day 29

What a drizzly day it was

just a normal October autumn day

(only we had so few of them that we forgot ...)

I started the day with a LOT of autumn colour :

a friend needed her hair dyed with henna

and I don't mind applying

...

After that I had time to make my drawing.

I dreamed this up yesterday :

two figures sitting back to back

with birds over their heads.

I remember when I was little, what fun it was,

standing back to back, arms hooked into each other

and rocking from one to the other

(till one fell over, most of the time)

My Pink Ribbon mandala for day number twenty-nine

"joy"

Karisma colour pencils on heavy weight drawing paper  (A4)

the mandala is  14 cm  (5.5")  in diameter 

sold

If you would like to have this original artwork

you can send me an email at

fiberrainbow@gmail.com

It costs  € 29, -  (+ postage)

Though it was a dark day

the autumn colours are wonderful

lovely reds and yellow

(the oak it not from our garden)

the leaves didn't rub off  :

that was the henna

;-)

(see you tomorrow)

joy and sadness in one day ( 14 - 9 - 14 )

Yesterday daughter and I

went to this special market with our felt pieces,

some little art quilts, some drawings, 

and daughter's spinning wheel.

Our little marquee had been set up for us already !

;-)

This time I had some Velcro strips stitched on top

and ribbons to tie to the poles on the side

of the two fabric side walls.

(so it was a much easier job to attach than the last time !)

Then we could start unpacking right away.

Apart from lovely people with other stands 

there was catering with lots of homemade goodies

and some musicians too.
There was some wonderful energy moving around !

Though we had quite a lot of wind at the beginning

really soon the sun came out

and the visitors started to come. 

*

Sadly enough

I had to leave this joyful place halfway through the day.

Man and I went to Zwolle

to say our final goodbyes to a very dear old friend.

It was so good to see both daughters

painting this wonderful and joyful picture

of the strong, kind and loving man their father had been.

(he was a gym teacher and sportsman and

we met more than forty years ago on a skiing holiday)

They had been asked to do so four years ago

and they then had hoped he would grow 

at least 91 before they had to do this;

but it was decided otherwise, 

at just 76 ...

There were lots of bouquets of orange flowers

around the coffin during the ceremony :

he loved orange flowers

I made a bright orange felted flower

that I gave to his wife afterwards.

Dear Bob, we're all gonna miss you