scribble a doodle

I used to scribble and doodle a lot since I was
a kid. I don't know when exactly, but I stopped.
Scribbling became a burden somehow. I realized,
every time I start something, I was expecting
from myself, that it has to come into a result.
It was not only for fun anymore.

Three weeks ago I decided to start it again. I
start with some basic exercises. Lines, dots, etc.
No rules, no goals. A bit every night before going
to bed. So as my boy was in the hospital I decided
to take my drawing materials with me instead of
my knitting. When I couldn't sleep I continue my
scribble exercise. On Saturday night though I
wanted to do an illustration with watercolor and
I ended up with four postcards.



The only idea which I had already in my mind
before I started was the yellow stripes. Everything
else was just flowing at that time. I was just having
fun :) The exercise did it job!

the second time

.. staying overnight in the hospital for my boy.
The first time was at his birth. This time it
wasn't planned at all.



The doctor told me to let the hospital check his
blood, as he has been sleeping and having fever
for two days, headache, stomachache, kind of
neck stiffness, pale and weak all the time. But
luckily they didn't found any clue of meningitis
or bacteria in his blood. 'Only' a viral infection.
We had to stay overnight though, as he got an
infusion. They said he was drying out. I didn't
realized that, as he drank more than usual during
those two days.



The first night was a nightmare. I'm not sure,
either it was the new surroundings or the fever.
He was awake again and again. Sometimes with
pain, sometimes as if he was sleepwalking. I
couldn't sleep, as I was too worried.



The next day he was getting better, so that the
doctor said, he could go home on Saturday. We
played a lot to kill the time: Scotland Yard. I've
told him, that it was my fave game as I was a kid,
a few days before. So he was excited, that they
have it there.



On Saturday we were all ready to go. After breakfast
I packed our stuff together and we waited for the
ward around. My son was also waiting for his dad,
as he promised to pick us up. While waiting he's
getting more and more tired. His temperature
went up again :( As the doctor came, it was over
39°C. He was so disappointed, but we had to spend
another night there.



The first half of the night was also very agitated,
but his temperature was going down. And today
finally he has quite a normal temperature again and
we may go home. He was over the moon, especially
cause he may go directly to his father, who would
otherwise first pick him up in the evening :)
I hope, he'll be totally okay soon. I've heard from
the mother of his friend, that all boys in his class
are sick except for one. Bad virus is going round
it seems.



The photos I've shown here are from a mural in
the hospital. It was on the corridor of the pediatric
clinic. So lovely! It spreads such a happy feeling to
the viewers. I wasn't everywhere in the hospital,
but this is the most beautiful part that I've seen.
Too bad I forgot to ask, who the painter was. But
I will do it next week.

2009

Just a quick post, as my son will come home
soon - yayy! :)

I'm wishing you a Happy New Year!
May your 2009 be filled with health, love, peace,
luck, hope, happiness and contentedness!
Thank you for your friendship throughout the
years before. May our friendship will last forever.

adventurous

Remember I told you I wanted to knit myself a
complete outfit using the gray wool, but that
my idea was still intangible? Well, I've been
browsing to look for some patterns and finally
I've bought these booklets. They are full of
lovely patterns!


Berroco Booklet #281 and Norah Gaughan Vol. 3

But I know myself quite well, that I'm not discipline
to follow a pattern thoroughly. So I start with
another wool - it's the same quality as the gray
one, but in olive. I'm a coward, I know :P

I've chosen a sweater model: Crotona. I love
the shape, but like I thought, I start to change
the pattern as soon as I start to knit.



First I wanted to make this pattern only on the
border, but then I couldn't decide the wide of the
border. I kept on knitting, opening and knitting
again *sigh* Finally I thought I should make it
thoroughly. I actually really love the texture,
when I look at it from near. But as I tried it in
front of a mirror with a little distance, I started
to think differently - aaarghhh!!! So, I continued
to change the pattern and now I don't know either
I like it or not :(

I really don't know, if I will ever manage to finish
it *sigh* It would be too pity, if I don't, as I have
some really nice buffalo horn buttons. Normally I
don't like horn as material, but they are so beautiful,
I felt in love with them immediately.



Oh well, that's the result when a beginner wants to
knit like a master :P Maybe I'll open the whole piece
again and start from the beginning. Do you think,
I've learned from the past then? ;)

christmas

This Christmas is surely an unusual one.

My boy was normally staying with me till 23rd,
but this time he's already gone to his dad on 21st
and will stay a day longer there than usual too.
A haberdashery in town is closing, which breaks
my heart. So sad to see older, nice shops are closing
one by one and this town is filled with junk shops
day by day.

Around me I've heard some sad news before
Christmas - about friends and relatives passing
away. Most of all I was somehow shocked, that
one of the EuropeanStreetTeam's members has
also passed away: MundoGominola, a very
talented illustrator from Spain. It's a sad start
to Christmas.



I realized, how short life can be. I felt depressive
and melancholic for two days, didn't feel like
talking to anybody. I just had no words. Today
I feel a bit better. So, here I am again. Life goes on.

Last night I started to open up the packages
I've received. My boy has made me herbs
mixed salt in a textile bag, handmade by himself.
Mmmhhh... it smells so good!! My boss has given
me a pair of earrings and a necklace - so pretty!
As I wanted to open up the packages from my EST
friends, I remember I should make photos, so
I postponed it till this morning (ok, it was later
this morning, as I woke up late ;)) to have better
light.

Gretchen has sent me a lovely lavender pillow with
an embroidered word "Love" on it. I simply love it!!
So sweet and mhhh.. smells good (I love lavender :)) .
And I love the card with her illustration on it. Thank
you so much, Gretchen!!



And last not least.. I opened up the package,
which has made some of you curious also ;)



Jetty has sent me her beautiful "In the cold light
of day" print, matted and framed. I'm so happy,
as it is one of my favorite among all her work!
It's - like she called it herself - food for thought.
Thank you so much, Jetty! I hope, I'll finished
organizing my home soon, so that I can find a
nice place for your lovely work.
And thank you, Mitsy, for choosing Jetty as my
Secret Santa!!



This is surely an unusual Christmas. I'm grateful
for all the presents, that I've got, but I'm also
very grateful for the friendship and love that I feel
in every little gesture, smile, word and thought that
many people have sent me each day. That makes
my life so much worth in this world. Thank you
so much, my friends!!!

Merry Christmas to you!!