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Mingus Sketch. 4 x 6 watercolor on paper. © 2018 Sheila Delgado

Small Stones. 4 x 6 watercolor on paper. © 2018 Sheila Delgado

Postcard. 4 x 6 acrylic on paper. © 2018 Sheila Delgado

Sketch book is starting to fill up. I love the sound and feel of the wrinkly, crinkly paper. Each time I flip for a new page, I am reminded of these small accomplishments. For some reason, the small white pages are less intimidating. The book is a place for fun.

So, busy sketching, just not getting as far as posting them. More on the way.

This last piece was palette knife practice. It started as an abstract. I have five nearly empty bottles of paint on my desk. Trying to use them up before next month.

Next Month!! Next week!!

Better get to it!

Happy weekend everyone!

Warm Thankfulness

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A small brown paper package found its way to my mailbox.

Inside, this wonderful work of art!

Give Thanks, postcard. Michelle Rembert. Global Art Swap November 2017

Did you notice the little bird?

I just love the simple marks, and warm colors. I can tell Michelle had fun making this!

This tiny pop-up arrived as well.

I just love this little card. So cute! It made me think of a Cracker Jack prize. Remember how excited you were to find it? I don’t know who thought these up, but I think they are the bee’s knees!

Thank you Michelle! Your joyful gifts made me smile!

Today I am thankful for real mail, new friends, Pete home from the hospital, and Mom’s turkey soup! Also most grateful for the weekend’s sales in my Society6 shop! Well, that’s just a start.

What are you thankful for today?

Enjoy!

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Eucalyptus on my mind.

Eucalyptus trees have a minty, pine scent with a touch of honey. There are more than 600 eucalyptus species throughout the world. These trees hold a strong place in my childhood memories.

Meeting my oldest and dearest friend. Rainy nights, and foggy mornings. The crunch of fallen bark. Sticky leaves in my hand. If you have ever breathed in their fragrant scent, you are sure to never forget it.