|the storm blowing in|
The leaves have been slow to change this autumn in Eastern NC. Finally the maples and dogwoods, the first to turn, are a bright red. The oaks are still green, but a few other variety of trees are showing hints of yellow.
My son and I went out yesterday before a big storm rolled in to collect leaves to draw in our journals. We found some lovely reds from the crape myrtles and the neighbor’s maple tree. Our little magnolia tree dropped a nice green leaf, and we collected two more from my rose of sharon and redbud trees.
This is my journal page. I used colored pencil to sketch the leaves and a rubber stamp of a splatter pattern to make the mottled brown on the maple and yellow rose of sharon leaves. I’ll probably paint around them and embellish the page later.
Here is my five-year old’s journal page. I think he did pretty good! Last year he was capable only of doing leaf rubbings. My how quickly they progress in just a year!
And finally, I leave you with this…
Our post-storm view! It was actually a double rainbow but the second one didn’t show up very well in this shot.
Playing with images isn’t just for the pages of my art journals. I’ve been tinkering with my digital photos, discovering what Photoshop Elements can do. I used these templates from flickr, one and two.
Snow Covered Hydrangea
photo by Studio B (UberArt)
I must confess, I spent about an hour trying to erase part of the image down to a transparent canvas. My hubby, who is a computer whiz, strolled in and said, “You’re doing it the hard way.” One click and he accomplished what it took me an hour to do. Duh.
Sorry to have left blogland for a week or so but I was thinking of you all. Things have been uber-busy in my shops and then I had to go out of town due to a death in the family. My last grandparent died this past week. It is the end of an era, no more grandparents are left. Now my parents are the grandparents and life goes on.
I went for a peaceful walk in the cemetery…well, as peaceful as it could be with three boys ages 4, 6, and 13 following behind! I took these photos to share with you.
A black swallowtail butterfly hovers around a red azalea.
And the grand finale…I was very moved by this headstone…Latin for “We had loved, We love, We loved”.