#forest

Painted last year from a photo of an autumn wood. I’m in another group of artists on Facebook that does weekly prompts. This week was #tree, #trees, #forest, #forests. What gripped my attention was the russet, orange and bronze leaves on the forest floor and following the contours of the deeply worn pathway through it. Some paler leaves are still clinging to the trees, and the distant foliage is pale blue to send it backwards (I might have used pale grey but I liked using the complimentary colour to the oranges.

Him

Every day I think about him, and frequently apologise to him for not looking after him better. I know I have lots of friends and I try to keep active, but the tears come and I think of what I would be saying to him, or where we could go. The bubble of trouble and fun that was him has gone. All I have is memories.

Art

What is the legacy you want to leave behind?

I draw, paint, create digital images, do set decoration. I am an artist and always will be.

My legacy is a house full and more of this stuff. Where will it go when I die? Will it be welcomed by my relatives or just seen as clutter? Should I will it to them or give some away to my local art gallery? Does it have any intrinsic value.

My art is in my memories, but some pieces are lost. Either mentally or physically. Sometimes I’m surprised when I see work from several years ago that I don’t even remember doing or having the ability to do it. My manual dexterity and sight have started to deteriorate. May I continue to create till I finally lay down my paintbrushes!

Bee painting

I was asked to paint some bees today for a craft fair at Growthpoint to raise money for the group. I painted one large bee on a flower and three small ones. I like going to the group. It’s helping me feel a bit less anxious. I can talk to the people there and get things off my chest I’ve had a lot of things to deal with over the last few months, I just want things to calm down.

Finished?

I might do some more to this tomorrow but a full day on it has knackered me. The sky is a bit wrong and I could darken some of it to add shadows. I think the roof is too light too so I might add blues and browns.

It’s for a project about Molly Leigh but I might also try and enter it for an exhibition. I want to make it the best possible representation.

Progress

This is hard work, I don’t shake as much when I’m concentrating but the tremors of Parkinsons make small details difficult. I try and hold my breath and clamp my arm against my body. In fact I’m having to redo sections because I’m not happy with the results, but I will persevere, memory of Molly, work in progress. Acrylic on canvas. Copy of a mural I did at the Leopard Hotel in Burslem, Stoke-on-Trent. Difficult to reproduce the same feeling.

Stall 2019?

A photo of me taken by a friend when I was trying to sell small paintings at craft fairs. I’m afraid covid really knocked the head on this, I’ve only done a few small craft fairs since this and basically just one or two in 2023. The cost of hiring a stall usually cancelled out any sales money and also the cost of buying art supplies made the idea non viable. But I tried and I made some nice friends.