New paintings and regular art updates.
One of the things we did at the Spode open days was encourage people to get involved and either draw pictures of spode, draw a design, or write what Spode meant to them on a card. We got a few responses. I think now they are there they may be more on Sunday. The idea was that people could respond to the art exhibition we are holding in the foyer from artists who either work in the building or who have been involved in other projects there or who previously worked in the factory.
Sunset tonight, I saw the light on the clouds so I drove over the hill to see it.
That’s the trouble living on the east side of a big hill. It gets in the way of sunsets!
The clouds appeared dark grey but on the photos they have a blue hue. I’m not sure if that was because of the way my eyes adjusted to the light or the way the phone camera reacted. The sky was bright orange as I looked at it but appears brighter in the photo.
I tried to get a close up shot of a bat that was flitting around low to the ground, but it was only visible as it crossed the bright band of orange.
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Sometimes a painting can need work. After a couple of months, and after already exhibiting “my green man” I decided to do more work on it. The canvas was a bit rough, so when you put paint on it, it didn’t spread evenly and it caught on the surface, leaving tiny little dots where the paint hadn’t stuck. That meant that it looked thin in places and the colour wasn’t strong enough so I have tried to improve the pattern of the leaves and the shading on the face. I’ve used some iridescent turquoise to give it the gleam of dampness. If I do another one I might try and paint frost and ice on it.
Q, such a strange letter,
Comes after P, before R,
But it sounds like it should be
At the end, with Y and Z (zed or zee).
Quick, quiet, quad, Queen….
Why does it come with u?
Quest, quark, quince, quorum….
What does it mean to you?
Alpha, bet, questions.
Really quincunx, quintiles, quiescent, qualified…
It’s a quiz or a quest!
Memories of Youdraw, a website I drew at years ago. Each block was tiny and you only had two black pens and two erasers. Together you could use them to draw black and white pictures. The intention was to collect 500,000 drawings. But they had to be acceptable. Sometimes there were rude pictures, scribbles and racist remarks. I was asked to volunteer as a moderator and used to spend hours deleting the bad stuff. It’s an interesting thought to remember all the work I put into it.
These pictures are some of my drawings that I copied from the site then coloured in photoshop. I have others and still own posters that I was sent by Youdraw.com with hundreds of images. They were going to publish a book but I haven’t heard if that will actually happen.
Good memories. X
It had to happen, I’ve moved things round so people can get into the studio for the two open days tomorrow and on Sunday. I got rid of a bit of junk and moved some paintings around. I’ve also moved my big table to the back of the studio instead of its old position where it was not really being used. What I do need a small table to put my paints and palette on. Maybe an old stool or something. I have another chair which I could use but it has a back which might get in the way.
So I’ve got two days to try and meet and greet people. If you come along you will also see a fantastic exhibition of people’s idea of what Spode meant to them, and of course the British Ceramic biannual in the Spode China halls will have started so there will be so much to see. Enjoy!
Went to Bread in Common in Hartshill today for lunch and to deliver an old bike that my hubby has done up for a friend. The sharing platter was great, it was sweet pepper, courgette, aubergine and a beef tomato all stuffed or covered with Mediterranean style brown rice. Also ciabatta bread with an olive oil and herb dip. Afters was a baked nectarine with yoghurt and fresh vanilla. It was delicious.
The friend was pleased with the bike despite my hubby forgetting the number to the combination lock, (he eventually remembered it). Im hoping all this nice food will help me get over my cold.
Got up this morning and found an empty brie packet on the cupboard. It was like a crime scene with the brie kidnapped from the fridge and taken away. Silly I know! It’s just that I buy food for both of us and it’s annoying when it’s just eaten without leaving a bit for me.
I wanted to find something to write on to say ‘evidence’ to leave next to it. But it was five o’clock in the morning and I didn’t have the energy.
When I got up again it was gone, so the opportunity was lost…
George was a good cat. If he climbed on windowsills he would carefully place his paws so he didn’t knock over the vases. If he climbed to the top of the bookcase, somehow he would not knock the books down. Even if paint was spilled on the floor he could avoid walking through it. Oh George was a clever cat. He could be seen in the window of the house. Not looking out, but looking into the room. A twinkle in his eye.
George had one bad habit. He chased the goldfish in the bowl. It would hide behind the plastic castle in the corner. Waiting for George, who could stare for hours, to get bored and go away.
One day it was cold and grey, the weather was stormy, and George decided to look out of the window and watch the trees waving in the wind. Suddenly a bolt of lightening struck one of the tallest trees. There was an almighty cracking noise, and a huge branch came down hitting the window and smashing it. George jumped out of the way just in time, his paws softly landing on the carpet. But then he saw the goldfish, it’s bowl had been knocked over. He sniffed it as it lay flapping on its side. But, instead of eating the fish he carefully gripped the tip of its tail in his mouth and ‘plop’, dropped it back into the half full bowl. Then he placed himself next to the bowl and watched the fish swim.
Boy cat likes hubbies coat. If he gets a chance he will jump up and poddle it, (knead it with his front paws).
My hubby was in the garden earlier then left his coat on the armchair. Up comes uss catand jumps up. Now he’s curled up, snuggled. Must be a boy thing, scent and all that. He never sleeps on my coat (mind you I do hang mine up!). The trouble is when hubby comes in to sit down, cats snaffled his chair. They stare at each other. Will boy cat move? Hubby looks at him, he looks at hubby. I say ‘are you wanting to sit on your seat?’ Hubby lifts cat up, claws attached to coat! Cat comes and poddles my knee!
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