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The sky was so clear tonight, the shades and colours were so subtle. Blue, then purple, pink, orange and yellow. The trees silhouetted against the light. It was glowing and I could really see the colours for a change. I realise how much my sight has improved with every new vista. I’m hoping it continues and nothing goes wrong. It was glorious.
I keep reaching for my glasses even though I no longer need them!
Is this muscle memory or cognitive dissonance? For 58 years the first thing I have done in the morning is reach for my glasses.. My face feels empty now. Like going out without a coat on. Most things are very clear but because one eye wanders I have to consciously focus to reduce double vision. I will need reading glasses and possibly distance ones too but at a lot smaller diopter (strength). In the meantime I’m nervous of going outside. I don’t fancy wind blown eyeballs!
Are you reading my mutterings?
Seeing my words?
Taking note of my thoughts?
Why?
I am one single person
Lost in the world
Staring up at the sky
Full of stars.
About to fall off
Swirling into space
A mere twinkle in the air
Tiny and short lived.
Why read my words?
I am one individual
But I have my own mind.
Phew! I don’t have Covid now. I think I might have had it this week. Sneezing, feeling hot, sore throat, achy. I’m relieved and I am feeling a little better. I need to go and get cat food and things for myself, but I am so tired all I want to do is sleep.
Sorry to have a moan, but I think I caught this when I visited the doctors last week for a different problem. The waiting room was full and you never know what’s in the air. Maybe I should wear a mask if I go shopping? Just hope I can get my Covid booster soon. Take care all. X
What’s your favorite word?
A word that actually sounds like something in life sounds…
Birds tweet
Dogs woof or howl
Owls hoot!
Sheep baaaa baaaa
Cows moo at you
Oompah bands play
Trombones trumpet!
Water splashing and plishing
Swishing and gurgling
Tocking ticking clocks
Wham! Bam! Crashing
A purr from a kitten or cat
A dropped boot in mud. splat!
Slurp my cocoa
Go to sleep for a few zzzeds!
Looking at random things in the house. On my bookcase upstairs these two friends. I think I put them together because they remind me of Edward Lears poem.
The owl and the pussycat went to sea in a beautiful pea green boat.
They took some honey and plenty of money wrapped up in a five pound note…..
Which is the female and which is the male? I don’t know, is it important? I don’t remember the full poem and I often get it mixed up with Lewis Carrolls Jabberwocky poem.
It’s amazing what pops up in your memory when you see things. I have a good visual memory and that helps when I’m painting. I often talk to myself if I’m trying to remember what something looks like or how it’s put together. X
Found an old photo of my mural of Walter a regular at the Leopard Hotel in Burslem, the other picture is my reimagined portrait of Molly Leigh, based on the mural I did of her. Both murals were destroyed when the pub burnt down a couple of years ago. I might try and recreate the Walter one too. The final photo is of my Molly Leigh painting and my Spode circular window painting in the Orme Art Group Exhibition at the Brampton museum and art gallery in Newcastle under Lyme. It’s on at the moment.
A pet peeve. I watch quite a few programmes where people have to have xrays. I think the worst thing is when the xray is presented the wrong way up or back to front, or worse still when the image is of a different part of the body!
Sometimes I just laugh, but when it’s a life or death situation I wish the film makers would make a bit more of an effort!
Why do I know this? I did a course years ago. Being an artist helped me identify things that no one else noticed. I could see things like buttons in a stomach or a comb in a pocket…. And other more “unusual” images, ahem…
Recently found on my phone, photo taken a few years ago.
One of my murals from the Leopard Hotel in Burslem, Stoke-on-Trent, it burnt down a couple of years ago. Portrait of Walter a regular there.. Mural, emulsion on lining paper. I had to paint it a few feet up the wall, the paintings were painted within a frame attached directly to the wall. I just noticed his hands are too small!
How to start a painting working from a blank canvas. I suggested they could start by changing the colour of the canvas. That will give you feel for how the paint goes on. Think about whether you want the canvas upright (portrait) lf on its side (landscape). You could do a gradient of colour or greys so it’s lighter towards the top or one side. Try and think of a simple subject to start. How are your drawing skills and do you want realism or an abstract subject. Most of all – enjoy!
Mallaband-Brown