Hello  What, nearly August, already?

See; I told you I wrote books, too! Only someone who wrote books could possibly have glasses like this! I love my glasses. They help me change heads (I think I should have said change hats, here) from artist, or singer to writer. Just with the switch of wearing my reading glasses. I'm doing my school-teacher look here. So make sure you've gone to the toilet before you sit down and read this!!

I've finally got more of a balance nowadays. I was debating for ages which skill to concentrate on. So; for a long time it was painting. Then I discovered my other skills began driving me nuts. Almost jumping up and down in my head, like tantruming children! So thesedays I do a kind of three day rotation. One day art (usually until the painting is finished, otherwise this side can get very testy) one day singing and songwriting and the third day writing and editing. I have two books on the go at the moment. The first is in the process of being edited, the second is a new fantasy book. It's great fun to write completely from your own imagination. Like playing God! My agent in New York described my first book as a "talented work" (which was very flattering)

Yes, I know I usually start with the weather. But yesterday was spent dragging around yet another sofa shop. Why do all the sofas here look like lego bricks? My husband was lamenting to a friend at work, that he'd been searching two whole months to find a nice sofa. The friend said it took him and his wife 18 months! He couldn't really grumble after hearing that, could he? That scuppered his grumbling plan, didn't it?

And you always start rowing, don't you? "I didn't say it was uncomfortable, I said it wasn't as comfortable as the other one........." Pick pick pick pick. And they're always so hot in those stores, aren't they? While your husband tries to do everything to the tune of a route-march: "right, you've seen that one now" So, on to the next. No we can't look at lamps apparently, only sofas!

I thought my husband was holding my hand yesterday in affection, until I realized he was using it to stear me! It's very funny, he kind of bends his hand to stear. Kind of like rudder. Straight to the sofas and no where else! I suppose I can get a little distracted, I did come home with some pretty candles and a pink top, after all.

Anyway, enough of this tiresome stuff. Let's bring back the nature. Saw another beautiful marble butterfly on my flower. So; this time I got out my professional camera. Luckily it was still there, when I got back!

Garden Butterfly by artists Laurel Moore.

Just before I end. I've finished my Jack Russel Terrier puppy oil painting. Made me feel all warm and gooey inside painting this one. 'Cos he's so sweet! I called him "Sweet Dreams" isn't he a cutie? He's only little 15x15 centimeters. Perfect for squeezing into any little empty corner. So he'll be on ebay starting at $16 in a week! I love bargains, don't you? It makes shopping such fun (apart from if you are buying a sofa, of course)

Jack Russell Original Puppy Painting by Laurel Moore.

SOLD

Update: This lovely original puppy is now in a very happy home in Italy. He shares a home with a lovely lady called Francesca, who has lots of Jack Russell dogs.

Remember you're a womble! Do'you remember that song. It's just come into my head, no idea why. I mean: if you were a womble, would you ever forget?  

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Hi bloggers

Now; if I show you my freshly picked organic carrot, you will promise not to say anything rude, won't you?

Rude Vegetable.

Hee hee. That's nothing; you should see my tomatoes! If you behave, I might show you them later. I'm not going to tell you how deliciously firm and tasty my carrot was, either. I was just showing it in front of my Buddlea bush, so you can see how large it grew. Perhaps it's all the rain we've had, making my veg just grow and grow. It makes you wonder when it'll stop growing, doesn't it?

Found a wonderful shop full of art canvases yesterday. I get excited about things like that. There were all sizes and shapes, I kept making excited chirps, like a bird. We also found a nice table lamp and a sofa that we couldn't buy, because it only came in the wrong colour. There isn't always that much choice, here in Fribourg, Switzerland.  Unless you like a very contemporary look. Which, I don't. There was one sofa shop, which was more to my taste. But there was some kind of giant dog under the cashier's desk, which sounded like a beast-from-hell. Made much worse, by the fact that you couldn't see the animal. It was a little off-putting.

Instead of saying "we'd like to think about it" to the sofa-assistant, I said "I think". So he waited; looking slightly confused. I repeated the " I think" line again, with a tone of finality. Then, he was really confused. I think; he walked off in disgust. I then managed to knock over my orange juice in the mall restaurant. If I say, PMT's, you women will understand. Last time I was at the mall, it was slices of tomatoes flying over the counter.

Ok; you've been a good baby, so I'll show you my ripe tomatoes.

Ripe Tomatoes.

