illustration friday small2

second attempt
illustration friday

illustration friday- small

came out too big,
oops,
better not say any more
apart from that I think I will try again.
will post when I have finished drawing
illustration friday

autumn classes

That's how impressed is el eni, but I have got my first gig.
:since I have a new plan; that I don't know if I mentioned here. I'm going to go back to the english classes plan.
(that's giving them! not taking them smartarse)
and I at least have my first client(s)(two girls, but only one paycheck)
but it's a start. :)
light at the end of the tunnel etc.


I am quite convinced that I can do it pretty damn well this time round.
I was floundering the first time when I took a job with a scammy school.
I knew it was a scammy school by the way the add said,
wanted: english teachers. no qualifications or experience neccesary.
Sort of gives the game away ¿no?
(how I love that little ¿no? thing)
Anyway, as is usual my mind has been mulling (punny hey) over it for a couple of years before digesting it properly and I am quite convinced that I can do a better job of it than any of these acadamies anyway.


Not to mention that if I can get a few students and especially if I can get a group with the help of Victoria and Paz, I can survive through until I finish studying.
and keep up a similar lifestyle to that which I have become accustomed.


since it's pretty cheap to walk in the park.
I just have to open my mouth and speak like a good boy from Cambridge.
If I was learning english, I'd want to learn to sound like an Australian, but people here are hung up on the idea that they come from the Spanish equivalent of Cambridge (well not according to those from Valladolid) and therefore want to speak English like the English, the Cambridge type of course.
their loss.
A little aside, for those who don't know; in Spanish the language is not normally called Spanish. If you get my drift. you can call it español but it is more properly, and commonly called castellano (pronounced cas.tel.yano with very little L sound. That's really another letter, the LL, although it now doesn't figure as such in the official acadamy. there used to be three extras, la elle, (LL), la eñe (Ñ) and la che, (CH), but now theres only ñ.(cost benefit calculations once keyboards came around))
my idea of the reason for the choice would be that Castellano (Spanish to us) is only one of several languages spoken in the Iberian peninsula, and in many parts is not the one people use. (although I get the feeling one can get by with only Spanish in most places. you just stand out as an outsider, which is par for the course for any anglo-saxon boy, or girl)


any how enough about that.
I'm been going on and on ¿no?
I'm going to have to take my little mate down to the street as he has finally left the bed, an hour and a half after me, and probably would like to take a leak.
I've got him on my lap now so I'll spin him out another few minutes.
poor little guy


can't explain why I stuck so many photos of autumn leaves in today
I'll try and remember to take the camera with me today and go to the Canencia and then I'll have post autumn trees. and valleys; and mountain sides and snow covered peaks. anyway you will see
might be the last chance for a while
OK well eni is starting to become a little insistant so I better post this and get him to the fire hydrant, as it were.
I'll leave you with a sort of painterly photo, I say sort of because I'm sure I could photoshop it and get a painting out of it.


see you tomorrow for an illustration friday

illustration friday- free

you all know by now, illustration friday





I'd write somethng but might ruin it

bragger

My blog is worth $0.00.
How much is your blog worth?

apparently same as my artwork
ja ja

illustration friday-strong

another illustration friday entry, possibly the worst yet, more like a doodle friday.
the only idea I had, done while listening to Lourdes read me correspondance between Claude Eatherly and Günther Anders (so I suppose thats where the mushroom cloud comes from) maybe something about claude would have been more deep and appropriate.


sorry it's so late as usual, I spent a whole day trying to decide if I would put it up. (and then I was swayed by having to bend down to plug the scanner in)
One of these days I am going to get in position a bit higher up. I am always rareing to go on friday morning but I don't get the email until my friday afternoon and I am normally on other things by then.
anyhow glad to be alive

(the samursocial number is another story, for another post.
heavy day with the resident homeless guy here, (¿can you be resident homeless?))

my appearance on the tele

this is sort of old news, but for those who didn't know the cycling came through town a few weeks ago, and I went wild with delight, later tempered slightly for reality, but this entry isn't to whinge about deadbeat officialdom, but in a rare show of complicity by your's truly, to celebrate sporting endevours and to getting on the tele without even trying

the first weekend was the visit of the vuelta a españa to madrid for the last stage, and glory be, they went for a road race stage, when they almost always end with an individual time trial, which is a very different category of spectacle.
and best of all they came right past my front door, not once but twice.
as you can imagine I was pretty thrilled although I actually went to the very same park that I always go to, la dehesa de la villa, because they arrived there to climb the scenic little hill that goes through this pretty big forest park.
I have mentioned all this in another post, come to think of it.
anyway that's where we were when we first got on the tele, and even if it wasn't that was a pretty nifty piece of alliteration.


and so you can see how literally I mean right past the house,


then they came past again, and we had moved up the hill slightly, although this time it was even harder to spot us there


and another view from the helicopter as they came back past the house,


then the very next weekend the UCI cycling world championships was staged in Madrid and as my luck was holding the women came past 6 times, the mens under 23s 8 times and the elite men on sunday came past the house 13 times
as you can imagine I took quite a few shots, I'll post some in another post


anyway the camera missed me in almost all of the circuits, and then I made the error of standing in the shade, although I wasn't trying to get on the tele anyway, I insist.


but when the penultimate circuit came around I was down the very bottom of the hill carretera de la dehesa de la villa and standing in the sun and you cant miss me, first as a french rider, (nameless, in this blog at least, for lazyness to find it out, and because this is all about me, sportmanship comments earlier not withstanding), who was off the front of the bunch came past...


and then as the second camera caught the spanish attack (I think this was Alexander Valverde, who eventually placed second on the day) while a pair of aussies were working to try and reel the frenchman in, I got my best exposure yet


after that the house appearing was second fiddle


sorry I took so long to come back and finish up here, and I would like to throw my thoughts the diggers way, for yesterday. (11 11)
until next time
au revoir
(spelling!)

it's just like I dreamed

having gone out and climbed la morcuera today on the new shebeast I am all kind of blown out but can't stop smiling stupidly, (although maybe thats the drugs)

if you click on the image you will see one of the reasons why there should be a time to smile and a time to, . um.. oh I don't know.
to think a few months ago and I was all doom and gloom, but remembered that there's always cycling, and then I broke my bike and then along came orbea and miguel at the bike shop to make me an offer to turn my life around, although he was just trying to sell a bike.


Today was the first time that I did any k's on her
(funny how until now all bikes have been hims or its for me, not hers)
I took her out yesterday to el pardo, (which is where the king and all the other spongers live, so can't be too bad a spot, shame about the sound of gunfire that is continual there.. . bad king. ) and took some photos, (I know, surprise, surprise)


thats madrid city in the background above


one of the gates that keeps the terrorists out.


didn't do many likometres yesterday though, too busy looking for that good shot, without too much success.


that's probably the best effort and it cost me a bunch of scratches and more.
That's what I go through to bring you this blog.
Somebody make a comment and it'll all be worthwhile
(don't forget to click on one of the images to see the problem at home!)

illustration friday night fever

first thing that came to mind



hello to any illustration friday viewers, and anybody at all.
smiley face

dia's end

what an afternoon, or more specifically, what a spectacular sky



I mean to say really I believe that I appreciate all types of skies, and have done my best to stay in contact.


I offer these two skies from yesterday in my defense



but the sunset today was hard to beat for sheer beauty, it just kept getting more and more intense


with a range of details and each more spectacular than the last


at least it took my mind off the job interview, cattle conditions and all, that I subjected myself to today.
speaking of changing the subject....


isn't that woody woodpecker?