Going for world domination

Oh April - where have you gone? Admittedly you were mostly shrouded in cloud and often drenched in rain but were also bathed in sunlight and lifted by the most glorious blue skies.

Among many things keeping me occupied (work, life, gardening, living) I have been quietly painting - a tiny picture a day. I can't explain the simple joy they brought me.  A mini escape in watercolour.

Now, suddenly it is the last day of April and the last day of the challenge - #30minipaintings, so I thought I would, to commiserate/celebrate/acknowledge the last day of the month by sharing them here.

Each little picture (well - 28 of the 30) is a record of a real event on the day or the day before they were painted - 28 little stories of my life. The other two were just quickly done late on in an evening when I'd not had time earlier to paint.

Cats, plants, gardens, adventures, family, tea and life - that sums up April. And to show how small they really are .....

A small and furry for comparison.

Post Script - I am on with another painting/drawing challenge - one I kick started at work at the beginning of the year to encourage folk to get creative - it gently grows with more people joining in - we're going for world domination through the medium of art!
 

The signs of a holiday romance

 

The scrunch and scrumble as the sea gently rushes over the tumble of shells and pebbles.

The forlorn cry of the lone curlew and the bubbling trill of the oystercatchers.

Plovers, dunlins, red and green shanks, lapwing running along the foreshore as the tide recedes.

Wistful heart breaking wild and desolate views that pull.

Reflections of clouds and the forever deep sky

Fiery sunsets which paint the view with an incredible display

Sipping tea, listening to the gulls plaintiff yeowls, 

watching lambs, observing the tide and ignoring time

Drifting curtains of rain, far out to sea, silently flitting along the horizon.

Twisting images of the canal lock gates reminding me lava lamps and contours on maps

The clank and whip sounds of the boats rigging and ropes

Our home from home

our buddy in adventure

Post Script: I hope your bank holiday weekend was as good as ours, we seemed to fit in a couple of wonderful days between the rain.  I suspect I have left a substantial slice of my heart there.