Oh dear I have lost my tail

Up early this morning, resting on my seat with a view.  Spent the whole day working with my shoe images.  Guess unconciously I am drawn to the feet, seeing as I cannot walk far with this cumbersome ” walking plaster” boot thing.  It is very restricting, but then I guess its meant to be.  I am off to hospital after breakfast to have another xray and see if it needs putting in plaster, hoping not.  I managed to persuade them before christmas to give me the boot, they wanted to plaster, so watch this space.

Here is an image I like and this time there is no feet only mermaid tails,  original drawing executed in oil pastels, paint and pencil.  It was inspired by a dream about a mermaid and her tail fell off and could be seen floating down deep into the depths of the sea

Oh no my tail has gone?

Last night I had a dream that I remembered, you see I hardly ever remember them, once every 3 months if I am lucky, they are so illusive normally, but last nights has stayed with me for most of the day.  Partly because I wanted to capture the feeling, and two it was rather disturbing.   It started with myself as a mermaid, nothing really new I dreamt of these before but this time it was so beautiful, my tail was long and glossy and I could feel the power as I swished it around.  Everything felt smooth and silky and laying back in the water looking up at the suns ray filtering down into the blue depths I had a strange feeling, looking down I could see my tail floating away, and felt bereft………..  I was sobbing and beginning to sink and my heaart was so sad, but then I realised I had two legs, long and lean and could swish them back and forth, and then I remembered I could walk on land and felt so excited, as I broke the surface I awoke…………

oil pastel, pencil sketches, made into pattern on illustrator