tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5334776358004509852011-10-03T10:24:55.131-03:00Cheryl Hardyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12852817422509445562noreply@blogger.comBlogger231100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-533477635800450985.post-81356000849831154992011-01-05T23:43:00.003-04:002011-01-05T23:49:22.115-04:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpV3YMi9dLQ/TSU7gN-153I/AAAAAAAAAHA/zJhdn8mFblw/s1600/cropped%2Bimage.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 319px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpV3YMi9dLQ/TSU7gN-153I/AAAAAAAAAHA/zJhdn8mFblw/s400/cropped%2Bimage.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558914739753838450" /></a><br />This painting was a labor of love for Shawna whose father whom she loved dearly passed away when she was a teenager.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/533477635800450985-8135600084983115499?l=cherylhardy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Cheryl Hardyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12852817422509445562noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-533477635800450985.post-51395036372525002122011-01-05T23:11:00.003-04:002011-01-05T23:26:17.790-04:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpV3YMi9dLQ/TSU1wh-6AvI/AAAAAAAAAG4/PNnJ1L8l7H8/s1600/DSCF2521.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpV3YMi9dLQ/TSU1wh-6AvI/AAAAAAAAAG4/PNnJ1L8l7H8/s400/DSCF2521.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558908422930957042" /></a><br />Each summer my nephew Chris and family would visit my mother at her summer home in Pictou County Nova Scotia. His daughter loved to play with a tiny tea set,pretending to hold a tea party with mother.For a number of years I have wanted to paint this delightful scene.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/533477635800450985-5139503637252500212?l=cherylhardy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Cheryl Hardyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12852817422509445562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-533477635800450985.post-49137228209236326782009-06-09T10:52:00.005-03:002009-06-09T10:59:46.787-03:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpV3YMi9dLQ/Si5pp_yv90I/AAAAAAAAAGc/jxqIkZiNPvE/s1600-h/modified-wolf2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 322px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpV3YMi9dLQ/Si5pp_yv90I/AAAAAAAAAGc/jxqIkZiNPvE/s400/modified-wolf2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345325977955202882" /></a><br />Wolves are quite commonly experienced in Labrador West. It is not uncommon to find wolf tracks through your garden in winter. As a project our visual arts group decided to paint an animal,it was only natural for me to choose a wolf.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/533477635800450985-4913722820923632678?l=cherylhardy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Cheryl Hardyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12852817422509445562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-533477635800450985.post-55899099985319501752009-06-03T11:26:00.013-03:002009-06-09T10:51:44.931-03:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpV3YMi9dLQ/Si5oVEr8P4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/BZ99MYXyiTY/s1600-h/iris+4.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 327px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpV3YMi9dLQ/Si5oVEr8P4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/BZ99MYXyiTY/s400/iris+4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345324518979944322" /></a><br /><br />I have always loved the iris patches found throughout the province of Newfoundland and Labrador. It was a joy to paint one.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/533477635800450985-5589909998531950175?l=cherylhardy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Cheryl Hardyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12852817422509445562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-533477635800450985.post-11271316332665595632008-12-28T22:08:00.006-04:002008-12-29T10:21:36.390-04:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpV3YMi9dLQ/SVgxIP_01WI/AAAAAAAAAFY/QCX1wto7Io4/s1600-h/judys-catweb.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285028180522227042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 323px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpV3YMi9dLQ/SVgxIP_01WI/AAAAAAAAAFY/QCX1wto7Io4/s400/judys-catweb.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />This painting was done for my long time friend,Judy.It is of her daughter's cat<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/533477635800450985-1127131633266559563?l=cherylhardy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Cheryl Hardyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12852817422509445562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-533477635800450985.post-46884147057964299742008-12-28T22:00:00.004-04:002009-06-03T13:26:37.472-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpV3YMi9dLQ/SVgxSjlgqYI/AAAAAAAAAFg/_KX334rcU-Q/s1600-h/DSCF1725web.