This is my kind of ski day!
The boys are on the mountain and I am cozy in my corner of the lodge, surrounded by books, artsy stuff, my laptop and not one, but two, thermoses of hot chocolate. And snacks. Let’s not forget the snacks.
I didn’t get my apple done yesterday in preparation for today’s expedition so I thought this week’s Friday Apple would end up looking like this:
Title: Apple in a Blizzard
Medium: Blank white paper
But I knew a jury of my peers would pronounce that pathetic (actually it would only take a jury of one – me! – to pronounce that pathetic) so I packed my sketch book and some markers and am, therefore, proudly presenting (admittedly a little late – although still Friday! – because there is no internet connection here on the mountain so I had to wait until I got home to post it and then once I got home and had supper and finally retired to my office to post today’s blog I couldn’t concentrate for all the laughter emanating from the rec room so I went to see what was so funny and ended up pulling up a chair to watch the very ridiculous yet somehow thigh-slappingly funny Nacho Libra, the mexican wrestling movie with Jack Black).
I don’t know if I should be admitting this or not, but I laughed . . .
. . . a lot.
Maybe I was giddy from all that mountain air.
ANYWAY . . .
The movie’s over so here’s today’s apple. It seems like it should have a mexican feel to it – at the very least be sporting a large sombrero – or a droopy moustache – but I was in a very different mode when I created it this morning at the ski hill and I don’t have time to make another apple.
By the way, I just want to say that it was a very neat experience to do my apple art in a crowded ski lodge. I have always admired those people who whip out their sketch books wherever they are and draw up a storm, oblivious to the people trying to sneak peeks around them.
Well, I was one of sketching artistes today. I even had a conversation with my table-mates while carefully placing little dots all over my paper. I didn’t even try to hide what I was doing.
And I’m not sure, but I think they were sneaking peeks.
(big, goofy smile)
Title: Aboriginal Dream Time Apple
Medium: A ragtag collection of left-over markers on sketch-book paper
And in keeping with our snowy venue, today’s good, old-fashioned tumble-down-the-rabbit-hole word is . . .
Are you ready?
Wait! After ending my day with Jack Black singing “Ramses” I cannot limit you to the word I had chosen for your stream-of-consciousness writing pleasure. So feel free to choose either one (or maybe even both) of the following words — one from my pristine, mountain morning and the other from the . . . er . . . very serious world of mexican wrestling a la Jack Black.
Ready, set, write!