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One week ago Tipper crossed the Rainbow Bridge. This post is a way to memorialize my sweet boy who was so greatly loved. His passing has left Biscotti and I with heartbreak yet so many happy memories. RIP my angel kitty.
At times when I’m painting tiles images emerge and I’ve titled these tiles accordingly.
As I share my tile photos via social media, I don’t always include my “vision”. As a result, in comments I learn what others see – and that’s fun. Other interpretations are fascinating to me and often I begin to see what they see. Like life, it’s good to be open to another’s perspective.
What do you see?
This subway tile is unique compared to others I’ve done. I displayed it on an easel on my mantle. Days later after enjoying a blazing fire, I closed the fireplace doors for the night. The tile and easel fell, hitting the hearth and breaking in two. I thought all was lost. I ordered a craft adhesive recommended by my sister’s friends for use on ceramics. It was worth a shot. The adhesive was amazing but now there was a visible diagonal break line. What to do? I decided to add this leaning tree. While it’s not perfect, it’s salvaged.
Not unlike life, it wears a “scar” now and looks a bit different – but it survived.
If you’ve visited my blog in recent months, you know that I’ve become addicted to painting with alcohol ink. I decided to try my hand at painting pots, pocket planters and these saucers that are just right for a wine bottle coaster or a ring dish.
My obsession with painting on ceramic tiles led me to a box of glazed white subway tiles, perfect for alcohol ink. There’s something magical that happens with alcohol ink and flame from a long Bic lighter. Here’s what I’ve created so far.
This winter we’ve had more sunny days than usual. When sunlight streams into my dining room/art studio it beckons me to paint. The gallery below represents my January 2021 paintings using alcohol ink on Yupo paper. I’ve titled a few based on either inspiration or the end results.
The holidays are behind us, cold winter weather has settled in and we’re still in a pandemic. Staying safe at home while staying creative, there’s something soothing about painting these ceramic tiles with alcohol ink.
“Do you ever get a sign from Spence?”
Tonight granddaughter Kira dropped by with a Shepherds Pie made by daughter-in-law Tonya. It was the best Shepherds Pie I’ve ever had, every bite flavorful and satisfying. The food equivalent of a warm hug.
Spence never met Tonya, they would have loved each other. Shepherds Pie – if on a menu he’d order it every time. Seriously every time. I sat in his chair while enjoying this meal and thought, “yup this is a sign”