathon of appointments <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_s9bWXLMhsgBvXBrExjQJMCNcmW1NTIJPmlYyenxo5OHh-FpOEQozPbNhXucLisDUHTNlEUkXwqr3Ef2O2vVy_yMcfqT39lKwpuZ6LlNbfOUb0YjksvhV64lVrnvK5dBbNKfx62cf8EpGL-UlhBpEKeZIAynZHaZVy-8LWDaQG2SgDNiVfQ1OiVCVSi0w/s3378/IMG_4007.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2594" data-original-width="3378" height="308" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_s9bWXLMhsgBvXBrExjQJMCNcmW1NTIJPmlYyenxo5OHh-FpOEQozPbNhXucLisDUHTNlEUkXwqr3Ef2O2vVy_yMcfqT39lKwpuZ6LlNbfOUb0YjksvhV64lVrnvK5dBbNKfx62cf8EpGL-UlhBpEKeZIAynZHaZVy-8LWDaQG2SgDNiVfQ1OiVCVSi0w/w400-h308/IMG_4007.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">Well, we can definitely say one thing about M.D.Anderson — they are certainly thorough! A nurse once told us that they had a limit of 5 appointments per day per patient. On Friday, we ended up with 7 separate pre-op appointments.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">I had planned on sketching between appointments but we moved from one to the next all day with no breaks. So I later sketched the pile of paperwork they gave us to read. Everything seems good for my ostomy reversal surgery one week from tomorrow <i>(also removing whatever is left of the tumor).</i></span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">The first appointment threw the whole schedule off, which the schedulers set for 30 minutes — they took about 2 hours! It was a complete eye exam to establish a baseline for them to compare to. I have glaucoma; the long surgery will have me positioned in a way that can affect my eye pressures.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">Then there was bloodwork, meet with the surgeon, a heart check, meet with the anesthesiologist, an EKG, and lastly talking with a nurse in ostomy / wound care. All in all, a very long day!</span></p>Vicky L. Williamsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00435272623009754836noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7437733278011128705.post-71218719823000321852024-01-25T08:02:00.000-06:002024-01-25T08:02:17.482-06:00rain, rain, go away!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRvFxi5-ms6YRe4RTtMqRQ0xXNA-6GHpnokO5MAXOlReWYqmAYXaXjiVBmY-2vFgxcTJsVjqukLO8iOsR03L9dbquFQGusXoi-SlXcWFOreJrB2nKf8d01-S46mEEaU-9vx-cB7BV1wtglEuLDdwF4XpGuTsmJpSQzBoLjVZUVIKLlv8-mYSsivq6ogJPR/s3248/IMG_3998.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2595" data-original-width="3248" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRvFxi5-ms6YRe4RTtMqRQ0xXNA-6GHpnokO5MAXOlReWYqmAYXaXjiVBmY-2vFgxcTJsVjqukLO8iOsR03L9dbquFQGusXoi-SlXcWFOreJrB2nKf8d01-S46mEEaU-9vx-cB7BV1wtglEuLDdwF4XpGuTsmJpSQzBoLjVZUVIKLlv8-mYSsivq6ogJPR/w400-h320/IMG_3998.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">We have had rain day and night since Monday — over 11” to date! I no longer walk with Butters in our front pasture, I slosh with her wearing muck-boots! Very sad news for a corgi whose number one joy is chasing balls!</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">On the brighter side, we just heard this morning that our granddaughter Mikala, who just began her senior year at Texas A & M, was accepted into early enrollment at their vet school! So proud of her — she has worked hard for this!</span></p>Vicky L. Williamsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00435272623009754836noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7437733278011128705.post-48585837010297161232024-01-23T08:14:00.000-06:002024-01-23T08:14:34.807-06:00unreliable deliveries and a procedure for Bill<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgE2_YJxaGqCxVBjyxC6n84cgHB7FH6pBeXNMNCPv_agzET0S1R0FOoOkcYyJcNUVFOrmO9KEQVk0cT7m1EdvHpCARUG4WvWmh4yCm9v9sBZpzTSMnICUD2cMf2Z7m1XoSQeQxCgo7wm_FyU1CP7XSj8VrQM9PwMa4PrLs7ZsnX8VZTtgcem5Fgu7WKth4L/s3271/IMG_3992.