all mixed up in the wash...

Friday afternoon. Putting my feet up after an endless day at work with a cup of lukewarm tea and a big sketchbook perched precariously on my lap. Things are just as they should be and now capping off a productive week with a spot of playful illustration. It seems all my fingers have developed a mind of their own and can draw nothing but flailing arms and bendy boned people. But I can't complain as long as there's still creativity time. Keep on sketchin'.

P.S Unfortunately the very last drops of ink from my Natural Gray Copic Marker died in the making of this piece. However fortunately an excuse to visit the art supply shop has arised!

Here's to happy coincidences and white lies.

C is for Chanell xox

put your hands in the sky...

Four lovely friends...

Three new illustrations...

 Two well worn black markers...

...and one lonely sketchbook.

Here's to scrambled eggs and tumble dry.

C is for Chanell xox

Baking is bliss...

Birthdays to me always mean spending some time in the kitchen and whipping up a batch of my vanilla cupcakes. So for my little sisters sweet seventeenth I sneakily baked her a little surprise. And you can't have them in just one colour, oh no! A whole rainbow of colour and as many sprinkles as you can shake from the bottom of the jar. Baking is bliss.

Heres to splashing about and sprinkles.

C is for Chanell xox