And yes, they were delightful, thanks: with a honey and mustard salad dressing. As tomatoes go, they're beautiful aren't they? Shame we've eaten them, because I was going to paint them.

Don't forget, it's the last day to own one of these two original doggy paintings on ebay. Selling for a criminally low starting price and no reserve.  Here's a reminder of the two little critters....

Original Black Labrador Puppy by Laurel Moore.

And don't forget me me me! UPDATE: SOLD

Cute, Funny Dog Painting by Laurel Moore.

UPDATE: SOLD

As I said before, they aren't at all house-trained. They'll probably leave you little presents all over your house! Actually; that reminds me of when we first came to Switzerland from England, a few years ago. We stayed in an apartment. We didn't really speak the language (we still don't), and this Swiss man kept telling us off, for toileting our dog in the surrounding bushes (number one's, you understand, not number two's, we are not completely thoughtless!) anyway; he kept saying "No, pipi in zee bushes!" And tutting waving his finger in admonition.

Anyway; that phrase has kind of stuck. So; if we think Axle, our dog needs the toilet we always ask:  " do you want a pipi in the bushes?"

Goodness; I'm chatty today, aren't I? I'd better let you go soon; to continue day-dreaming through your day, hadn't I? You'll get nothing done! I just wanted to give you a little taster of the new teeny-weeny painting I've started. I thought it would be nice to do some really "dinky" (that's "small" to all you non-english people) paintings. Because you can always find a little space for a little original painting, can't you? Always squeeze in in, somewhere. It's only fifteen by fifteen centimeters. Can you guess what it is?

Jack Russell Dog Sleeping Oil Painting by Laurel Moore.

Yes; we know it's a dog! Try again!

That's right, it's a baby Jack Russel Terrier, all curled up in a ball! Isn't he a cutie? I've called him "Sweet Dreams", even though he's not finished yet. And ok, I'll probably sell him on ebay in a couple of weeks at a criminally low starting bid. 

That is; if I can stop my husband from running off with all my paintings. Yes; it's true; if it's a puppy painting, he often runs off with it. "I don't want you to sell it, it's too cute!" he says, heading down the stairs. So there's me; wrestling with my husband and a painting.

It was funny watching him running down the stairs with his arms full of my paintings, the first time. I stood open-mouthed in disbelieve, I think.  Maybe I'll have to start hiding my puppies from my husband? I can't believe I just said that. I was going to remove it, but it made me laugh so, hee hee hee 

Rest assured at present, though.  I've given him one painting as a palliative; for his office. So; all is calm for now. I'll keep you posted though. It's dangerous being an artist.

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Hello everyone

What are you doing Axle? Who ever heard of a dog-skin rug?

That's a horrible image isn't it? It's alright though, Axle always looks like this, if it rains for too many days in succession. He also lays right in busy areas, too: if he thinks he hasn't received enough treats. Just so we don't forget him. Funny eh?

He's very polite too. If I'm hoovering or cleaning and say " Can you go and lay somewhere else Axle?" He always gets up and moves somewhere else. And if you give him food from your fingers, he always is extra delicate, so he doesn't hurt you! He is such a sweet dog. As long as you don't have to cut his toe-nails...............

Anyway, just what on earth is going on in my garden?

Strange Vegetables In My Garden.

Any ideas? Yes; it is another organic carrot, in case you're not sure. It was a big bugger, too. How did I eat it? With my mouth, dopey! Actually, I ate it grated raw in a salad. And yes, it was delicious. A little difficult to grate though, with all those nodules. But far more interesting than your average, institutionalized carrot. That must be the biggest word I've used in my blog so far!

My Buddlea is attracting all manner of buzzy things now. I was told to expect butterflies, not swarms of wasps! Guess which I've got? Actually I have had a few beautiful butterlies and that wierd Hummingbird Moth I told you about the other day. Here's a beautiful butterfly for you.

A little touch of summer for you. It's a Marble White (apparently) It was very beautiful, until I scared it away, tripping over a ceramic pot, while trying to focus my camera. Unfortunately, I broke the ceramic pot. It was out for recycling.

Luckily we recycle everything here in Switzerland. There's no such thing as rubbish men, where we live. The rubbish man, here, is my husband. We have to sort out everything and bag it up separately.

 I went to the rubbish-tip today; the foreman seemed to be having a lot of fun with his polystyrene breaking machine. I came back very smelly, but with a sense of satisfaction. Luckily I remember to wear my painting pinny. But then forgot to take it off in the mall. Must have looked like a funny butcher.