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 316px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpV3YMi9dLQ/SVgxSjlgqYI/AAAAAAAAAFg/_KX334rcU-Q/s400/DSCF1725web.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285028357579254146" /></a><br /><br />The minute I saw the photo of our friends, John and Barb, grandson playing on the beach near their cottage in NL, I couldn't wait to paint it<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/533477635800450985-4688414705796429974?l=cherylhardy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Cheryl Hardyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12852817422509445562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-533477635800450985.post-1313617904611287602008-05-02T23:04:00.006-03:002008-05-24T11:50:01.579-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpV3YMi9dLQ/SBvIZuCku3I/AAAAAAAAADE/7K4tENpJbLc/s1600-h/vanessaweb.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195966939283110770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpV3YMi9dLQ/SBvIZuCku3I/AAAAAAAAADE/7K4tENpJbLc/s400/vanessaweb.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />I painted this from a photo my friend took of her daughter feeding the grey jay at their cabin here in Western Labrador. My gift to her for Mothers Day.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/533477635800450985-131361790461128760?l=cherylhardy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Cheryl Hardyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12852817422509445562noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-533477635800450985.post-69377819696561806332008-02-06T16:44:00.002-04:002009-08-10T11:32:16.851-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpV3YMi9dLQ/R6odj16OMiI/AAAAAAAAAC8/q7yHIEvuIqU/s1600-h/water-lilies-web.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpV3YMi9dLQ/R6odj16OMiI/AAAAAAAAAC8/q7yHIEvuIqU/s320/water-lilies-web.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163972424337601058" /></a><br />There are many legends about the Water Lilly.Many ancient civilizations held the Water Lilly in high regard for spiritual reasons, however the white Lilly of lower Egypt has special significance to our biblical history. This Lilly’s seeds were ground into powder and used for the making of bread for eating. The process of sowing the seeds involved incasing them in balls of clay and throwing the balls into the water.It is believed that this practice was referenced by the passage in the book of Ecclesiastes<br />“Cast thy bread upon the waters for thou shalt find it after many days.” Ecclesiastes 11:1<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/533477635800450985-6937781969656180633?l=cherylhardy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Cheryl Hardyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12852817422509445562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-533477635800450985.post-30263935111100159502008-01-19T18:37:00.000-04:002008-01-19T18:49:59.611-04:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpV3YMi9dLQ/R5J73fOmyYI/AAAAAAAAACs/ZcKCS4s6_Vo/s1600-h/showers1web.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpV3YMi9dLQ/R5J73fOmyYI/AAAAAAAAACs/ZcKCS4s6_Vo/s320/showers1web.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157320716498422146" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpV3YMi9dLQ/R5J73fOmyZI/AAAAAAAAAC0/JZVTBGviJ44/s1600-h/showers2web.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpV3YMi9dLQ/R5J73fOmyZI/AAAAAAAAAC0/JZVTBGviJ44/s320/showers2web.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157320716498422162" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/533477635800450985-3026393511110015950?l=cherylhardy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Cheryl Hardyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12852817422509445562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-533477635800450985.post-53263643995660878832007-11-21T12:36:00.003-04:002008-05-24T11:48:36.710-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpV3YMi9dLQ/R0ReuP1fsII/AAAAAAAAACk/kEY2qagcB0c/s1600-h/Big-Sisterweb.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpV3YMi9dLQ/R0ReuP1fsII/AAAAAAAAACk/kEY2qagcB0c/s320/Big-Sisterweb.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135333623727108226" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/533477635800450985-5326364399566087883?l=cherylhardy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Cheryl Hardyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12852817422509445562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-533477635800450985.post-7991165001500216122007-11-07T20:54:00.000-04:002007-11-07T20:59:02.714-04:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpV3YMi9dLQ/RzJe5996cfI/AAAAAAAAACc/Y8jaMN8WnEg/s1600-h/still-life-with-vegetablesw.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpV3YMi9dLQ/RzJe5996cfI/AAAAAAAAACc/Y8jaMN8WnEg/s320/still-life-with-vegetablesw.