New paintings and regular art updates.
A warm evening, so we walked along past this grassy area. Unfortunately I’d forgotten I have hay-fever, (it’s just the start of the season) so I walked round with my eyes itching!
I think the flowers are buttercups and dasies, Is there is a song with those words in it? Good to see the flowers though. The bees were buzzing around and enjoying them.
We walked about three miles, we saw a few people and actually chatted at a distance, but it was good to get out.
Art can be anything
Anything if you experiment
Experiment and learn
Learn to try
Try to play.
Play with Art
Art….
My handrail is coming off at the bottom of the stairs. I’m debating what to do. I think the plaster has crumbled under the force of me holding on to it, it has been a bit damp there so it could be that which has caused it.
Anyway I’m going to try using a strong adhesive. Possibly by glueing the rawl plugs in place first, then using it to glue the plate in place and screening up the screws back into the wall. Does this make sense? Fingers crossed!
The sky was stunning tonight, layers of cloud with light escaping from behind them. Reds, yellows, oranges, purples and some blues. Silhouettes of trees and buildings and the fencing around the Croft at Thistley Hough.
Ou could even see wisps of snow or rain falling from the clouds but not reaching the ground.
Taken about 9.45 pm tonight….
I looked at all my book cases and realised how eclectic my reading must be. I’m not sure exactly how many booked I have but I gave up counting after I reached over 1000.
Sci-fi, science (biology, chemistry, physics) novels, biography, art, graphics, illustration, history, old books, new books, even magic Eye books from a couple of decades ago.
Can your reading be too chaotic? I’ve got a book about chaos theory… There are a few cookery books and travel books. There are books that were Christmas presents, birthday presents, and ones I bought for my college course. Too many? I don’t know….
Rough sketches, three panel wordless piece. I experimented with colour and the positioning of the panels. Also could it be a front, side or top or bottom view of the cat and of it breaking out through the cat flap? Could the sequence change? What are the cats emotions? Why does it want to get out? Fear, adventure, looking for a friend? Lots of reasons, even sunshine….? Or a bird it’s seen singing outside… Oh dear!
Sharing a friends thoughts to let her know I listening x
I was reading my book after a very long time today. 3 poems into it I went like…how fucked my life was?
I could tell it came from the darkest place I have ever been. But then I was surprised I was there, and came out of it.
And now I’m here, sometimes your own past seems unbelievable.
I’m glad I am out but I can’t write like that anymore. Or not now at least. The reason I couldn’t publish 2nd book.
My poetry has lost its intensity.
Part of me want that fire back, but other part of me doesn’t want to go through it ever again.
Life is so weird.
We don’t get everything. But then we don’t know what we want.
Last week I was sick, and then meds made me worse. Wrote this piece and forgot to post it:
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After a course of anti-allergy you…
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I went a bit mad for this, today’s #bandofsketchers prompt dancer/music. Made a drawing in metallic watercolours of a ballet dancer, I didn’t base it on a particular pose. When it was finished I wasn’t happy so I drew over it, then changed it in the photo app on my phone . I’m including all three versions I saved.
My indoor boy cat went exploring tonight, in the dark. I called him in a few times but it was only after he’d gone onto the next door but one’s garden and got soaked in a heavy shower of rain that he came back in. In the meantime I had to prevent his sister from going out. I can’t cope with both out at the same time.
How did he get out? The cat flap had been forced open by the outside cat again. It’s just indoor boy hasn’t worked out how to open it outwards yet.
Now he’s lying quietly on the mat, having a gentle wash with total unconcern. I know I need to stop worrying though.
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Butter wouldn’t melt in his mouth he’s so cool!
The monoprint was made by rubbing paper onto black paint brushed onto silver foil and then scratched through a bit. I then cut out a shape to fit to the shape of the woman body and arm, side of the face and hair, (basically the shaded side of her face and body). This was a bit nerve wracking as I only had ten minutes to do the cutting out, sticking, and drawing the rest of the portrait. I used the monoprint from a stock of them I’d made already.
Mallaband-Brown