Am I ever thankful Rain gives us examples to go along with her art prompt. After scrolling through her suggestions, I knew what I wanted to do for this week’s Mechanical theme.
I stumbled on an image I wanted to do for Rain’s Harvest theme and didn’t have time but it so happens the idea works purrfectly for this week’s.
Photographing my doodles always makes the image too dark so I did a little photo-editing using the ‘newspaper’ effect in Pixelmator with this one.
I like the graininess in the newly vamped illustration, what do you think? It’s funny in an interesting way of how one’s memory gets jogged. While drawing this picture, I was reminded of a time when I was a little girl a whole lot of years ago. If I darned guess how old I was I’d say I was between the ages of 6-8. Anyhow, one summer day Anita and I were helping Robbie cut grass. You might recall those names from the Magic Slippers story I shared. We were really too young to be messing with Robbie’s Dad’s lawn tools but there we were cutting the grass. I can’t even remember what I was doing when I yelled at Robbie to give me the grass sickle. It’s beyond me why he did what he did next but chalking it up now as youthful ignorance. Robbie threw the sickle across the yard. I had to be two or three yards from him. The sickle hit my leg on the side just above my knee. At first, I didn’t react. I just felt a hard blow. A nearby neighbor, Mrs. F happened by at the time to visit Robbie’s mom and saw my leg. It was her gasp of terror and shrill voice that scared me too death. I looked down saw the blood and went home crying to Mommy but not before seeing the look of horror on Robbie’s face that said, “I think I’m in trouble”. No doctor’s visit needed. Shoot, my folks couldn’t afford to take me every time something happened. If it looked like I wasn’t going to die then it was home remedies every time and this was no exception. The wound was washed, iodine applied, and covered with a bandaid then back to playing again. To this day, I have a small scar on my leg reminding me of that incident and the dangers of not using yard tools wisely.
I have one more contribution for today’s prompt. I sketched this in June for Father’s Day for DH. Dad’s deserve a break, too! And, what better way is there to have a pretty girl cutting grass in short shorts and heels. Okay not so practical but it’s a dreamy vision nonetheless. 🙂
Thanks for stopping in with your coffee for a peek at my masterpiece and …oh yeah for not spilling it on my artwork. lol It’s been a super pleasure to share my sprinkle of talent I have with you this morning. 😘 If you like to see what others are bringing to the art play date, then I invite you to high tail it over to Rain’s Garden to browse through the gallery of artistry!
This is DH’s off Friday, so I’ll be MIA in Blogosphere but I hope you’ll join me on the dance floor with First Grade Songs – songs that were popular the year you were in first grade (or when you were 6 yrs old) on Monday’s Mewsic Moves Me on Sunday!
X💋X💋, Cathy