Lake view

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Good to get a good image of this painting I did a year ago. The owner has kindly sent me a HD image of it.

Acrylic on canvas, it is a lake view where the trees are back lit by a setting sun. Approximately 12 x12 inches square.

I wanted to paint a view that was crisp and fresh. The colours contrast nicely and the reflections in the water Shimmer with ultramarine blue.

I’m happy to paint anything you would like to commission. Just contact me to discuss.

Newspapers in a bag

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She looks out of a plastic bag, a face from abroad, from Asia, the orient as it used to be called. Whose life is it? How many lives and stories are recorded inside the pages.

Why collect newspapers? Why not bin them ? They go to a friend who does not get a paper but likes to catch up with the news once in a while.

So a weeks worth of news travels a mile to be read again. Perused, inspected,, imbibed.

Words of faith, hate, crimes, love, jeopardy, booze, history, mainstream and minor musical scales. Obituaries and marriages, births and birthdays. I like to share. Yesterday’s news but not just chip wrapping paper yet. ..

I keep forgetting my phone.

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I did it again today,

Forgot my phone.

I didn’t have it with me

I’d put it down..

Somewhere…

My mind was elsewhere

Just not here.

So I put it down

And forgot….

That phone has a camera

A way of seeing

And recording my life…

To add to an album

Of happiness or horror.

But without my phone

I am no one

Only memories to remember…….

 

Coffee and cream?

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Hot coffee with cream, a slice of black forest gateaux. She sat and stirred the cup, hearing the spoon tinkle against it.

Only an hour ago she had been running to catch the bus into town. She’d told Al that she was meeting a friend….

This isn’t a trashy romance story, she told herself. Just a meeting with an old friend. But she couldn’t help feeling excited. He’d sounded just the same on the phone as he had all those years ago at college.

The cake was delicious, but she only tasted it, she was too nervous to eat. Too many butterflies in her stomach, too much anticipation and anxiety.

Oh god, she thought. I’m too old for all this, what will I say? Should I put some more lipstick on? She was also thinking about Al. How could she tell him about this. No it would be her little secret.

It was half an hour later, he was 20 minutes late… He promised he would be there. She remembered a tall young man. Long hair, a leather jacket and jeans. Black doc marten shoes….. Where is he? She thought.

Just then the glass door opened. She saw a once tall man, now stooped over. A bald head, what hair that was left was grey and in a ponytail. A walking stick, a gold medallion.

She decided not to say hello. As he walked into the room she went to the counter to pay her bill. On the way out of the door she felt mixed guilt and grief. Had she done the right thing?

She looked in the window and caught her reflection. Her once slim body was wider now, her hair not just grey, but white. Oh well she thought. At least I have Al.. …

Moon

sketch-1550491668382The moon danced last night

Leaping across the sky

It sang of silver shadows

Falling far and wide

The moon rang with music

Notes of heavenly tunes

Rising and falling

moon bows shining bright

The moon smiled last night

As it travelled overhead

Bathing the world with glimmers

And frosty gauzy white

The moon breathed last night

Cool breezes soft and sweet

Gentle dreaming sighing

Sleep in silent flight.

Tulips

Joyful tulips. Gentle flowers.

Mixed with some white flowers that look a bit like roses, but are something else. These were my valentines day present. They are keeping well. I love the way they open up. The stems bend and buckle depending on how much water they have. When the water level falls they droop. I’ve given them a bit of plant food to keep them going

I was thinking about why a lot of my flowers in my garden had kept flowering late into November and December last year. Then yesterday I heard a report that about 40% of the world’s insect population has disappeared in the last few years. Could it be that they are not around to pollinate my garden flowers. And if they are not here for flowers what about fruit and crops.

Recent bans on nicotinoid pesticides may be lifted although they have been implicated in the death of bees.

The world’s ecology must come first. Otherwise the life of all plants that need pollenation by insects may be seriously at risk.

Panto rehearsal update….

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I would love to show you photos of today’s rehearsal, but that would spoil the surprise for people coming along to the performances. We are having one more dress rehearsal then on Thursday, Friday and twice on Saturday the show will go on!

Many months of work has gone in to put Robin Hood (and his merry men (and women))on the stage.

Instead of importing a script we have the honour of it being written by one of the directors.

I can’t reveal much, but the cast includes a feisty Maid Marion, a well groomed Robin Hood and a Sheriff of Penkhull who is obsessed with taxing the poor. Instead of an archery contest Robin is challenged to take part in another sporting tradition.

In the second act the cast (possibly) travels around the world to resolve the love story between Marion and Robin.

As you can tell there is a lot of fun to be had at the panto! Next week is going to be busy … But hopefully hilarious!