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2566" data-original-width="3271" height="314" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgE2_YJxaGqCxVBjyxC6n84cgHB7FH6pBeXNMNCPv_agzET0S1R0FOoOkcYyJcNUVFOrmO9KEQVk0cT7m1EdvHpCARUG4WvWmh4yCm9v9sBZpzTSMnICUD2cMf2Z7m1XoSQeQxCgo7wm_FyU1CP7XSj8VrQM9PwMa4PrLs7ZsnX8VZTtgcem5Fgu7WKth4L/w400-h314/IMG_3992.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;">Sketches from yesterday:</span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;">On 18 December I reordered Bill’s favorite dark roast coffee beans from Amazon — the order has still not arrived and may be unavailable. So I bought a couple of other varieties for him to try.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;">Living in the country, many of our Amazon deliveries that used to come by truck have been sent by USPS instead. Which is unfortunate, as they go through Houston’s USPS distribution centers which have broken down. Many mail items are late or have gone missing.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;">Also from yesterday, Bill had a routine colonoscopy done in College Station. I sketched him as he tried to catch up on missed sleep, waiting for things to start. Thankfully , his results were “all clear”.</span></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgx6gnS5OrTCvuJhdD4GzgvqMH1S2KD7fNOfSJ97HsVPEthA9A8Go2_Ai8qMKpjZBZu-P7sQiaEjfhVXbaUTrd4Lq52SZjJZlIjHWw5kUMGdR9yokIOSr6YvJiUJmCPr9AJqJv-5Va8J3ITBpW0c8LHwYioU_5UxEb4pYSdpJxHhdOMeL-O88M3JRplNpnI/s3464/IMG_3996.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2711" data-original-width="3464" height="313" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgx6gnS5OrTCvuJhdD4GzgvqMH1S2KD7fNOfSJ97HsVPEthA9A8Go2_Ai8qMKpjZBZu-P7sQiaEjfhVXbaUTrd4Lq52SZjJZlIjHWw5kUMGdR9yokIOSr6YvJiUJmCPr9AJqJv-5Va8J3ITBpW0c8LHwYioU_5UxEb4pYSdpJxHhdOMeL-O88M3JRplNpnI/w400-h313/IMG_3996.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p>Vicky L. Williamsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00435272623009754836noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7437733278011128705.post-12086764555472724602024-01-20T17:59:00.002-06:002024-01-20T18:07:01.852-06:00breakfast out<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUb3jszY8lafMEfCABoAynwGFD8wFspHwQkk1KvbgUCgut_ISEa__AkLhL8zWMzkyD3UN7kPmJAqFy0K79tvBvtCAYAjsjJIIjE88yf4N7eIQZpDYcF2_vuS0HAyZNDmd1Fm_fTn86aSwTHZoP1VIle-DOp3Xdu4Y74VTmLQ1uKTapV5MDhGSAJIZKH446/s3048/IMG_3983.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2413" data-original-width="3048" height="316" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUb3jszY8lafMEfCABoAynwGFD8wFspHwQkk1KvbgUCgut_ISEa__AkLhL8zWMzkyD3UN7kPmJAqFy0K79tvBvtCAYAjsjJIIjE88yf4N7eIQZpDYcF2_vuS0HAyZNDmd1Fm_fTn86aSwTHZoP1VIle-DOp3Xdu4Y74VTmLQ1uKTapV5MDhGSAJIZKH446/w400-h316/IMG_3983.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">With my blood counts getting back to normal, I am no longer as susceptible to infections and we are sometimes eating out again. This morning we went to Gabby’s for breakfast and I fully intended to sketch my actual breakfast. But it has been a cold day and I wanted to eat Hot Food! So the only sketch is of my tea while it steeps.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">Like so many restaurants in this area, Gabby’s does not offer hot tea. But I carry my own tea bags, just in case, and they brought me a </span><span style="font-family: verdana;">cup of hot water. Coffee drinkers always have many selections but tea drinkers must be rare around these parts.</span></p>Vicky L. Williamsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00435272623009754836noreply@blogger.com2