woensdag 28 november 2012

Let me tell you about the birds and the...worms?

You did notice I 've changed the lay-out of my blog. You should, it's quite a drastic change I 've made here. If not you either have to see a oculist or you are a new (welcome!).
Hopefully it's more clear now.
 
I've changed the immage on the sidebar aswell.
Allthough I loved the old one with the squirrel and bear. But they will pop up someday. I am sure of that. You cannot dislodge a bear just like that.
 
This is how it started. A beautiful stain!
I turned the paper round and round to see what was hiding there. Doing that, I got a bit lost. Cause for a moment I thought it was a dog. 
 But the dog didn't want to be released. So I tried to see if an owl was there.
It wasn't an owl either. But he did help be to find the worm which was hiding under the big teastain. And than I noticed the bird that was there too.
 He did want to be released!
 Almost done...I only need to make the eyes more obvious.
Oh yes...and I turned it around because it gives the bird more to see, on the computer that is. But what is he looking at? We will find out in the next blog.
 

dinsdag 13 november 2012

Not is the answer

You didn't think I already gave up blogging, didn't you?
You did? Well I thought so too. And I guess I really did gave up for some time. But now I am back again.
That little boy I was talking about earlier is now sound asleep (he should! It's 22.45h). And most of time he'll sleep an hour or two during daytime too. So that will give me enough time to pick up blogging again, I think. Shall I start than? What, right now? So soon, already??? Oh well, why not.












Well, this is why not. It's mummy-bedtime. But I promisse I'll be back soon!

maandag 19 maart 2012

To give up or not. That's the question

You didn't think I already gave up blogging, didn't you? No I do try to blog. But my little boy still doesn't sleep and the only thing that seems to work is walk, walk walk. But today I finaly managed to post this teastain. And that's it...little boy is awake again.

vrijdag 9 maart 2012

hamster looking for a butterfly

I know: you've missed me.
But there is a little boy living in my house. Only three months old. And when he needs attention, this magigian turns herselve into a mum and takes care of that little boy. So that's why there was no new blog. But there was tea. And there was also time to put them on a piece of paper.
So new tea-stains have appeared. You'll have to believe me about that. I cant't show you yet, because that little boy I was just talking about...looks like he doesn't want to go to sleep today either.

Anyway...when I swung my magic wand over the previous stain, it became a hamster.
When I repeated the proces that little butterfly appeared again. Hmmm... wonder wat he wants from me, turning up on every drawing.

dinsdag 6 maart 2012

Another stain

Another day, another cup of tea (earl grey), another stain. And maybe tomorrow another fairytale aswell.

maandag 5 maart 2012

more then an owl

When this magigian looked again at the stain she saw something she had missed previously. So she repeated her magic spell and...a butterfly appeard.
To the owl, it was a SWEET butterfly. I don't now if something exist like a bitter butterfly (I've only eaten grasshoppers). Anyway...for the owl the butterfly was a sweet thing.
I am not sure whether the owl did eat the butterfly or that they became friends. Maybe this 'll become clear in the future.



zaterdag 3 maart 2012

the magic trick

In fairytales, there often is a magigian. In this case that's me.
I swung my magic wand (my pencil that is) over the stain, mumbeling THE magic spell. Obviously I can not reveal the exact words here. Otherwise it won't work the next time. But anyway, it worked: there was no more stain.
Instead there was an owl.

vrijdag 2 maart 2012

and there was a piece of paper...

In the beginning there was tea. Then there must have been a teabag aswell, you might think.
Well, you're right. Here it is:
For some peculiar reason the teabag ended up on a piece of paper.
Then, one day, somebody removed that teabag from that piece of paper. It left a stain there.

 

Or not...