New paintings and regular art updates.
I’m not the most sartorial walker,
Nothing matches
Everthing clashes
I like my white hair
Like I’ve had a bad scare!
Black and white trousers,
Red boots,
Purple jacket,
Blue fleece and mask,
I’m still standing
But my toes hurt,
My legs ache,
My fingers are white and cold
But I will do it all again
Tomorrow!
After a long walk I decided to get a Thai takeaway. Mine was a red curry with duck. I had a small amount of special fried rice and stole a few of the King prawns and squid from my hubby’s yellow curry because he had had most of the rice. It was really tasty!
From Sawadee Thai Taste in Stoke….
The sun was setting as we got onto the canal towpath. Nowadays there are little led lights dotted along it, like a set of will-o-the-whisps showing the edge of the canal. Very useful as you don’t want to accidentally step in to the water! I only added these photos because they are lovely reflections and skies. There are more I might add later….
Five and a quarter miles! Help. I got to about 9000 steps and my friend said why not walk up the hill at penkhull! Note to self, do the hill at the start of the walk, not half way through it. Half way up I had to call a halt and we turned onto some flattish side streets. Then a gentle slope back downhill and about a mile on the flat back home…
My cat lying in front of a bottle oven planter I want to finish off soon. Its got a falcon on it which represents the falcon works in the grounds of Portmeirion pottery, Stoke-on-Trent.
He turns over and shows his tummy, but beware your fingers can get scratched…… Ow!
Morning plants, 6am digital observational drawing of a citrus plant and Christmas cactus. The sun hasn’t risen yet!
Forty years ago at college. I liked painting objects that were not necessarily beautiful. I did a series of oil paintings on board of tin cans. Sometimes on the desk, even propped on an easel.
I think I might have these stored upstairs somewhere. I still have old folders of drawings too. Being an artist is not just about selling things, or fame, it’s about trying to understand your mind. The trouble is, being a mind, it can change. One day I will think about a subject. The next I will have a new idea (or two or three or four?!). I can’t help it. I love it
Sat on the fridge
Looking cheeky
Eye on the seahorse
Ready to strike
Or will he disturb
My fridge magnet haven?
Paw at the ready
Beady eye squinting
Ready to pounce
So funny
So daft!
February starts with a continuation of the #30daysketchbookchallenge. Instead of a daily challenge we are being asked to do something on a monthly basis. I could have spent far more time on this. The whole month in fact. But I just decided to draw a simple daisy design. Perhaps the centre is reminiscent of a covid19 particle. You decide….
Todays #bandofsketchersprompt was signage, and as I was walking home after a long, wet, cold walk I decided to take a photo with my very soggy camera, of the view. Since my college course has me doing observational images every day this fit the bill for both prompts.
Felt pens for the signs, a bit of underdrawing with a felt pen thats running out, and watercolours to give it a “wet” feel.
Mallaband-Brown