Quand les voix dans ma tete…
The last couple of evenings, the garden has been magical. Fireflies took over the wild and crazy chaos and twinkled everywhere at once. I sat on the steps and watched enchanted. What a show! After a long delighted while I went in to draw and paint the moment. The pilot in me added the little wings at the feet, because, even fairies need a rudder to fly through the night!
Mussikkii is a small cafe, and I mean small, in Kingston, Ontario.
It has become a hang out for me when I am in Kingston. A place to sit and sketch surrounded with some of the loveliest people in the city. Monday nights they host a fabulous Jazz band who welcome other musicians to join them in the tiny place that serves for a stage. Musiikki is more bar than cafe, whiskey bar actually, but they serve coffee and tea and chocolate. I just sketch and I love that I am not alone with the sketch pad.
Long live the dandelion! Always beautiful, full of promise. They are summer, all bright yellow, bursting through the fledgling green of spring to reflect the sunshine. Dandelions are a healing plant: root, leaf and flower, but most of all, all that yellow is a healer for the winter weary soul.