Scribbles and Snippets

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In this blog I you can find out what's going on in my studio and where to see my work exhibited.

Back from the Dark Ages

MiscellaneousPosted by Angela Heidemann Tue, May 24, 2011 20:52

Over the last 28 hours, we have participated in a Scotland-wide educational project about life before electricity. Participants were chosen at random by the raging storm that passed through the North at tornado-speed bringing down trees and power lines all over the country.

28 hours without power. How does one cope??! The kids were baffled and amazed. No telly, no light, no heating, hot water, microwave, fridge, phone... No INTERNET!!! Can one survive like that? Is life still worth living?

Half way into the evening I found a disparate son in the darkening living room. He had wrapped himself in a blanket against the cold and was staring forlornly at the tv. When I asked what he was doing, he said he was 'resting'. Poor soul. Habits are so hard to break. It WAS his usual telly time.

Thankfully, I was exposed to a generous number of camping holidays in my youth, so I could share valuable life lessons like 'playing cards by candlelight' and 'boiling water in a saucepan' (yes, it can be done without a kettle!) and 'doing the dishes by hand'. 'Having an early night' was another one.

Still, when the juice wasn't back by 6 pm this evening, even I was getting electricity withdrawal symptoms. In my case they manifested in staring at my full washing machine and fretting over the freezer.

Panic set in when I almost ran out of battery on my mobile - the last remaining link to the outside world short of actually leaving the house and talking to the neighbours. So I used my last remaining minutes to phone a friend in Kinross. 'Can I invite myself to your house and charge my phone? Now?!' is not one of my usual conversation openers. I don't see this friend very often. I got a catch up and a hot cup of tea in the bargain. Maybe they should switch of the juice more often?

A case of SERENDIPITY

MiscellaneousPosted by Angela Heidemann Sat, May 14, 2011 16:33

Here are the first pictures of our new little houndling. Serendipity (Dip) is a unique and original once-off Deerhound-Poodle confection, also known as a "poo-hound".



Serendipity - the definition


1.
The faculty of making fortunate discoveries by accident.

2. The fact or occurrence of such discoveries.

3. An instance of making such a discovery.


Three examples of serendipity at work

1. Our friends' stud deerhound discovers the poodle dame is up for it. Noone is watching. Hooray!
2. We drop by our friends' house the day after they had a surprise visit from the canine stork and Nicky discovers that we urgently need another dog. A lucky day for an unplanned visit.
3. Nick knows that not only puppies can make puppy eyes and discovers that pester power in combination with charm WORKS.

And now Serendipity is 8 weeks old and has joined the Heidemann pack. Let's hope, she finds us serendipitous as well!


Little Dip and her proud Uncle Wallace


The Paper Tiger and the Book Worm

MiscellaneousPosted by Angela Heidemann Wed, May 11, 2011 16:18
With all this holidaying and organising exhibitions and the Peacock & Tortoise logos and signs, I got a bit distracted from my own work, but here is my latest picture - the paper tiger and the book worm.
I'm currently working on two new etchings. A press at the DCA is booked, so hopefully there'll be more new stuff to look at on the blog soon.

The Dahab Effect

MiscellaneousPosted by Angela Heidemann Wed, May 11, 2011 15:16
A few weeks ago we got back from the Easter holiday that nearly didn't happen. We had booked two weeks in Egypt a while ago. Soon after, Egypt became a bit more exciting than the average family of tourists is comfortable with and we were on the brink of cancelling.

By March, however, Mubarak had been successfully removed from office and our flight was to Sharm el Sheik anyway - far away from political upheaval. We swiftly decided to stay clear of Cairo and the obvious trouble spots and indulge in a fortnight of diving, snorkelling and generall chilling out. Who wouldn't after this winter?!
The guide books informed us that Sharm itself was quite a lively tourist spot - something we didn't find quite so 'sharming'. Bernie, my genious husband, discovered the much quieter ex-hippy resort of Dahab one hour North on the Red Sea coast and we all agreed that this sounded more like it: excellent diving and snorkelling, reportedly very laid back and more geared towards individual travellers.

Now that we're back, I still can't quite believe I haven't dreamt this holiday. We arrived in Dahab in the middle of the night and were shown into a beautiful appartment. Tim, the owner, had left the fridge stocked and a hot roast chicken was sitting on the kitchen counter waiting for us. So our holiday started with a midnight feast on the balmy roof terrace, lounging on the Arabian cushions under a palm frond canopy listening to the last call of the muezzin and the closeby surf rolling gently against the pebbles. You get the general idea.

