Holiday finished, back to work!

Mushrooms

Just came back from Hájenka, la nostra casetta nella foresta! And here are some of the mushrooms we found. It is so nice to draw outside and mix colours with the spring water, which was just brought by my grandfather in a bucket from the forest!

Don't forget to play!

We invented, or maybe just reinvented for ourselves, this great game which I just called FOUR LINES GAME. After three very cold and quite intensive days in London we sat in that pub next to the canal in Camden and played this: One of the couple draws something in just four lines and the other one guesses what it is. For us it were only things, situations etc. connected with that three days in London. If the guess is wrong, the first player draws four more lines, the second one guesses again and so on and on. Each set of four lines means one point - more points you collect, less successful you are. G. won, by just one point, which almost doesn't count, does it?

It is not just fun and couple-gluing-lovely-time-wasting-best-consumed-with-beer game, but also a way to remind and remember some great, inspiring or pleasant moments, to capture them and get some adrenalin of the competition in your veins. 

If you try, let me know! I've written down the correct answers of our game - the global warming was a hard one, that's where I lost it! 

And, I came back home with some wonderful books which G. bought for me in Tate, bless this trifolino! 

Both are great, check:

         

And another book came with me in my cabin suitcase, the third one in my small collection:

Embéčko again

I was so busy with watching the 13th series of Midsomer Murders that I had no time left for drawing (except the times when I was sketching inspector Barnarby). I was also researching online and in my mind for the Trafalgar book I have written some years ago, and it needs to be said that I got quite far – I've found the perfect format for the book. So now just the drawings... Fair enough. This is a sketch of the hero of the book – brave admiral Nelson.

And here is my little animated banner for the Embéčkem kolem světa book: 

Viking in love

Winter + February + cold + strength + birthdays of people I love + snow flakes falling outside right now + ABBA + Czech history + old legends + kindness = this Viking in love (in love with his motorbike and a cat called Delilah and a girl he once met in a pull-up)

And not to ignore the imported and here by many cursed Valentine's Day, here's for us:

Za trochu lásky

Jaroslav Vrchlický

Za trochu lásky šel bych světa kraj,
šel s hlavou odkrytou a šel bych bosý,
šel v ledu – ale v duši věčný máj,
šel vichřicí – však slyšel zpívat kosy,
šel pouští – a měl v srdci perly rosy.
Za trochu lásky šel bych světa kraj,
jak ten, co zpívá u dveří a prosí.

And for those who cannot understand, the poem means basically this: I would walk...

La mia frangetta nuova

Just to express my happiness over my new fringe...

Before and after!

Faces

Hats are mysterious - you never know what hides under.

I think G. will get one for his birthday!

Goblin of Prague

Sometimes the talks with my boyfriend are so inspiring. Like when we talk about faith or moral standards.

Sometimes they make me angry. Like when we talk about herbal medicine.

Sometimes they make my cry while smiling. Like when we talk about our dreams for future.

And sometimes... sometimes they make me laugh to death...

G: You can draw that mysterious goblin of Praha.
Z: Co? Do u mean Golem?
G: Ah, yes, Golem.

or...


Z: ...and there is the famous Czech film festival in Karlovy Vary.
G: Ah. Where is it?
Z: In west Bohemia. It is a spa city.
G: Hm. And why does it have an Italian name?
Z: ???
G: You said it is called Carlo Vivari.
Z: ...

And just a little doodle for today...

Tvořiví ptáci a další skici / Creative Birds and other sketches

Tvořiví ptáci v Hyde Parku. / Creative birds in Hyde Park.

Winsor and Newton

Mourek, e-kniha, Jumping Cavia, den v casettě. 

/ Mourek cat, e-book, Jumping Cavia, a day in casetta.