Whoops

Remember my last post when I couldn't find the camera.  I pointed in the direction of the girl's and K.  I was wrong.  I found the camera yesterday.  It was tucked up nice and cosy in my knitting basket.  So cosy and comfy and well, hidden.  Luckily I had been quite relaxed about the lack of camera.  I did not rant.  I did not stamp or scream and actually I did not search high and low for it.  I did, however, laugh out loud when I found it.  I also chuckled quite a lot when I told Nellie and Belle.  They thought it was highly amusing and Belle did say 'Gosh I really did think it was me'.  Obviously it wasn't.  Well a little late but better than never some photos of Donna Wilson's work at the Yorkshire Sculpture Park.

This way please

The rug under this little chap's feet was amazing.  He was really rather splendid too.

Donna's art work was really enchanting.  I loved it.  It made me want to get out the paints and have a go. 

Just having a nap!

Looks a little sly - see how far apart his eyes are!

Inuit kisses

Let's make a nest!

I thought I had taken more photo's than this but at least it gives you a taste of Donna's work. 

The Sculpture Park is well worth a visit and I am sure we will be back soon. 

B.U.M

Just sat down for a quick bloggy catch up and post and BUM can't find the camera.  Those pesky girl's have had it somewhere or K has taken it into school.  Oh well it will have to wait until later.  Having a lovely week this week.  Little bit of working, lots of painting of furniture and doors, seeing nephew, going to Studio today and then coffee with lovely friend tomorrow.  Happy Days!  Will try and post with pictures tonight I would love to share the work of Donna Wilson whose work I admired at the Yorkshire Sculpture Park at the weekend.  Oh Diane think I have solved the picutre problem the setting on the camera was for the highest quality picture and not for blogs or e-mails.  That's why there were lines and it was taking an age for the pictures to download.  Hopefully the next time I try I will have more success.  TTFN.

YSP

Today the Two Bones Gang - lol - went on an outing to the Yorkshire Sculpture Park.  As it is only a hop and a skip away from us up the M1 we have been a few times but it was the first time we had ALL been together.  It never disappoints.  It was busy though as it was the last day for one of the exhibitions.   The lit up heads above were huge and a little eerie for my liking.

Sculptures made from lots of letters all welded together these I liked a lot.

This metal curtain was made up of lots of words they were beautiful and made a gentle noise when you ran your hand down them.  I am not sure if the piece of work actually read something as a whole or if it was single words whatever it was wonderful and the shadows it cast were magical.

My new boot toppers.  I am loving boot toppers this is my second pair.  It looks like you have a chunky pair of socks peeping out from the top of your boots but it is just a cuff - marvelous.  I could not fit a thick pair of socks inside my boots to save my life as I have chunky legs so this is a fab way to layer up.  Keep your legs warm too.  They do, however, make your legs look very funny when you take off your boots.  Do you like my boots, Fly boots from my mum as my xmas present.  I love them and have already worn them almost daily since I got them.  They are unbelievably comfy and have not caused me any pain.  I have seriously fussy feet and do have trouble getting shoes that look ok and are comfy.  It's an age thing.  These are perfect.

Huge shirt - there were three of these in a row.  We wanted to climb inside and poke out heads out of the top for funny photos but you couldn't - it would have been fun.

More sculptures I am ashamed to say I can't remember the artists name.  The were super.  

Girl's having fun.

Grown ups having fun too

A little label in a greenhouse there were more but this one appealed most.

We all had a lovely time. had a stroll, had a coffee and cake, called in at Elsecar Heritage Centre on the way home and Wingham Wools which is in Wentworth. 

A perfect way to spend my birthday.  Another year old but probably not any wiser. 

Back tomorrow to share photos of the exhibition of Donna Wilson's work which was also on display.  TTFN.

RAOK and Rainbows

Yesterday when I got home from work there was a parcel on my step.  I hadn't ordered anything so was a little surprised.  A little note was sticking out of the top and I recognised the writing immediately.  It was from my lovely friend S.  I peeked in and there was a jumper.  Not just any jumper but a spendid mohair jumper with a rainbow on the front and sleeve.  I danced around with it - a lot - and it was admired by the girls.  The youngest two announced that they would share it as they were kind and liked to share.  This morning I tried the jumper on and made the executive decision that it was going to be MINE.  Want to see it?

Thank you very much S -  I LOVE IT and will wear it lots.

Oh rainbow jumper love and it is not itchy.  S told me that she had had it 25 years at least.  By my reckoning that was the height of mohair jumper love.  I used to sit in the staffroom of the Bank I worked in and knit pofusely in mohair as did my colleagues.  We used to send off to the Mills in Wakefield and Bradford and buy mohair in huge quantities.  Ah those were the days.  By the way can you see Dyl all snuggled up on the sofa he is such a lazy pooch.  Also I cannot contain my excitement as I am now the owner of a pair of Levis and I have been pranching around the living room shaking my bootie in my first pair or Levis.  They fit like a dream Betty brought them back from a local retail park and they were the grand sum of £25.  Oh yeah.

My second RAOK was actually the first.  Just before Christmas I met up with Diane as I was working near to where she lived.  We met at a lovely Garden Centre at Wentworth.  We had cake and coffee, we chatted a lot and we had a wonder around.  As we were leaving Diane presented me with a gift all prettily wrapped in a festive bag and tissue paper.  The tag attached said 'You had one wish, you could have wished for George Cloony but you wished for this'.  I must admit I didn't get it at first.  I was naughty and opened the pressie right there and then.  I am normally controlled and place gifts under the tree and this year I was very restrained and didn't even 'feel' my pressies under the tree.  I am a very good guesser of gifts before they are unwrapped so this year I refrained.  The present was so thoughtful and was very generous.  It was a little dolly and Diane had put a little note on her.  It was one of her old dolls and she had made it's little skirt and her mum had crocheted the poncho.  She had it in the 70's and she gave it to me.  How kind is that.  You may now wonder what the wish business was about.  Well Diane is a friend of mine on Facebook and one day before Christmas I had seen a dolly in a charity shop.  I didn't buy her but regretted it.  I do love a vintage dolly and I posted that I had been a good girl and that all I wanted for Christmas was a new 'vintage' dolly.  Diane read it and thought of me and gave me one of her old dollies.  Here she is sat amongst some of my other dollies - she looks right at home doesn't she.

I know my other dolly needs clothes - it's on my to do list.

Such a sweetie and a very much appreciated gift.  Thank you Diane.

Oh just before I go it's sort of a rainbow day all around her at Two Bones.  The girl's are making a rainbow cake.  Very colourful.  They have promised to clean up after themselves.  Think they will - erm probably not.

Yum

Oh btw George Cloony or a vintage dolly - vintage dolly everytime.  Sorry Diane but I would probably not recognise George Cloony in the street - true fact. 

Last thing snippet of conversation in our house today.  Nellie 'what are we doing today?' K 'not much just having a chilling out, tidying up, listening to footie on the radio sort of day' Nellie 'oh just remember not to get stressed when we don't jump up and help'.  LOL.

Wonder what happened to the vintage dolly in the Charity Shop - wonder no longer I drove back the next day and bought her.  She will have a post of her own very soon.