New paintings and regular art updates.
Playing with Artrage again. I started out trying to create something like a stained glass window, but it morphed into a more sci-fi style image x
I keep playing games, watching videos, distracting myself. I played with my Artrage app and photodirector app yesterday. But is it productive, or am I just hiding. Trying to switch off. I don’t think it’s good for my hands, I think I might be getting a bit of arthritis. I think holding the phone cramps my left hand more as I’m already having problems with my left shoulder and elbow. OK I’m moaning, I need to stop….
He likes his green toy mouse
Kick, bite, grapple
He tired himself out.
Dozing now
Whiskers twitch
Small snores
Mouse within reach
Try and take it
He will stir
And pounce
Play again…
I will have to get a list of the prompts I’ve missed! Here is an experimental portrait, trying a slightly different technique. Drawn in the ArtRage app. #bandofsketchers prompt was portrait. I wanted it to look more like a drawing than a painting.
I tried my hand as (bad) sculpting yesterday. I think because I bodged this together there might be trapped air and I am a bit worried this might explode or the tail or front legs fall off in the kiln. I did hollow it out to make that mess likely, and using that extra bit of clay I made a pinch pot in the shape of a flower. I expect both pieces to shrink when they are biscuit fired and then I might glaze them. Anyway it’s a bit different to painting. X
Name an attraction or town close to home that you still haven’t got around to visiting.
From Google
“Chatsworth, home of the Duke and Duchess of Devonshire is set in the heart of the Peak District in Derbyshire, on the banks of the river Derwent. Explore the historic house for fascinating stories and one of Europe’s most significant art collections.”
I’ve seen it on TV lots of times but it’s always been just a bit too far to drive, or something else has come up and I never went. Maybe it’s time I did go before it’s too late? Before I get too totally doddery.
I found the picture on WordPress gallery of photos, one of only two. So I hope it is a real image of it.
I know there is meant to be a massive fountain there? I might try and find out its opening times.
It was summer in 1981, I was on holiday from college. I wanted to paint my then boyfriend, later husband. I had oil paints but no canvas, so I got an old wooden door. I carved and sanded it a bit to make it more interesting. We were living in a shared house and the curtains were in our living room. I remember they were bright yellow. I love this painting, it brings back great memories.
My hubby in about 1982/83, sorry the photos blurry the cat is the same one as in the other painting. It’s propped against the wall and the computer is in the way. The title is Summer Dream. It’s oil on canvas. There are standing stones at the top and a female figure with long hair blowing in the wind, (meant to be me). It’s supposed to be set in the west country.
Another narrative painting.
Like Macavity the Mystery cat, the poem by TS Elliot, he’s not there…. Or at least was so eager to greet me that he jumped down from his perch and stopped me getting a shot of him looking cute on the windowledge in front of various glass ornaments. Plus hubbys wizard figurine and two dying plants that I have seriously neglected recently.
I’m glad I have the cats, small, medium and large keeping me company. By turns cheeky and cute. They are just what I need when I’m feeling low, and I need them more than ever at the moment.
1980s large canvas. Painted in oils, it was only a few years later that I started using acrylics instead. It’s about 5 ft by 4 ft or something like that. It depicts our old front room, in the house we used to live in. The cellar underneath the front room was starting to collapse, its vaulted ceiling held up with an acroprop. Why was I painting a giant cat? Because I love them, and patterns (wallpaper, clothes etc). The small cat in the corner is playing with a roll of wool. The box says Walsall Art supplies, where I came from. I’d call this a narrative painting.
Mallaband-Brown