Apple #13

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:

Apple #13

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).

Mexican wrestling?

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)

Apple #13

Title: Aboriginal Dream Time Apple

Medium: A ragtag collection of left-over markers on sketch-book paper

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And in keeping with our snowy venue, today’s good, old-fashioned tumble-down-the-rabbit-hole word is . . .

Are you ready?

Timer set?

Pen poised?

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!

mitten/nacho

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2 Responses to Apple #13

  1. Margaret says:

    no, no, no, Maxine. If you are fanatsizing about nestling indoors and not skiing, forget it! Not going to happen. You have to go outdoors and enjoy the venue. The ski hill had 10 cm in the past 24 hrs and 47 cm over the past 7 days!! You can bring your sketchbook & draw on the way up the chairlift. 🙂

  2. maxinespence says:

    Actually, I’ve worked out a very reasonable compromise. I will nestle indoors to do my reading, writing, “art”-ing in the mornings and join the rest of the skiiers on the slopes after lunch when I’m fully awake, they have worked off some of their energy and the temperature is (hopefully) more amenable to wimpy, heat-loving me. I’d call that a win-win holiday!

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