I bought a Frankie diary for this year. Lord knows how I'll keep it clean. The cover is pale lemon. Fabric!
I still use paper diaries. Does that make me old fashioned? Who knows. At any rate, I'm busting to write in the Frankie diary but I made myself a promise that I would only write in it with my Jane Davenport fountain pen which I ordered online from the Institute of Cute just before the end of last year and the parcel got lost by Australia Post but this morning I got a phone call from the Post Mistress to tell me, 'Great Jubilations, Miss Jen, your little parcel has been located.' I think you can tell by that last galloping sentence that I am wound up like a two bob watch. I cannot wait to hotfoot it down to the PO to GET MY PEN! But first I must write to you.
|See what I mean? My poor, sweet diary belongs to no one. No one!|
What else have I been doing?
I saw Star Wars. And loved it.
I finished an online art course with Jane Davenport. Hence the pen. The course is called Supplies Me and it's all about art supplies and how to use 'em. You think I wasn't in heaven for those few weeks? On Jane's advice I bought a 'mermaid cart' to organise my stash. It's a beautiful thing. I love that it's mobile. I even have it beside me in the evenings if we're watching telly. That way I can keep drawing, dipping in and out of the trolley as the mood takes me. I don't lose as many pencils now, either. That has to be a blessing, right?
I started another online course with Jane Davenport (she is a superb teacher). This time, I Heart Drawing. Loving! I'm learning to draw fashion faces. And fashion figures. Hands and feet, too. Which are useful... If you haven't heard of Jane, hit the links, hop over and check out all she has to offer. It's a smorgasbord of scrumptiousness. I'm hooked on her energy, her exuberant art and her business acumen.
I flagged another course I want to do asap. It's with Carla Sonheim. Year of the Fairy Tale. Need I say more? FAIRY TALE. I am breathless at the prospect.
I started painting my first canvas! I can't stop looking at it. Not because it's good. Because it EXISTS. I'd sleep with it if there were room in the bed. I have committed to doing 100 bad paintings. You know? Here's Lynn Whipple on the topic. Funny, kooky, enormously talented sweetie she is. As you probably know, I studied with Lynn last year in 2015 Year of the Spark.
I've had endless chats and coffees with my friend and colleague Lucinda Gifford. We are cooking up something super snazzy. But I have to zip it for now. I'll share with you as soon as I'm allowed. If I prattle now, Lucinda is likely to box my ears.
|random New Year selfie|
I've been back at work since the 4th. I'm writing Truly Tan 6. Supposedly. Heavens it's hard to focus on ANYTHING substantial in January. Don't you agree? Especially here in the Southern Hem, where it's summer all day every day and even the snails are moving at holiday pace.
Speaking of substantial, I have also been organising my thoughts (no mean feat) and my course materials in preparation for my creative writing course. I'm so excited to be teaching again. Sometimes I think I enjoy it more than writing. But don't tell anyone I said that...
Right. I best pull on my Mary Janes and skip down to the post office before they close. My glorious new fountain pen (it's Japanese!) awaits.
Until next time, dear reader,
Yours in a flurry of fashion faces and carbon ink,