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130267275508216306" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/533477635800450985-799116500150021612?l=cherylhardy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Cheryl Hardyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12852817422509445562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-533477635800450985.post-65522819510419208272007-10-31T11:53:00.000-03:002007-10-31T11:59:05.052-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpV3YMi9dLQ/RyiXGeoCbMI/AAAAAAAAACU/MBHn1tFDIUA/s1600-h/beach-rocksweb.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpV3YMi9dLQ/RyiXGeoCbMI/AAAAAAAAACU/MBHn1tFDIUA/s320/beach-rocksweb.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127514313317313730" /></a><br /> This is a little painting I did this summer. It is 5.5x8" mixed media on paper (pen and ink and watercolour) done from photos of the beach in Witless Bay, NL.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/533477635800450985-6552281951041920827?l=cherylhardy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Cheryl Hardyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12852817422509445562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-533477635800450985.post-29073133981277133362007-10-17T11:49:00.000-03:002007-10-28T21:19:49.165-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpV3YMi9dLQ/RxYhK6uGiiI/AAAAAAAAACM/M6b_7WBdaPU/s1600-h/fish-fryweb.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpV3YMi9dLQ/RxYhK6uGiiI/AAAAAAAAACM/M6b_7WBdaPU/s320/fish-fryweb.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122318097625549346" /></a><br />Beautiful speckled trout caught in the wilds of Labrador, fried in an old iron frying pan, with potatoes cooking in a saucepan which had belonged to my mother in law. (The past revisited)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/533477635800450985-2907313398127713336?l=cherylhardy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Cheryl Hardyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12852817422509445562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-533477635800450985.post-7387119913179364942007-10-17T11:48:00.000-03:002007-10-28T21:22:29.225-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpV3YMi9dLQ/RxYg6auGihI/AAAAAAAAACE/2xaQ2jLEKg0/s1600-h/bridgets-bean-potweb.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpV3YMi9dLQ/RxYg6auGihI/AAAAAAAAACE/2xaQ2jLEKg0/s320/bridgets-bean-potweb.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122317814157707794" /></a><br />Bridget Corcoran graciously loaned me the 100 year old bean pot for this composition.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/533477635800450985-738711991317936494?l=cherylhardy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Cheryl Hardyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12852817422509445562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-533477635800450985.post-91264279322253667282007-10-17T11:39:00.000-03:002007-10-28T21:27:03.043-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpV3YMi9dLQ/RxYguquGigI/AAAAAAAAAB8/P2UMR5ldUi4/s1600-h/bread-and-lassieweb.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpV3YMi9dLQ/RxYguquGigI/AAAAAAAAAB8/P2UMR5ldUi4/s320/bread-and-lassieweb.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122317612294244866" /></a><br />As childern in Newfoundland, we loved the smell of fresh baked bread, and rushed to be the first to get a hot slice smothered in eversweet margarine and molasses.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/533477635800450985-9126427932225366728?l=cherylhardy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Cheryl Hardyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12852817422509445562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-533477635800450985.post-86577414812610567322007-10-16T16:02:00.000-03:002007-10-28T09:25:10.437-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpV3YMi9dLQ/RxU3squGieI/AAAAAAAAABs/waiAxDoXm_k/s1600-h/TOAST-AND-TEA-(2)web.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpV3YMi9dLQ/RxU3squGieI/AAAAAAAAABs/waiAxDoXm_k/s320/TOAST-AND-TEA-(2)web.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122061391725234658" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/533477635800450985-8657741481261056732?l=cherylhardy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Cheryl Hardyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12852817422509445562noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-533477635800450985.post-69790361886059388072007-10-16T16:01:00.000-03:002007-10-28T21:29:01.798-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpV3YMi9dLQ/RxU05quGibI/AAAAAAAAABY/hEVi-hnLm2Q/s1600-h/HARDBREAD-(2)web.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UpV3YMi9dLQ/RxU05quGibI/AAAAAAAAABY/hEVi-hnLm2Q/s320/HARDBREAD-(2)web.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122058316528650674" /></a><br />Hard Bread is a staple in Newfoundland homes for traditional salt fish and brewis.<br /><br />All of the last Five pieces are from my nostalgic series<br />depicting Newfoundland traditional foods.