Dolls house on the stairs, guarding the rooms above. Just a wooden box basically, denying access.
Now someone approaches, but a draft seems to blow from the painted doors, like someone breathing out.
A step up, high heels clunk on the wood. Impatient to pass, the figure still hesitates. Then, lights illuminate the windows in the dolls house!
She steps back, trips, and falls on her bottom. She stands and looks up at the house, now flames are licking up the walls across the steps and up the stairwell.. A moaning starts..
Back in the office, Val watches the CCTV. That will stop you seeing my husband! She chuckles gleefully.
The sun crept up and sideways,
Falling West And South,
Skirting tree branches and
Hopping over leaves.
Each minute, slightly higher,
Each second slightly across to South.
As the Sun reaches its Zenith
It falls behind low clouds,
Grey mist rising,
Now its afternoon.
Already going dark and freezing,
Sunrise forgotten in the crepuscular light.
Among tiny paintings sold this weekend…
Two doves of peace,
Which makes me think, people do care about nature and climate change, people care about loving one another, and people care about peace.
The most interesting thing? They were mainly children who seemed to like them. Maybe having a symbolic image gives some comfort in these strange days.
I made sure I didn’t charge more than what it cost to make them. Had a chat this evening with my hubby. I know I really don’t do this for money, more to encourage people to take up art. If you can have the opportunity to do something creative, Take It! This world needs more creativity and thinking outside the box.
This is a shop just over the road from the waiting room gallery. They sell ancient and modern chimneys, teapots, pottery and other collectables. Today they had a craft fair and they had a lot more stalls than us. Including lovely jewellery, art, fabric, illustrations and mulled wine and minced pies..! They also had santa Claus. I’m amazed that anyone came over and bought from us.
Urban Sketchers, Stoke-on-Trent had a get together and drew pictures of what was happening and what the place looked like. Unfortunately my photos had a reddish shade to them. I’ve tried to correct it on photo editor but it didn’t really work. I want to post better photos but I ve lost my sketchbook
This beautiful boy Collie dog came into the gallery today. I asked for permission to take his photo, I may use it to do a painting of him. He was very lively, we gave him some treats and soon he was shaking paws and rolling over to have his tummy tickled. I loved his fox colour. I think it’s called red?
He was a little nervous with all the noise and chatter around him, but soon calmed down.
One thing that did happen was that there were great clouds of smoke drifting across the road just up from the waiting room gallery. I went to look what was happening, fire was burning in a big pile of rubbish and palettes just across the canal from me. This was at the rear of the Price and Kensington pottery factory in Longport next to the bottle kiln there.
The fire was burning rapidly so I rang the fire brigade. They said they had already had a call and were on the way…
A funny thing, I posted this to Facebook and had a strange response, apparently there are fires there all the time, they are just burning rubbish. Why had I bothered to call? My answer. The fire was quite big, the smoke drifting across the road was as thick as gig. I drive up there quite a lot now at weekends and I’ve never seen this. Finally it was burning next to a caravan and a car.. It needed reporting.