New paintings and regular art updates.
I was sitting by my stall at a craft fair run by market_@_48 at Spode potbank Hotel today. I realised Stoke Urban Sketchers were there so I decided to ask for a couple of sheets of paper and I managed to draw the view from my stall and then of a singer called merrym’n who was singing songs about stoke-on-trent and his songs were very good.
I will post pictures of the craft fair, there were some very interesting stalls.
Went out this morning and someone had kicked off my drivers side wing mirror. I know it was kicked off as that side was next to the pavement. I’d heard a thud outside last night which may have been it happening about 2.30am this morning.
I only noticed it as I was driving away, I looked into my mirror only to see the pillar of the door instead of the road behind me. I have my suspicions as to who did it but I’m not saying who as I don’t want to stir up trouble for myself.
It’s part of life but it is very annoying. Just something else to sort out.
I’m playing with paintings again. The idea is to do tiny paintings that people might like but won’t cost much to have. They are about the size of a small matchbox. I’m trying to do new designs. There are giraffes and butterflies, an owl and a skull. Hearts, a panda and I’m trying to paint a little sailing boat.
Well I’d better get on as they need finishing by the morning.
Just a couple of views from my windows.
See that?
It’s plants and trees
Green stuff
To help us breathe.
It’s made of wood
Or green leaves
Flowers too
To frame the view.
Inside and out
On sill and in pot
My view is enhanced
By all these plants.
In the forest it was gloomy, rain had been falling all day, and a grey swirling cap of clouds seemed to sit just above the treetops.
As she walked into the clearing she looked up. No sign of sunshine. It was almost as dark there as under the trees. At least there was a pool which looked clear. She had got a camping stove and would soon be able to make a hot drink. This then would be her camping spot for the night. Only another 20 miles to her destination.
Then as she prepared her evening meal, the clouds started to part and light streamed into the glade.
The light seemed to trigger movement. All around her the ground seemed to lift up into humps which turned into writhing figures in human form. They had been held down by green tendrils of leaves. The green men. An ancient myth. She screamed as she realised they were surrounding her, mirroring the surrounding trees. Tendrils reaching out and pinning her to the ground. She had realised too late that they were carnivorous plants.
This poor wrecked old hotel sits forlorn opposite the Burslem school of art. There is also the wedgewood institute built directly opposite the school, but that’s had work done on it to restore it.
It’s good that a few buildings are being preserved, but the old hotel is interesting with its turrets and bay windows. Is it too far gone? Possibly, the roof partly collapsed last week and the road was cordoned off by the police and fire brigade last week. Now wooden boards form a wall round it and it’s ground floor windows, which had been shops, look sad and run down.
Burslem is the mother town, the oldest of the six pottery towns. Its sad to see its magnificent architecture in such decline.
Burslem is all on a slant, I think it’s suffering a lot if subsidence due to either a fault line or mining. A lot of buildings seem to be affected by this. I wonder if anything will be done about it?
It’s late again
It’s hot again,
The pubs busy over the road
People walk by, shouting
Enjoying the heat
Banging car doors
Revving engines
Shut up, shut up, shut up!
I can’t sleep,
The heat holds me in its hand,
Stifling my body,
The noises throb in my ears
I need sleep!
Just found this sketch in my bag. I was trying to explain to my hubby that we had a metal net type thing, two hemispheres of mesh that close up and clip together to hold the tea in. It’s like an old fashioned tea bag. Maybe this is something people could start using again. It would save on paper and you could put just the right amount of tea in just for you……..
The only trouble is I can’t find the darned thing!
Photo of part of my lunch. I just liked the fruit and peel against the table top pattern. Isn’t it fab that the white lines on the table seem to mirror the segments of the fruit?
Its been a busy day, discussing a mural proposal, then having lunch, then off to a trumpet lesson ( the first for months) I’m learning a part of the new world symphony. Now I’ve got to get ready to go out for the opening of the three counties open exhibition as I managed to get a painting into it. I’m pleased because it’s chosen from submissions from artists in Cheshire, Shropshire and Staffordshire and is on at Burslem School of Art, Queen Street, Burslem, Stoke-on-Trent for a month. …
So a bit of a boring fruit based blog… Sorry!
Went for lunch with my hubby. He chats away all the time, but as soon as he gets an interesting book he’s away in his own world. This one was about the mafia, he was so enthralled that he didn’t finish his lunch!
The book was from Bread in common, a little cafe that opens on a Friday and is vegetarian. You can pay what you feel for the food. They also sell bread on a seperate counter and have a book exchange where my hubby got the book. It’s called ‘the rise of the mafia’ by Martin Short. If you want to visit its on Hartshill, in Stoke-on-Trent.
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