
Abstract eye
Blur like romantic film
Smeared out colours
View impeded
Glare at night
Sunshine glows
Tones changed
Eyes dimmed
Distorted life
Fed up.
New paintings and regular art updates.

Abstract eye
Blur like romantic film
Smeared out colours
View impeded
Glare at night
Sunshine glows
Tones changed
Eyes dimmed
Distorted life
Fed up.

Today I had a check up to see if I was suitable for cataract surgery. I went to a clean, bright, smart clinic. I had to have transport because I was not allowed to drive.
After a short wait and having read the booklet about cataract surgery I went to see the technician to have eye drops put in and then photos taken of my lenses. She also did a check of my eyes looking at an eye chart with and without a small grid that you had to try and focus through. I found I could see the chart better with it, less fuzzy. Finally they checked my blood pressure which was a bit high but the bottom figure was OK as I managed to relax.
A short wait and then I saw the optometrist. This time she checked my retina and also the pressures within my eyes that would indicate glaucoma. Everything was OK. Now I just have to choose when I have the operation as I have other things to deal with before I can get the first eye done.
Wish me luck. X

Semi celtic cat design
I love the way cats twist
And squirm
Paws and tail,
Mouth and leg
Shuffle over on the bed
You like to sleep
In my way
But I love you so much
You can stay!

I love my little notebook, getting filled up with sketches and doodles and bits of writing prompts. This bird recently appeared squeaking and squaking (odd word spelling I know) on the page. With this drawing comes memories of drawing odd bits when I was a child. I used to try and draw butterflies and moths and horses too. It is about learning to draw and freeing your imagination. Art is life!

I’m involved in the Penkhull Mystery Plays and we had a read through of the whole play yesterday. I just decided to doodle what I think the main baddie in the play could look like. Her hair is a tangle of flowers and weeds and twigs. Sharp faced, but without the beak of a nose and hooked chin of traditional depictions of witches. She’s more punk than ancient. I could imagine piercings and tattoos too.
We used to dream of visiting Cardiff
The Welsh capital city
Where you went to Uwist university
But I was getting ill
I couldn’t drive there
And your anxiety held me still
We’d go next summer
Before it was too late
But we ran out of time
That was our fate
Never to see the city
Where you studies science
Now there is no visit
Only cold silence.


I went to our read through of the Mystery Play today, we had tried to edit it down and it now is about an hour long including stage directions. The author, Andy Perry, has created a story about the creation of the city of Stoke-on-Trent and the naming of the six towns. Now we will be organising rehearsals. I hope it is going to be good. X

I’m still working on this. I tried to sort out the horizon line as it was wobbly. I think that the land in the background is too dark. I want to try and resolve the colours and waves on the sea…. Is it too light or dark….
This is from my imagination but I might try and find something that is similar. Or I could turn it into a more abstract image?

I saw my painting of you
And cried
I look at photos
And weep
43 years together
Now lost
How can I say goodbye
When our hearts are still entwined
Wrapped up together
Through sun and rain
Long memories
Still holding hands
In my mind.

Drew a story Board for the Penkhull Mysteries today, started by drawing in the back of an envelope then did better A4 sketches.

This took a couple of hours. I was absolutely shattered by the end. I had intended to go shopping afterwards but I came through the front door, sat down and fell asleep!