Cats are heat seeking, so when I put some of the washing up away, well he jumped up and sat in the warm patch of sunlight!
I’m considering using him as a dish mop or tea towel. I’m surprised he hasn’t jumped into my frying pan.
At one stage he had his head down and started purring loudly. Don’t worry I washed it all again afterwards. The space is now full of draining crockery and I’ve cleared a space for him away from here.
Such a nice word,
a resplendent word,
for a plastic take away tub.
But recycled, which is good,
ideal for acrylics.
Mixing paints in it,
nothing slides off,
perfect for cleaning,
then wipe with a cloth.
Better than using an old China plate.
I’ve decided not to do any more on this, called Tiger Lily. It’s just a bit of fun, something different, a cross between a green man and a cat. I could do more. I think the colours are probably too confused. I could keep messing with it but I’m busy trying to finish other paintings as well, like my poppy painting….
I seem to be using a lot of cadmium red at the moment! The contrasting green is pthalo green which is such a deep emerald colour.
Onwards and upwards hopefully.
I had an idea for a green man painting but needed a model, my hubby volunteered. I wanted him to look menacing, but he just looked cheerful! I’m not sure if I will do this or not. It’s a portrait challenge if nothing else. What do you think? Shall I?
A year ago I was outside Chatterley and Whitfield colliery drawing with the Stoke Urban Sketchers.
This year Stoke-on-Trent is hosting the United Kingdom Urban Sketchers annual festival from 7th to 9th June 2019! There may be a lot if sketchers descending on the city.
There is a lot of industrial archaeology and architecture here so I think people will enjoy it. Hopefully I will be able to get involved in it.
There are lots of places in Stoke-on-Trent and in the surrounding countryside which are worth drawing. I would love people to come here and fall in love with this city.
I’ve started work on this painting after a gap of a few months. I think it just over faced me, it was too big, to difficult (I’m working on it by looking at my phone).
And this last few days I haven’t felt well enough, but I started work on it this morning and did a good few hours on it.
So, where am I painting? In the house, not my studio. That’s the other thing, physically I feel awful. Mentally, I’m OK but don’t feel like I want to go out. We went for lunch with a friend today, but came straight home afterwards because I was exhausted, literally shaking. I don’t think I’m getting worse, but it’s taking time to recover and I know I’m pushing myself. But I have an exhibition next week and I haven’t got everything done. It’s very last minute……
This morning I realised it will be forty years in September since I started my degree in fine art painting…and I have never stopped….
This is a portrait of Cyril I did in 2000. I hadn’t seen it since then.
But then we went to an exhibition by Cyril Tilston a few weeks ago at Centre Space in the Spode heritage visitor centre. Cyril had a photography show and we got chatting.
He took one of my cards and then contacted me over the weekend. He had found this drawing. We had met 19 years ago at another exhibition. We had got discussed art and I had invited him to a drawing group we used to hold in a local pub. So I must have drawn him at the group.
So interesting to look at my drawing style then. I think my eyesight was better then, my hand less shaky. The lines I drew stronger than now. But I’m glad I still draw and paint. Maybe I will have the chance of drawing him again.