Here's an interesting butterfly fact. So pay attention at the back! I told you I used to be a teacher, didn't I? Anyway, it's very handy because butterflies taste buds are on their feet! Good thing men don't isn't it? They'd never taste anything except cheese, would they? "Hmm nice cheese" they'd say at every meal, no matter what they were eating.  

What's so special about cheese anyway? All the continentals go on about cheese, don't they? Personally, I think cheese is overrated.

Changing the subject completely, wasn't that programme on Victoria Beckham funny? With her posing and pouting herself to death. I wonder what the Americans thought of it? I'm sure you'll let me know! Maybe she knows something we don't? That every day is composed of a thousand poses or more? That you must live each moment of your life as a perfect photograph? I hope she tells you when you before you go to the loo!

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Hello folks

My Mug Of Tea.

What a lovely mug! My husband bought this as a pressie for me, after looking after him after his milk-induced asthma. What a sweetie! It turns out it came all the way from Scotland, too. I've been to Scotland and I've never seen cows as tall as that, have you?

"It reminded me of you" he said.

What? Now that's not the nicest compliment he's ever given me. But, it turns out he means it reminds him of me because I am always ruminating, you know chewing the cud. You see, I tend to graze for most of the day, eating lots of smaller meals, this seems to keep my energy up; for mooing.

Not quite sure what's growing out of my head in this photograph. I think it's a plant, but it doesn't really hurt.

We've had wall to wall heat-wave these past few days here in Fribourg, Switzerland. I'm sure I've been melting at times. But don't think I've been slacking in all this heat: I've still managed to paint, write, sing and of course moo.

Black Labrador Painting by Laurel Moore.

Isn't he adorable? He's called "Waiting To Play" It's a really dinky little ORIGINAL oil painting (20x20 centimeters) Such a bargain on ebay, too. But don't tell him that! (220131263735) is his ebay number. Someone has made him a bit stripy here. But, he's not really stripy. It's just computer antics.

Do you like puppies? Who doesn't?

Saw two teenage foxes yesterday. They were rolling over each other in play. They didn't even see me, though they were so close to me. They were having so much fun, bashing each other and rolling over each other. It was really funny to watch. It's just as well I wasn't a big, bad dog. I did have a big dog with me, but he's not bad and he was also having far too much fun to notice the foxes. They bounced away into next door's garden, which is very quiet, since they've gone away on holiday.

We also went to a Swiss Fete on Saturday. There was a lady there in the 90 degree heat selling woolly socks. They looked very itchy. There was a "Brocante" there (kind of a Swiss car-boot sale) I bought a 4 box set of  CD's of "La Musique De La Nature". The clue is in the title, yes; it's sounds of nature. I spoke to a few locals in my famous French. They seemed to understand, or they were very polite. I'm reading a french book at the moment called "War of the Gorillas". It's a book for youngsters, I'm not saying how young. You can't make me tell.......

 Then I ate a huge slice of chocolate cake, despite the fact that I usually avoid sugar. It was home-made and my God it was DIVINE. It was melting in that heat while I was eating it. It only made it more delicious. I'll never forget that chocolate cake............

There's an awful lot of quacking on this new CD set. My husband wandered up to the art studio wondering where all the quacking was coming from! The music is quite nice, but there's far too many beaks.....

Have a quacking day

P.s. you may be having trouble getting on moorethanart at the moment. My husband is doing lots of clever computer programming stuff to give the site a face-lift. So you can go straight to blog.moorethanart.com if you want to find my blog. C u there soon!

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Hello bloggers Enjoying a little better weather?

I thought I'd take you through a whole NEW painting today. Just for fun. I've just finished a lovely Boxer dog oil painting. He's such a lovely boy, with his serious face and square muzzle. So here we go.......

How To Paint, Painting Tips by Laurel Moore. 13th July 2007.

Colours: orange, burnt sienna, yellow, red, dark brown, naples yellow, yellow ochre, white, black, blue.

I start with the basics, placing all the features correctly. This is my under-painting stage. It's very important to take my time here. This is the important bit, 'cos it's very easy to put an eye too close to an ear, or a nose. If I go wrong here, everything will end up cock-eyed and I will have wasted my time. Sometimes I've done a whole painting before realizing the eye is wrong, what a waste of time!! Unfortunately I'm very-self critical, too; so I can't even con myself!   

