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The front door remained closed
The curtains the same.
No reason to go out,
No wish to speak
Warm enough to sleep
Quiet enough to rest
My heart misses a beat
When a figure passes the door.
Watching TV a while
Reading a book to make me smile
Why bother to move
Just have a coffee, a sandwich
And snooze.
Contemplation or hiding?
You choose.
Cat with claws, stretch, hook, ouch!
Puncture wounds in my knees
Black and white with a pink and black nose
Chin strap of black under half her chin
Chunky and wriggly, she loves nuzzling
Loud purr, quiet miaows
Little and friendly.
Sweet.
Digital art with added background.
Wishing you all a lovely 2025. I hope things go well for you all. That things are as peaceful and good as they can be. That no harm comes to you and if you don’t get your hearts desires you will at least feel positive about it.
What makes you feel nostalgic?
The WordPress image library is hard to use to find British pictures. I was looking for an image of “Robin Hood” but I could only find the bird, or a coat hood or the hood (bonnet) of a car.
I want to share some of the 1960’s TV shows I remember from childhood. Some of them are being shown again.
They include ‘the Avengers’, not the marvel ones, but John Steed and his various female companions. For example Mrs Emma Peel and Tara King. They were secret agents.
Then there is the Champions, three investigators, starring Stuart Damon, Alexandra Bastido and William Gaunt. They were transformed into people with superpowers after a plane crash in Tibet.
Also, Randall and Hopkirk (deceased). Marty Hopkirk is killed in the first episode and returns as a ghost to help his friend to undertake Private Investigations. Marty’s wife Jeanie is often involved.
There are so many more, Dr Who, the Tomorrow People, Space 1999, Jason King, Department S. The Saint, the Persuaders and The adventures of Robin Hood…. So many, some from the 1970’s. And not forgetting Gerry Anderson shows like Thunderbirds, Captain Scarlet, and Joe 90. They give me a warm glow if I see the programmes, although some of them haven’t been on for decades. I get drawn back to sitting infront of the TV watching my favourite shows. Getting excited about their adventures. Life was so much simpler then.
Time flies, life goes on
Hurt and pain are never gone
Somewhat diminished
But still living here
Coiled round my heart
With everything dear.
Life seen in chunks
Days weeks and months
One year follows another
Some I can smother
Forgetting the pain
But then it rises again.
My life will continue
My future uncertain
Draw back the veil
Open the curtain
On next year’s adventures
And will I have dentures?
(well I couldn’t find a better rhyme…!)
Playing with collage and filters.
It started out as a photo taken through my bedroom window, as I shake I got interesting trails of light. Then by putting the photo through the same filter 3 times I got this laminated effect.
I like the simple colours, black, white and blue. I think the pattern I created looks like a butterfly. I also think it looks a bit like an xray..
My friend took me out this afternoon for lunch. We went to a pub called the Star at Stone and had a pleasant lunch. It’s on the Trent and Mersey canal and sits next to the towpath so it’s reachable from the water as well as the road. The decor is quite rustic and a nice mash up of old chairs and oak tables.
On the way home we drove home through the countryside on a road that parallels the main road but is more twisty and interesting. The sun was low and shining on the sides of buildings giving them a beautiful glow. A definite pick me up after days of grey mist.
How have your political views changed over time?
When I was young I voted one way, the same as the rest of my family. I was very young and influenced by their long term beliefs.
When I left home I moved into shared accommodation, I realised I had been living in a bubble at home, I hadn’t had the responsibility of paying bills before, or other things to deal with, like not having hot water and having to shower at the college. I met different people and they had different political views. Over the years I changed my priorities and my political allegencies.
All I would say is that it’s good to think for yourself, look at how life is and make a decision that is good for you, and the people around you.
Yes it’s a lampshade. Made up mainly fake bivalve shells. Yet another odd old thing my house is decorated with. I often wonder what will happen to my stuff when I’m gone? Do I specify that all my art (lots of paintings) will be shared out to family, donated to a local museum, my old school? Maybe someone will like it enough to buy it if it were sold in an auction? Is it persuasive enough for people to like? I won’t be there to find out.
I need to draw again, but with my Parkinsons it’s so hit and miss. I need to be still enough to stop the tremors transfering onto the pages. Either my drawing hand shakes or the hand holding the Sketchbook shakes, it’s like being a human seismograph! If I had the gumption I would use it to my artistic advantage. I’ve never wanted so much to colour outside the lines but in a coherent, not random way. My life needs to settle down so my mind can too.
Mallaband-Brown