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I love colour as you can see.
Colour is the best option for me.
Bright colours are very good.
Not just black and white could
grab my mind…
Without colour I am blind…
I love a spectrum of every hue.
Yellow, red, gold, bronze and blue.
Purple and orange fight to be seen,
Not to mention beautiful green.
So of I will go to paint again.
My palette with new colours, lain.
You know the inkblot test? Rorschach test? Why does this photo remind me of rabbits doing a Morris dance? Or laying the drums?
Photo of the sunrise about a month ago I think, with overgrown hedge and trees.
I can see ears, eyes, mouth and nose. Mind you I’ve always seen patterns in wallpaper. Sometimes I see a splodge and from then on I can’t get away from the image of Marge Simpsons blue bin, or a horse rearing…. Why? I don’t know.
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I love house leeks, a type of succulent that makes a rosette of leaves. They are often found growing on walls and sometimes even roofs. They are called succulents because their leaves are swollen with moisture, a bit like a cactus…. Some have weblike coverings, as if a spider had spun a web across the top of them. These plants look good on old fashioned rockeries. Stones and rocks with succulents peeping through the gaps.
This photo has been manipulated to duplicate the pattern. I like doing this and seeing what comes out of it….
Norman my white nosed reindeer…. 
Norman is hoping to be a stand in Reindeer at Christmas. He’s wants to be an understudy for Santa’s team.
He says that he’s waited five hundred years for the chance and his nose has turned white with age. He’s wearing his favourite stripey woolley jumper and has borrowed a set of Santa’s braces to keep his trousers up. He feels the cold at the North Pole because of his age.
Norman almost went out in 1960 when Dasher had a pulled hamstring from dashing and crashing about, but he missed out when a reindeer called Snowy took Dashers’ place.
Norman says his sense of direction can let him down. He once flew to the South Pole by mistake but did make friends with the King Penguins down there. He now takes a blow up globe and a compass with him so that he can find his way around the world.
Norman has a month to prove himself so he can go on this year’s Christmas run.
One of my favourite artists is Escher. His endless staircase and morphing fish into birds always intrigued me.
There is his self portrait which shows a hand holding a mirrored metallic globe. In it you see a bearded man. The image looks like a fisheye lens, the room around him is curved as the reflection follows the shape of the sphere. I think there are bookcases and stairs and windows reflected in it.
I only posted this because my drawing in homage to his came up on my Facebook memories today. It’s a digital drawing done on my Wacom tablet before my computer stopped working. That reminds me I must get it fixed……
Still leaves on the trees although the breeze picked up earlier tonight and its raining so there will be a soggy wet mess in the garden not crisp piles of leaves to scrunch through. But fallen leaves are a good source of shelter for invertebrates and small mammals during the winter. Sometimes the old piles of wood in a garden can also attract hedgehogs, so don’t burn the wood, or at least move it first and burn it straight away if you don’t want to hurt the hedgehogs that might be hiding in the log pile. You can use leaf mould to mulch flower beds. It gives nutrients back to the soil and shelters tender plants. Enjoy what’s left if the autumn u here in the North. Hopefully eople South of the equator will have lovely spring weather.
The fingernails were split and bleeding, the hand ended at a severed wrist. Gradually it crawled across the floor, searching for something? Lifting the pretty throw draped across the sofa it scuttled underneath…
The camera panned out. The narrator whispering….. Now the female waits, it is mating season. She is a lone zombie hand, she can release pheromones….
Then… And here they are, five smaller hands, distinguished by not wearing nail varnish……
In the spring, the narrator said, there could be fingers…..
People who read my blog a few weeks ago know that our pear tree had blown over, leaving the branches only about eight feet above the ground. We have had to prop it up with large pieces of wood. I have almost collected what was left on the tree and the ones we have are criss crossed with scars and dents. But once you peel the skin off they are juicy and sweet to eat. This photo was taken last year and I like it because the warm light is shining horizontally and turning the pears into almost liquid gold colours?
Photo of Jodrell Bank Observatory I took in 2011.
See that star up there?
That’s a planet Galileo saw.
See the dots across its face?
Moons that circle it apace.
Moving further into space,
Stars and gas, nebulae like lace.
Gazing further, higher, far
Supernovae, neutron star.
Galaxies fly apart so fast
Hubbles constant, Doppler’s haste.
Black holes tug at other worlds,
Gravity wells where stars are hurled.
Big bang was expanding
Dark matter we’re not understanding..
Cosmic microwave background energy.
Look out from our earth observatory.
I drew this a couple of years ago. I was trying to find something magical but not the usual Halloween images of pumpkins or spiders webs. The story of the phoenix rebirth from fire is quite ancient. There was a children’s programme in the 1970’s that had a phoenix at the heart of it. I remember it being quite badly done because it was before CGI, but I think I enjoyed it. Perhaps it was on at Sunday tea time? It was in the era before children got their own TV channels. I don’t remember much more about it.
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