I like to use a base colour that corresponds well to the subject. Neither too light, or too dark, so I can darken and lighten as I go. Here I used orange mixed with a bit of burnt sienna (that's reddy brown: you know like the autumn leaves)

How To Paint, Painting Tips by Laurel Moore. 13th July 2007.

I tend to work my way around the whole painting at once, adding lines and detail a little at a time. I often use a photo for inspiration, often prefering to take my own. Again, I pay very careful attention to my placing of lines and details here. This is the critical stage, where I have to be very accurate. I used to do a pencil underdrawing, particularly if a subject was very detailed. Mostly, now, I  just steam straight in with a paintbrush.

How To Paint, Painting Tips by Laurel Moore. 13th July 2007.

This is where it starts getting fun. Even if I make a mistake with oils, they are very flexible. I use refined Linseed Oil with my paints. If I dip my brush in the oil, then rub the colour onto a paper towel, it easily cleans my brush, without using smelly Turps. Equally; if I drop some Linseed Oil onto the painting it easily loosens the colour, if I want to remove it. I never use to White Spirits,Turpentine or other type of smell medium now: I find I always feel unwell, or get a headache and a stomach ache afterwards. And the smell is appalling! I don't think it's good for your health. Even when I've finished painting, to clean my brushes: I first rub off the excess paint with Linseed Oil, then clean my brushes off in simple washing-up-liquid.

I've starting bringing a wider range of  colour here, adding more light and dark. I rarely use black and always prefer to use a blue to darken, it seems to have more depth. Black seems to be very flat on a canvas. I try mix lots of brown to orange tones here. Variety, always brings more interest to a painting.

How To Paint, Painting Tips by Laurel Moore . 13th July 2007.

He's funny! He's starting to take form here, now. Starting to  become almost 3D. It's purely the use of different shades of colour that are bringing him to life. I love that process of bringing an animal to life, little by little. I try to think in 3D when I'm painting, too. Try to imagine the muscles tone, the direction of the hairs etc. I don't want the end result to be flat and lifeless. I want it to exude life and energy. I want you to think he might bite you! But only if he's a bad dog!

How To Paint, Painting Tips by Laurel Moore. 13th July 2007.

Now; he's really starting to have presence. Adding the eyes really does this. This is about one and a half hour's work, now. Sometimes I use thicker paint to highlight thicker areas, particulary the hair on his coat. But, it's just a case of working round with more colour and shade colours until he begins to look solid.

Boxer Dog Painting by Laurel Moore.

And there he is! After about three hours work. Looking adorably serious and shiny. I've called him  "Lovely Old Boy" And, yes; of course you can buy him in the future. He'll be up for sale on my site www.MooreThanArt.com and www.boundlessgallery.com in the future as a Limited Edition oil print. This means there will only be 250 prints like this in the world which you could own!

Don't forget there are two of my doggy ORIGINALS currently up for bids on ebay, copy and paste these numbers (below) when you get to ebay and you will find them: 220129970933, 220128160020. Both at the criminally low starting price of $22.50 with only a few days left to bid! 

Are you a have- a- go painter? Do you have one wriggling inside you? Go on! It's fabulous fun. Fill your life with colour! 

Chat to me anytime on questions@MooreThanArt.com especially about the artistic mountain we are climbing. Silly questions are most welcome!   It's a dangerous and lonely place to be.....

Hello everyone

Dog Drinking

Well; what can you do with all those puddles, puddling? Drink them, of course. Here's Axle having a good slurp. There's lots more of those Axle. Keep going.....

Lots of heavy rain-clouds everywhere. The weather doesn't seem to like the month of July, does it? We've had amazing wind though (be polite) But it gusts from nowhere, is very violent, then suddenly disappears! Very wierd. Sounds a bit spooky to me. And the rolls of thunder never seem to be that far away at the moment. Just as well I don't go for the sun-tan look. Well; it makes you wrinkly, anyway. But our dog is a little depressed. He loves mooching in our garden. Since it's his first (he used to have a balcony) But a garden and a dog is heaven. He rolls, he sniffs, he wanders, he snoozes. In fact everything you can imagine, he does in our garden (you have a good imagination, don't you?) Poor baby. He seems really down. It's the wet, you see. He can't be out in the garden getting soaked all the time. He doesn't like it, so he wanders back inside. It's cold, too. And he hasn't got his winter coat on anymore. It came off in the shower.

