New paintings and regular art updates.
What did I hear?
What did you say?
So many rumours fly this way..
What someone thought
What myth revealed?
What does this days news report ?
Breaking stories,
The fakes are out
Telling us all in loud shout.
The world is ending
Or soon will fall,
Is there nothing
To do at all?
Step back,
Breathe deeply
Take a break,
Switch off your phone,
Some news IS fake.
Instead you should
Go rest and sleep.
Maybe tomorrow
Sense will seep
Into your mind
Into your dreams
“Hope springs eternal”
It now seems.
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Urban sketchers Stoke-on-Trent are holding weekly virtual visits to places we cannot go to at the moment. This week it was Edinburgh Castle.
About fifteen of us joined a zoom meeting to draw scenes from the castle and its grounds. We use Google to find the images to draw.
In my case I was late joining, and there was only a short time for me to draw before our throw down, that’s where we all get together to show our art, and to take pictures for a joint photograph of the results.
I’m not sure where we are going next week. But I’m enjoying these virtual visits.
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I just drew these flowers, then tried to position them as borders for the edge of a page. The thing wasn’t working so I added blank pages to make it more of a border. I’d taken a photo of the drawing so there was shadow on the paper. I made a bit of a mess trying to use an airbrush tool on it, so there are some areas which are a bit to shady round the flowers. Then I decided to see how I could use it for a poem, so I wrote it line by line. Positioning each line in turn.
It’s not brilliant, but it’s not something I’ve done before.
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I drew this at about 3.30am but waited to post till now. This is my fourteenth urban sketchers Stoke-on-Trent drawing.
I have tried to draw the darker areas with heavier pen strokes. The lighter ones I’ve drawn with the same pen, but trying not to put as much pressure on. I used a unipin ink pen 0.8 size nib. On an A5 sheet of cartridge paper.
The stripey thing he is lying on is a knitted cushion in the shape of an owl. It’s my cats favourite sleeping spot as it’s over the gap between the chair arms of our two arm chairs, so he gets the chance to sleep between the two of us when we are there. He’s lying there now. Dozing…
You stare, and think.
You watch and wait.
Time for food?
Time for love?
Time to play…
You know what you want
How to get under my skin.
You just have to look at me.
Close your eyes slowly,
And the food is in your bowl.
No mercy!
You are obeyed.
These were growing in our garden six years ago. The garden is more overgrown now and we didn’t put in as many tulips this year. I will have to put in more next year. Part of the problem is also the squirrels digging them up. I think they eat them in the winter.
Tulips were precious plants in centuries gone by. Some were more expensive than gold. I can remember the details, but they are beautiful plants. I’m afraid this post is a little lacking in detail. I shall try and add more to it.
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Today’s #uskstoke challenge, day 13, Friday, back gate / door. As I don’t have a back gate these are reflections and distortions in the window of my back door. I hope you can see my hands and the black sketchbook reflected in the frosted glass. (it it frosted or patterned?). Anyway it’s quite difficult to draw your hands while you are drawing. They tend to move about, so this is more of an impression.
Some of the colour is outside, some inside. I think the patch of red and orange above my hands might be my face? I know the sketchbook is too small, bit it was difficult to see where the book ended and my cardigan started….
Oh dear, I must be a bit more interesting, my monthly stats seem to be descending… But like everyone else I’m a bit limited in where I can go. And do you really want to read about face masks and social distancing.
So what can I talk about? My hair is growing, it seems to be evolving!
It’s turned frizzy and white (not overnight, and not from fright). I did mess it up a bit on this photo!
So if you don’t mind me, I will keep posting bits and bobs here.
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The kittens were starting to grow, getting ready to pack their bags and move in with their new parents.
I came across this photo today. They were so mischevious. The one with the black mask is still called Bandit, the new owners changed the other ones name.
I sometimes see photos of the two girl kittens, but I’ve lost track of how the boys are doing. Their mum and uncle are still here safe with us.
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I have at least eight egg cups!
More than one a day. I’m particularly pleased with a couple I hand painted. I even have a Margaret Thatcher one, although I didn’t like the woman. And a plastic smarties one (the British firm of m and m’s. There’s one with a hate chasing round the cup and another with thorns and flowers, from a ceramics firm that has sadly closed down.
There’s one from Portmeirion. One that is too big except for duck eggs.
I had a glass hen shaped one, and one like a tigers head, but they may be broken or lost….
Other collections? Paintings, cat ornaments, books, hats….
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