Welcome to the Tea Party!

Good afternoon, I'm Fifi da Poodle, and I'll be mother.
This is where I store my drawings and poetry and all that artistic stuff, disguising them as scones and sandwiches.
I hope you'll find something of interest here, and feel free to approve or disapprove of things you've tasted.
And last but not least, feel free to join the High Tea for more talk and less art.

Take your time, we have eternity.

Tea and biscuits

vrijdag 19 december 2008

Writer's Block

I think this poem is pretty crappy, but it made me laugh anyway. Which is enough reason for me to tolerate it. Well, at least enough to put it here.

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Just a day like any other
You're in your room where you won't be bothered
Words in your head
Pen in your hand
A blank piece of paper before your nose
and you find yourself where every artist goes

Writer's block
not a funny thing to have
Writer's block
trickier than math
When you have no inspiration
and you've lost imagination
All doors seem to have been locked
Oh, I hate to have a writer's block

About an hour ago you still had it
writing a story didn't seem that hard
but as you start to write it down,
the story falls apart
You want to impress someone desperately,
your friends, your mom, your niece
But whatever it is you scribble down,
won't become a masterpiece

The lack of creativity
always gets the better of me
All the gates seem to be locked
Oh, how I hate to have a writer's block

~Aviva Creations

zondag 14 december 2008

A poem about poetry (Dutch)

This is a Dutch poem about how I feel about writing poetry. It's meant to be kind of humorous, though there's nothing funny about not being able to express your feelings... x_x I'm sure we all know that.

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Hier zit ik weer aan mijn bureau
aan een pen te slijmen
Ik voel me zo inspiratieloos
en tóch wil ik rijmen

Wel zijn er soms nog
enige complicaties bij
Want op dat witte papiertje komt straks
een klein deeltje van mij

Dichten is dan ook een heel gedoe
Na tien regels word ik al moe
En hoe kan ik nou met woorden zeggen,
wat ik diep vanbinnen voel?

Vaak raak ik m'n zinnen kwijt
of raak ik ietwat afge- hé, een vlinder!

Vroeger schreef ik heel erg veel
maar dat wordt ook steeds minder

Dichten is een heel gedoe
Na achttien zinnen ben ik doodmoe
En vergeten bovendien
wat ik de lezer wilde laten zien

Nee, dichten is m'n hoofdpijn niet waard
dus pak ik mijn potlood, en teken ik maar.

~Aviva Creations

The Birdcage

The Birdcage
My latest drawing

Poodle and Cat

Poodle and Cat
One of my drawings