Yes; I have to put him in the shower. The problem is, Swiss people are not big, neither are they fat. So all the normal furniture and general household stuff is small. You couldn't fit a fat person in our shower. It's strictly slim-line only. Even my husbands hangers don't fit the width of the Swiss cupboards. It's true though - we like to count the fat people (not in a horrid way) it's just they're such a rarity. We end up saying "Oh look!" with surprise. It must be all that skiing and cycling and hiking: I think they are a very fit race, apart from their love of smoking (puff puff) I used to love a smoke, many moons ago. Thankfully I fill my lungs with Swiss air now, it's very invigorating (and sleep inducing) Anyway; back to the shower. Our dog only just fits in our shower. In fact, sometimes, I have to push him into position. So; he sits there a bit sheepishly for a while: a giant dog in a tiny shower. If you turn around, you invariably bang something and it hurts.

Gray or Grey Skies.

Here's some storm-clouds for you. Though I'm sure you've probably got your own.

Had the most bizarre experience yesterday. I saw a fairy on my Buddleia! (Thats a pretty purple shrub, in case you don't know) Well, it turned and looked at me as it darted from flower to flower. I stood there for about ten seconds with my mouth wide-open. Until I realized it was a hummingbird! But an animated hummingbird! It kept turning to look at me, too, with its little beady eyes.

Sadly; after looking on the internet, I discovered it was a rare sighting of a Clearwing Hummingbird Moth (which is often mistaken for a hummingbird) It was truly beautiful, though. About two inches, like a tiny animated hummingbird. It all quite threw me for a while (it hadn't helped that I'd just finished watching an animated fantasy on telly) Felt quite bananas for a while. .......

Our son managed to lock his new bike to a post yesterday! Without setting the bike lock numbers. Can you guess what happened next? Yes, the numbers reset and he wasn't able to unlock his new bike for a couple of days. You mustn't laugh. I didn't. I promise. He had to get a hack-saw and saw off his new lock. What an adventure! He kept ringing me up, after trying a few numbers, out of a possible choice of six million combinations! Thankfully, he gave up after half and hour and got a taxi home. Who needs a peaceful, normal life eh?

Keep dry and don't get wrinkly

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Hello all

"Open your eyes woman, the sun has come at last!"

It's true, we've had a one day heat-wave. Of course I wasn't ready for it. Didn't remember what to wear, or how to perspire. It was about 85 degrees, too. Our poor dog Axle was panting after two minutes, poor baby. It was deliciously lovely, though. And my tomatoes were revelling in the sun, even though my husband poured away their precious liquour by accident. It was a bucket of weeds and leaves covered in water. It had sat there for months, smelling beautifully. Ready to fertilize my tomatoes with nutricious juice.

"It smelt. There were Mosquitos in the water. Sorry, I didn't know you wanted it" He just thought it was full of rain-water. He has been a little poorly lately. He's had asthma from drinking milk. You wouldn't think the two are related would you? Well, we promise you they are for him. We've tried and tested it now. And every time he has milk a few hours later he has asthma. What an odd connection, eh?

Original Poodle Painting by Laurel Moore.

So; here he is waiting patiently for his knew master. He's very patient, isn't he? Waiting on ebay for you. He'll obviously be a very obedient dog. You'll have no trouble with toilet training either. He'll probably just go in that green field, there.

Here's a little lesson, well, I did used to be a teacher in England. So; no talking at the back please!

Poodles were owned by both the Egyptians and the Romans. Famous for their retreaving skills: you know, birds and such like. In fact their name comes from the words "splash in water".  Stop talking at the back! Their personality and intelligence has been a favourite with gypsies all over the world, most especially for their performing skills. You should have gone to the toilet at break time! The pampered pooch image we are familiar with, is only a recent history, when the rich Renaissance merchants began carrying a poodle  in their sleeve ( I nearly put poodles in their sleeves, but, I think realistically, you could probably only fit one poodle in one sleeve; you wouldn't want to squeeze them in, would you?)  One of the most misunderstood aspects of the poodle is why they are clipped in such a bizarre array of styles. Pay attention you may get tested on this! In fact, the poodle "look" is a direct result of its working and sporting heritage. It's not lunch time yet! Certain areas of the coat were clipped for mobility, while other areas were left to protect the vital organs and joints from the cold water. Ok, put your pencils, down!

