Skye Boat Song

Loud the winds howl, loud the waves roar,
Thunderclaps rend the air;
Baffled, our foes stand by the shore,
Follow they will not dare.

Speed, bonnie boat, like a bird on the wing,
Onward! the sailors cry;
Carry the lad that's born to be King
Over the sea to Skye.

Though the waves leap, soft shall ye sleep,
Ocean's a royal bed.
Rocked in the deep, Flora will keep
Watch by your weary head.

Speed, bonnie boat, like a bird on the wing,
Onward! the sailors cry;
Carry the lad that's born to be King
Over the sea to Skye.

Many's the lad fought on that day,
Well the Claymore could wield,
When the night came, silently lay
Dead in Culloden's field.

Speed, bonnie boat, like a bird on the wing,
Onward! the sailors cry;
Carry the lad that's born to be King
Over the sea to Skye.

Burned are their homes, exile and death
Scatter the loyal men;
Yet ere the sword cool in the sheath
Charlie will come again.

Wave.....another one

This is one of my greatest and one of my favorite paintings that I have done.


It, like many of my other wave pictures, is based on a photograph.

It does look a bit better in person.

Blue

I often find pictures that have more than one large moon/plant in them very interesting, so I thought I'd try one.

Not bad for the first try. And round things are very, very hard (as you can see by the picture : P ).

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Remember the purple-skyed picture with the full moon and dragonfly? I said that when I had more blue paint I would make a new one with a blue sky. Well, here it is.


I like this one much better. :)

Trees

:)

Waterfall...

...And full moon.

Wave

This is my least impressive wave picture, but hey, all pictures can't be great.

Winter

Yes, I know it is a very unfitting picture for one of the first summer, but I like it.

I was painting a picture and I got too much white paint on it, so I quickly got a little piece of cardboard and painted this little picture.

Very simple, I know. But I find it restful.

Clouds II

Yes, even more clouds.

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More pictures from the weekend.

The water is somewhere right between Georgia and South Carolina, and a lot prettier than it looks in the picture.

Clouds

I took these pictures while we were driving to Georgia over the weekend. They are either in North Carolina or South Carolina, I don't remember which.



I took them all from the back seat of our van, so they are a tiny bit tented, but for the most part they are true to life.

Waves

"Waves" painted June 9. Based on a photograph.

I love this painting. I'm not vain, and I don't mean to sound so, I just love this painting.

Wave

"Wave" was based on a photograph, as well. I love it very much, though if I was doing it again, I would do it differently. I would make it lighter and longer. I still love it though.



Now you know why I am low on blue paint. :P

Wave and Sunset

This picture is based on this photo.

It is a good painting, so long as you don't look at it next to the photo. :P

Purple Sky

Here is the other painting that I did with a purple sky.

I was outside the other night, and I looked up and saw a dragonfly. It was around twilight and the moon was in another part of the sky. I thought it would be a cool painting. When I get more blue paint, I will make another Moon and dragonfly picture. But until then, this one is OK.

:)

Moonset

My supply of blue pain is running terrifyingly low, so the other day (June 9) I did a couple paintings with purple skies. They were OK, I guess. I am not big on purple, and purple skies, to me, look to much like cheep fantasy.

I should be getting more blue paint soon, though. So, no worries.

I want to see waves again, Gandalf, waves!

I want to see the ocean again.

It has been roughly seven years since I last saw it, and I was too young then to really remember it now. In California, we lived about an hour from the sea. But in Ca. an hour was a really, really long time to drive anywhere. We went maybe once a year. Sad. Now we live in the middle of nowhere (I say nowhere 'cause "Redneckvile" isn't very nice.) and very, very far inland.

It used to not bother me that we never see the ocean, but lately, I have really, really been wanting to go. I've been wanting sand. And sun. Lots of sun. And water. Lots and lots of water.



*Sigh*

The Forest

Sometimes, I think that if I was an optimistic idealist I would be happier. But I am not. I see things as they are, to the best of my ability. Things are bad. Things are very bad. And they are getting worse. But you know, that's OK. It is, because things are always the very worst right before they get a little bit more awful and then they get better.

You know, there is still a calmness, and a peace inside me. Even when things are the very worse. Even when I am in my deepest, darkest, most wretched places, and it seems like it has left, it hasn't. I know that because I always come out of those places.

To me, if there was a place that personified peace and happiness, it is a forest, and a field by the forest. The sun shines through the leaves and everything sparkles gold and silver. The butterflies float on the wind and land on the moss under the trees to drink the moisture. (And no, I have not been eating any mushrooms.) Mushrooms! There are mushrooms in the forest and little white flowers in the field. I wish I was a better writer so that I could better describe it.

But it is lovely.

200

Well, I have put this off long enough. I guess maybe I was trying to think of a special picture to do, or something cool to say, but nothing came. So all just keep it simple.

200th post!!!!

I can't believe it! It seems not so long ago I was doing the first post. I really love this dear blog. I am an artist, so I view BCaR as one of my works, one that I am always working on.

Have a wonderful day and thank you for reading my blog.

Julie