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/533477635800450985-6979036188605938807?l=cherylhardy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Cheryl Hardyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12852817422509445562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-533477635800450985.post-25508999965198233122007-10-16T16:00:00.000-03:002007-10-28T09:31:23.661-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpV3YMi9dLQ/RxU4-KuGifI/AAAAAAAAAB0/6IgKCgOsP-Y/s1600-h/GUITAR-(2)%232web.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UpV3YMi9dLQ/RxU4-KuGifI/AAAAAAAAAB0/6IgKCgOsP-Y/s320/GUITAR-(2)%232web.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122062791884573170" /></a><br />Guitar: was a 5x7 piece I did for my grand daughter to give her musical<br />friend as a christmas gift in 2005.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/533477635800450985-2550899996519823312?l=cherylhardy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Cheryl Hardyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12852817422509445562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-533477635800450985.post-62580332906719986712007-10-10T19:35:00.000-03:002007-10-28T09:28:33.509-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpV3YMi9dLQ/Rw1T8vgRzMI/AAAAAAAAABQ/h2Csa_jOH9o/s1600-h/swallow-house-scannedweb.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119840654399229122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpV3YMi9dLQ/Rw1T8vgRzMI/AAAAAAAAABQ/h2Csa_jOH9o/s320/swallow-house-scannedweb.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Did this watercolor while on vacation from a photo of the swallow house in our backyard.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/533477635800450985-6258033290671998671?l=cherylhardy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Cheryl Hardyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12852817422509445562noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-533477635800450985.post-41421604772916641652007-10-10T19:33:00.000-03:002007-10-28T21:11:39.666-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpV3YMi9dLQ/Rw1TkPgRzLI/AAAAAAAAABI/ned5Nl-YG7A/s1600-h/holy-sightwebvs1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpV3YMi9dLQ/Rw1TkPgRzLI/AAAAAAAAABI/ned5Nl-YG7A/s320/holy-sightwebvs1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119840233492434098" /></a><br />Abby, my brothers granddaughter is the child in this painting which I chose to use for my 2007 Christmas cards. Christmas through the eyes of a child to me is the essence of the Christmas Spirit.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/533477635800450985-4142160477291664165?l=cherylhardy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Cheryl Hardyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12852817422509445562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-533477635800450985.post-40495267989406602152007-10-10T17:55:00.001-03:002009-08-10T11:37:20.705-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpV3YMi9dLQ/RxU1E6uGicI/AAAAAAAAABg/HzpmmBlY9PQ/s1600-h/RE-EXPOSURE-OF-RUDI-(2)web.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UpV3YMi9dLQ/RxU1E6uGicI/AAAAAAAAABg/HzpmmBlY9PQ/s320/RE-EXPOSURE-OF-RUDI-(2)web.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122058509802179010" /></a><br />Christmas Glow: a painting of Rudi,my sons dog,it was done from a photo taken in Ottawa,Ontario on Christmas Eve 2004.I used it for my 2005 Christmas cards.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/533477635800450985-4049526798940660215?l=cherylhardy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Cheryl Hardyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12852817422509445562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-533477635800450985.post-18521985968604587362007-10-10T17:53:00.001-03:002007-10-28T21:05:00.521-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpV3YMi9dLQ/Rw1EzvgRzJI/AAAAAAAAAA4/3iT0PqLAOu0/s1600-h/VSImage_1web.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpV3YMi9dLQ/Rw1EzvgRzJI/AAAAAAAAAA4/3iT0PqLAOu0/s320/VSImage_1web.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119824007105989778" /></a><br />This view from our front door was used for my 2003 Christmas cards.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/533477635800450985-1852198596860458736?l=cherylhardy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Cheryl Hardyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12852817422509445562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-533477635800450985.post-66191590054572203562007-10-10T17:20:00.000-03:002007-10-28T21:14:43.166-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpV3YMi9dLQ/Rw1E7vgRzKI/AAAAAAAAABA/mnK6BLffBt4/s1600-h/rosie-xmasweb.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UpV3YMi9dLQ/Rw1E7vgRzKI/AAAAAAAAABA/mnK6BLffBt4/s320/rosie-xmasweb.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119824144544943266" /></a><br />Rosie our 12 year old cat loved to sit in the window watching the birds at the feeder.I used this painting for my 2004 Christmas cards.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/533477635800450985-6619159005457220356?l=cherylhardy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Cheryl Hardyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12852817422509445562noreply@blogger.com1