Now that's jolly interesting, isn't it? Perhaps our hairstyles are the same? You know, a direct result of our sporting and working heritage. What were you in a former life? A sheep-herder? Or perhaps a rug?

Update: SOLD. This painting/doggy now lives in Iowa, America.

Oh, by the way my husband said my Toblerone photo looked rude! What can he mean? Makes you wonder what he does with his Toblerone, doesn't it?

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Hello all

Bar Of Chocolate Toblerone.

This is so funny! I forgot to show you this last week . This is me, after our visit to a new shopping center. Do you see the giant Toblerone? My, it was heavy, too. The biggest bar of chocolate I've ever seen! They make Toblerone here, in Switzerland. It's meant to be the Matterhorn, the most famous mountain in Switzerland, isn't it? There are other big ones too, you know. Rather a lot in fact. Anyway; this was mighty heavy for chocolate. Really heavy. It cost the equivalent of about fifty pounds, too. How long would it take for you to eat it? Fatty!

Unfortunately, as a dedicated chocolate lover, this is sadly the only chocolate I don't actually like. I find it really sickly. Maybe that's just as well............

On that day I managed to drop one strawberry tart and four tomatoes on the floor of the cafeteria.  Just one of those days, I suppose.

BIG NEWS! My original poodle painting is NOW up for sale on ebay! So don't delay for an unbelievably low starting price $22.50. Here's a little reminder for you. Why not make your life even easier by typing in the item number: 220128160020 on ebay?

Poodle Oil Painting by Laurel Moore.

Wow, aren't I gorgeous?

Update: This painting is now in Iowa, America.

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Hello everyone

Countryside, Field Of Corn With Cornflowers.

Here's a little taster of summer for you. SO. Where's our summer actually gone then?  Is it down the back of the sofa? I put in this sweet little picture of Cornflowers to give a little summer breeze to your day. Because I keep waking up to another overcast day. It's getting a little depressing now. Thank God for my summer dresses. At least I can go to my cupboard and stare at them........

The vast quantity of rain has filled out all the gaps in my veg patch now. There is no soil left. Unfortunately the ground is carpeted with voracious weeds, too. It's a scary business collecting veg now. Dangerous. I keep getting stung by all manner of stingers. Wondering which one of my extremities is going to puff up next. I'm sure it waits for me to venture in.

We got a little brave the other evening and tried out a different restaurant from our chosen two. Big mistake. A Chinese restaurant where everything seemed to be sweet. Why? What was it trying to cover up? My body doesn't like much sugar. Does any body? Anyway, I got mouth ulcers the next day. Nice.

Talking of my veg patch, true, it is crazy green, but it is producing all manner of goodies. Just look at this!

Funny Carrot.

Wow. Isn't it fab? He, or she do you think? I'm amazed I got it out in one pull. I was almost expecting it to start squealing, like those Mandrakes in Harry Potter. Thankfully, to my relief, it didn't seem to mind going in the stew pot. Nothing like having stew in summer, is there? Well, I've gotta use my veg, haven't I?

Please come back summer. Yes, we both know I love the rain. But a little balance would be good. And dog walks are little depressing at the moment.

Changing the subject, I dreamt I had a bath with our dog, Axle, last night. I was fretting about not having washed him for a while. But bathing with the dog? He's a big dog. In the dream I remember thinking, this is such a good idea, why don't I always do this? It saves on all that bending. Mad eh? I don't recommend it. Probably it would be painful, with all those claws. And hairy, too. Not to mention a bit.....wierd.

About Axle, our dog, I do have fun with him in the summer. His brown coat starts showing little clumps of white in the summer. So, it's great fun, I just give a little tug and a large clump of fur comes out. He stands there so obligingly for me, while I enjoy plucking the dog like a big brown chicken.

My dear husband is in the process of updating my www. MooreThanArt website. I had no idea that computer programming was such a nightmare! It's a whole different language, isn't it? Frightening. I purchased just one page the other day. Just one page! I nearly died of shock. Colon, arrows, squiggles and other gobbledygook. I do feel sorry for him now.  Since I did convince him to give it a face-lift. Even dismissing his protestations, with the confidence of someone who knows nothing about IT. 

The new site will be really funny though. It's animated with cartoon characters who come in and out delivering various pictures and paintings for the audience. Can't wait to see it up and running.

Don't worry I'll let you know here, as soon as I put any of my original paintings on ebay for bidding. So you can relax. Don't want to bring you out in a rash.  See u soooooon

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