
I found out there is a local open exhibition and paintings have to be in this Friday or Saturday. I went mad and painted this colourful acrylic on canvas using metallic paints. I don’t care if I don’t get if in. At least I’ve had a go. X
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I found out there is a local open exhibition and paintings have to be in this Friday or Saturday. I went mad and painted this colourful acrylic on canvas using metallic paints. I don’t care if I don’t get if in. At least I’ve had a go. X

From 7 years ago. Acrylic on canvas. This was based on a photo taken by NASAs Juno probe of the South pole of Jupiter showing massive blue storms. I’d forgotten about it. This was when I still had an art studio, and my hubby was alive. Good memories, I hope people remember my art when I gone.

Artrage drawing using the app and various pen tools to create this image. I used a limited palette to simplify the result. I could have added some red but decided against it. I hope you like the result.

Just painted a volcano, possibly Fuji, I did this today, at a painting on copper workshop. The copper sheet is glued to a foam board backing. I used metallic acrylics. But the paint broke up into cells on the surface This allowed the copper to show through. It was hard to get it to spread but it made for an interesting textured effect. I used paintbrushes, rollers and palette knives. When you try and take a photo you can see lots of reflections. I’m quite pleased with the outcome.

Look into the crystal ball
See what you can see?
Is it a reflection
or is it really me?
Trapped in time and hidden
Never to grow old
A portrait is an instant
In time, no longer told.
Memory of power
Ability to do
But time just gets slower
A reminder of you.

I went to art group for the first time in weeks and picked up a small, 6×4 in canvas.
I haven’t done a painting for ages, my Parkinsons is bad and looking close up is difficult because although I’m cataract free, they also cured my short sightedness and I find it hard to focus on close objects, basically closer than about a foot things get blurred. I need to get some ordinary reading glasses because the ones I’ve got are too strong.
Then I saw a tiny, gold painted, plastic Buddha. Of all the things that I could choose to paint, this seemed like the right karma. The brushes were a bit rough and not easily pointed. It was hard to see the details, but in about an hour I managed to paint him. The best thing? Someone in the group said they really liked it. So I gave it them.
In other news, I know I haven’t been here much lately. I miss my cat so much. It’s another loss I’m struggling to come to terms with. Love to you all.

A website I used to use to create abstract images on has now changed so radically that I’ve lost my understanding of how it works. Instead of an art site it’s become much more of a portrait filtering site.
To say I’m disappointed is an understatement, it used to be far more interesting. Now it limits the options I can use and a lot of the tools are behind pay walls.
Anyway I will keep trying to get used to it again.

Let me draw again
Give me inspiration
Let me take charge of my dreams
Create new images
Restore my life
Secure my vision.
Help me to be free
And end fear.
Dazzle myself as well as others.
Imagine anew what I drew before
(this digital drawing is eight years old and was drawn in Artrage, I wish I could remember how I did it,)

He didn’t paint much, but this painting was one of our first cats, he also did a tornado shaped painting in many colours, and a sunflower painting (all acrylics on board). These were his efforts at creating some exuberant pieces of art.
He also made drawings which he did in an A4 sized hardback blue book. It’s crammed with notes and thoughts. Often quite disjointed, he was by training a chemist/physicist. That didn’t stop him enjoying the artistic side of life. I will always miss his thoughtfulness and quirky creativity.

Quick sketch, crafty group, I wasn’t well so just did this. Pencil on cartridge paper. I think I still have my skill in drawing but Parkinsons makes it harder. I still hope to get better medication and reduce the dopamine breaking down in my brain. I love art and hate the way this disease is making me “stick”, or shaking uncontrollably.
I’m trying hard to keep going, I do not enjoy how things are. But I realise my life is a lot better than some peoples lives. I’m lucky to live in a country with a universal health service. My eternal gratitude goes to the NHS., without which I would be stuffed!
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