A postcard from Tyria

Screenshot of Hipachica standing on a snowy rooftop somewhere in Tyria

Dear Blog

I am so sorry I have been ignoring you of late. You see, I purchased a new game and became a Ranger called Hipachica who has been roaming the wilds and wastes of Tyria fighting the bad guys and helping the good.

I've become truly adept at throwing an axe and charmed an entire menagerie of pets.

Every evening when I think it's time to blog, I decide to just explore around the side of the next mountain and suddenly it's bedtime.

However, having explored most of the map and accrued nearly 30 levels of experience, plus a whole heap of junk to craft into something 'useful', I feel that I may actually allow myself an evening off to write to you.

Missing you. Let's catch up real soon.

Lisa
xx

PS: Do you like my outfit? Pretty cool eh?

The child within

I've made a series of postcard-size rectangles splattered with paint, pattern and stamping. I'm taking one in turn and turning them into something new based on what calls to me. This one had one red blob that just said 'rosy cheek'.

I don't often feel very grown up - but who wants to eh? I like to play. When we go to the park I'll be one of the few adults clambering up the climbing frame or discovering that swings now make me feel sick... (most annoying!).

We all know I love to play to paint of course. Sometimes the best course of action is to approach the exercise with the mind of a very young child and just have fun with the substance itself, but other times the play becomes an intense exercise with a very precise end goal in sight.

This one was somewhere in between the two!

A little piece for Sunday Sketches.