The next morning, we woke up to the cries of the next door cockerel and the bleating of the goats in the street. We were 20 meters away from the beach and 2 minutes from the village town square. Not the tourist part either, but the Bedouin village where shopping was not conducted in English and not haggling was considered bad manners.

Nick soon became very friendly with the baker across the street because he had the best and cheapest sweet breakfast rolls and a pound of freshly baked sweet biscuists cost only a pound. Guess how he invested his pocket money.

Tim, our host, is a seasoned expat-dive master who is so laid-back he makes the Great Lebowski look frantic. He signs his emails with 'Peace to the Reef!' and organised the most magical individual dive trips for us (- me just snorkelling. I'm a low-tech kind of girl.)

I will keep the rhapsodising short, but the Red Sea has the most northerly coral reef in the world and it is stunning. Even as a snorkeller, you see so many polychromatic fish and coral right by the coast that it feels like swimming in the tropical section of a very well stocked aquarium. Right at the beginning of my first foray into the water on day one I came across a massive Lionfish. I squeeked so enthusiastically that I nearly lost my snorkel! Within 5 minutes I had spotted 4 more and the excitement subsided a little. But honestly, imagine swimming with Nemo. It was as colourful as any Pixar-animated underwater fantasy. The boys even saw a ray eventually. Luckily no sharks!

On the non diving days, we just ambled along the coast, picked a shady beach cafe and spent the entire day reading, lounging, playing cards and dipping into the sea when we got too hot. It took us exactly one day to completely unwind and on day three of the holiday I had already lost track of what day of the week it was. It was later explained to me that that was the Dahab-Effect. The place just oozes relaxation and happiness.

Normally, after about 10 days, I begin to look forward to home a bit, but not this time. Fortunately, some benign fate smiled on us again and so we arrived back to a SUNNY Scotland. Unbelievable.

So that was Egypt. Enjoy some of the photos. Oh, and before I forget: Nicky had a new plan for the future: he wants to open Scotlands first camel safari center. Lol!



Gallopping into Spring

MiscellaneousPosted by Angela Heidemann Thu, March 24, 2011 11:49
Last weekend, we greeted Spring the equestrian way: we took part in our first endurance ride.

They call the non-competitive rides 'pleasure rides' and a pleasure it was, but don't you believe the non-competitive bit. Tess and Harley certainly didn't. They tried to outrun every horse we met on the forest tracks of Tentsmuir and gave us some great gallops. Even after 17 km they still had plenty of go in them.

Oh to be out again and feel the wind in your hair! Hah...someone stop me before I wax sentimental. But what a great way to start the spring that was!

And now the sun's really come out and the thermometer has reached two digits! I've had to take my coat off at the yard today. I'm still in shock. Before Easter??!

The hens have also acknowledged the passing of winter and are laying plenty of eggs for the Easter bunny. In fact, some of them think they ARE the Easter bunny: They've taken to hiding their eggs. We found 8 in the coal bunker the other day!

So now I'm looking out of the window enjoying the brief time when you can be in the garden but don't have to mow the lawn yet.

Enjoy the sunshine!


The Peacock & the Tortoise

MiscellaneousPosted by Angela Heidemann Fri, February 25, 2011 23:35

My friends Trudy and Mhairi have embarked on an exciting adventure: they are about to open a textile craft/haberdashery/quilting shop on Perth's George Street. We all think this is wonderful and can't wait until the end of March when the shop will finally open its doors.
The girls have asked me to design a logo to go with their lovely Edwardian shop front, a postcard and the shop sign. As you can see, the logo and postcard designs are finished. I'm just about to get up the courage to tackle the 30 x 30 inch canvas which which will become the shop sign. (The image is going to be photographed and printed onto a more weather-proof material eventually. Very fancy.)
I'll keep you updated about the shop, but I think I might have to hide my credit card once it's open or I'll end up spending all my money there!
Do you think they'll accept payment in kind???


Paper tigers and other strange creatures

MiscellaneousPosted by Angela Heidemann Fri, February 25, 2011 23:19
Here are two more new paintings for you:
Paper Tiger
Grains of Truth

Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year

MiscellaneousPosted by Angela Heidemann Sun, January 02, 2011 23:00
Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year to all of you!

As you can see, the snow won't go, but I hope that didn't spoil anyone's festivities. Go with it! We have a new sledge and it certainly does.

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