a goldfish tale
There was a guy who came to live with a for a while…a while back. He was handsome and debonair and really rather expensive given that he was a goldfish.
His name was Squish.
Squish The Fish.
He was lovely and he was loved.
Unfortunately this little guy with all the right moves and such a fabulous personality doesn’t live here anymore.
However, he did inspire in me the thought that maybe I could paint a goldfish.
A pearl scale.
A squish.
Like most things I paint and draw the time that they are started and the time that they are finished many not share the same calender year.
This little flat squish went for an age without a painted tail.
Today I remedied that.
It was the perfect day to sit and paint. Both the children were beside themselves with tiredness. There was no chance of going out in public with them today!
Scott had the property to go and attend to and well, let’s face it…why would you pack the dishwasher AGAIN when you could have a little paint?
So now we have a painting of our little Squish The Fish.
Maybe it might only be a ‘trial run’. I’m sure I can paint a better goldfish than this.
For now though it’s kind of nice to have some ‘Squishiness’ back in the house.
ps sorry about the quality of the pictures there was thunder rolling in the distance so I had to go for a bit of a snap and grab approach with them.
Frazzy Dazzles is a grouping of the things that make me happy. My children inspire me through their games, their play, their laughter and their friendships. My family means the world to me. 
























