New paintings and regular art updates.
Today we were looking at the meanings of illustrations and signs, whether they are iconic (cat mug) a symbol (swimming badge?) or another option that I can’t remember! I get a bit tied up with these ideas, I will get it, I know, but just trying to explain it makes my head hurt.
Anyway it’s surprising how much illustration there is around us. My favourite is the Ludford Ginger bottle. What had the train got to do with it?
She walked by the old building in the twilight, the boarded windows stared blindly at her. She just needed to get past the front of the house and she would be into the no man’s land. Then one hundred yards, and she would be out of the shattered city. How had she managed to get this far safely? The invasion had attacked the cities a week ago. She had evaded them by moving in the dusk and dark.
Silently she stepped forward, quietly she looked round the corner. She was facing an alien guard. It wasn’t looking her way! Bending low, she sidled slowly across the glass strewn ground. Now to make a run for it……
My hubby used this word, so I asked him what it meant. He said something vague then said ‘look it up, I’m not sure’ so I did!
I’m not sure I’d ever dare use a word like that! 
I’m not the most sartorial walker,
Nothing matches
Everthing clashes
I like my white hair
Like I’ve had a bad scare!
Black and white trousers,
Red boots,
Purple jacket,
Blue fleece and mask,
I’m still standing
But my toes hurt,
My legs ache,
My fingers are white and cold
But I will do it all again
Tomorrow!
After a long walk I decided to get a Thai takeaway. Mine was a red curry with duck. I had a small amount of special fried rice and stole a few of the King prawns and squid from my hubby’s yellow curry because he had had most of the rice. It was really tasty!
From Sawadee Thai Taste in Stoke….
The sun was setting as we got onto the canal towpath. Nowadays there are little led lights dotted along it, like a set of will-o-the-whisps showing the edge of the canal. Very useful as you don’t want to accidentally step in to the water! I only added these photos because they are lovely reflections and skies. There are more I might add later….
Five and a quarter miles! Help. I got to about 9000 steps and my friend said why not walk up the hill at penkhull! Note to self, do the hill at the start of the walk, not half way through it. Half way up I had to call a halt and we turned onto some flattish side streets. Then a gentle slope back downhill and about a mile on the flat back home…
My cat lying in front of a bottle oven planter I want to finish off soon. Its got a falcon on it which represents the falcon works in the grounds of Portmeirion pottery, Stoke-on-Trent.
He turns over and shows his tummy, but beware your fingers can get scratched…… Ow!
Morning plants, 6am digital observational drawing of a citrus plant and Christmas cactus. The sun hasn’t risen yet!
Forty years ago at college. I liked painting objects that were not necessarily beautiful. I did a series of oil paintings on board of tin cans. Sometimes on the desk, even propped on an easel.
I think I might have these stored upstairs somewhere. I still have old folders of drawings too. Being an artist is not just about selling things, or fame, it’s about trying to understand your mind. The trouble is, being a mind, it can change. One day I will think about a subject. The next I will have a new idea (or two or three or four?!). I can’t help it. I love it
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