New paintings and regular art updates.
Found these paints in the back of a drawer. About thirty years old!
They are Rowney Oils and Windsor and Newton Watercolours and a box of various paints, chalks, and coloured pencil. Goodness knows why they got put away. I haven’t checked the oils, they may have dried out, but the watercolours and chalks and pencils should be fine. I think I could call this a win!
As the leaves fall the supporting scaffold of the tree branches and the new building skeleton across the road are becoming more visible. That building was being built in the early part of last year, but in March all work stopped. So it remains, almost, but not quite, built. When it is it will cut out the sunrise on winter mornings, shading out our rising star. I may get some of the lower branches of the trees cut back so that more light can get in. Maybe one day the building will be finished?
How is this possible. The hanging baskets are still alive and flowering despite a few frosts and cold winds. It’s not just one plant though. The flowers are still on four or five plants. Maybe they are so tightly packed that they are sheltering each other. I also think the flowers were not pollenated because of a lack of insects? I will keep posting about this till they wilt and die off.
Guess who I found had snuggled up on our bed! He only stayed in for a couple of hours then went back out. Last night he came in late and only went out at 7.30am.Hes very polite, goes and yowls by the back door when he wants out, or if we have gone to bed he comes up and wakes me up! After three years outside that we know about this is really good progress. Goodness knows why he was abandoned, he’s very sweet.
The days flash by
Rushing past
Flying by
Moving so fast
Day and night
Are gone
in no time
Zooming
Into another meeting!
#bandofsketchers prompt. My cluttered desk, there’s a keyboard for the computer under there somewhere. Used slightly more muted colours. I’ve definitely got too much ‘stuff’ in my life!
A digital drawing that I used texture and flood fill on. I feel like the result is somehow alien, maybe some sort of spiritual feeling. Maybe it’s the colours that seem like stained glass. The purple coming down the nose reminds me of a helmet with light shining on it. The front of the body could be interpreted as a chest plate or armour.
When you are adding texture it’s interesting to decide when to stop. The same with the flood fill. Too much or not enough? I think you learn as you go along what sort of image you want.
He’s still colouring in the book although it’s 2.30am. So I did a very quick sketch of him drawing (five minutes). He’s got his own style. But that doesn’t matter. It’s the fact that he’s doing it which is good. It gives him focus and flow. It’s great to see him doing it.
I just watched a programme about the life of the artist Bob Ross and how he taught art in America in the 1980’s & 1990’s. He sadly died at a young age.
Art is sometimes therapy. It is a good thing. I would encourage people to take it up.
My WordPress is getting too full of images again. I try and put a new photo or art on each page, but when my media is around 86% full it won’t allow me to upload new images. So unfortunately I’m going to have to delete pictures to make more room. I will delete them from the older pages. It will probably mean that the page and writing will still be there, but the image might be missing. Sorry if this is a problem. I might try and increase my package with WordPress but that will cost me money. I don’t want to clutter my blog up with ads either. We will see what happens.
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Looking up I see a grey orange sky. That grey that foretells either snow or fog. Mist wraps round trees, swirls of cold wet air netting the world in damp chills. How many spiders webs are covered in dew? Frost builds and creaks, snapping and wilting late flowers. Will it snow? Will the World be silenced? Snuffed under white goose down…. And will it happen before Christmas?
Mallaband-Brown