August 29, 2014
August 19, 2014
EDM 142. Peppers.
When in lack of ideas what to draw - I go to EDM list (link here).
This time it was "Draw something hot". Red Hot Chilly Peppers, was my first answer. Then reality struck back and I drew 2 green sweet peppers before sent them to casserole.
August 16, 2014
Tennis Racket
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About 20 years ago I played tennis. Last week I found my tennis bag with the racket in the back corner of the closet and decided to revive the past. I close my eyes and see me, athletic and fit, on the court.
No big deal that summer is over, I believe in my sports victories.
Now it is time for cup of tea and cake.
Sports records to be!
August 15, 2014
August 14, 2014
August 13, 2014
Irish Impressions 8. Howth
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The weather was kind and patient to these restless Russian during the whole trip. Only on the last, 8th day, weather realized that it could not stand being such a good girl any more and almost washed us away to the ocean. To be exact, the rain stopped to give us 15 minutes to make photos and was back to its best after this short pause.
August 12, 2014
August 11, 2014
August 10, 2014
Irish Impressions 5.
65x53cm, wallpaper, acrylic |
If here, in Moscow, we struggle to get the most possible from our weak soil and unpredictable weather to grow the greenery we want, it looks like the Irish, on the contrary, struggle hard to keep the force of nature in civilized frame.
August 9, 2014
Irish Impressions 4. Muckross
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Muckross House and Garden (here).
August 8, 2014
August 7, 2014
August 6, 2014
Irish Impressions 1.
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I have just come back from Ireland. Beautiful emerald island. Great weather (we were lucky, I know). Everything around blossoms or is going to blossom.
I hurry to fill sketchbook with impressions from the trip, before they vanish in daily home routine. Thank you, Ireland, for the hospitality, the beauty of landscapes and open people.
Dublin doors are joy for any artist. The Dubliners did not put numbers on their houses, so the color of the door was the only way to find out the right address.
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