New paintings and regular art updates.
I don’t know what I was thinking, but when I got a new shower curtain it came with it’s own rings, what to do with the old ones? I hung them up on a branch of the fern that’s growing in the bathroom. I guess I put them there because they looked interesting and I don’t like throwing things away.
I do like a good tessellation, I’ve turned my two versions of sunflowers into tiles to see what it would look like in a tile pattern. I used incollage app to do this. I think it looks OK but I wouldn’t want a whole wall decorated with it, a bit too over the top! I might try this again but rotate the tiles so they fit in with each other.
If you had to give up one word that you use regularly, what would it be?
I wish I didn’t need to use the word poverty, in this country and about the rest of the world.
Poverty can be relative, a millionaire can feel poor in relation to a billionaire. But that’s not real. Or someone who lives in a first world nation can struggle to survive on a very low income, having to chose between heating and eating.
But I think true poverty is in countries wracked by famine, war, sickness or all three. When starvation is rife, and children are stunted by lack of food and clean water.
And yet there are eighty men in the world that own the same amount of money as half the world’s population. That’s 80 : 4,000,000,000. Each one has an average amount of money equal to 50,000,000 individuals.
If only our world was not so unequal. I’m not talking about complete equality, people would fight to the death over that, but perhaps a bit more generous support for the poor and more taxes for the rich. Perhaps charitable foundations to spread food and medicine, to reduce wars, to care for one another. I know that trickle down economics does not work. The trickle is stemmed by the slightly less wealthy. But somehow we must change things, stop poverty, be fair, and tackle the climate change to which is having the most detrimental effect on the poorest in society.
So instead of poverty my new word would be fairness.
Flower or Sun?
Sunflower fun
Digitally drawn
Edited with love
Playing with colour
To make it less bright
Always experiment
Like a digital atom
Exploring it’s orbit
A phantasm of heat.
Surrounded by wavy lines I drew a green pearly ball. Just experimenting with layers in Artrage and smoothed out with photodirector. Too hot to do much at the moment.
Plant in a teapot, on an old flaky paint windowledge in the restroom at Spode studios. The plant looks like it’s trying to escape, and is exploding like a firework from the pot. I like the crinkly window glass behind it, it looks so old, with rust building up on the metal window frames.
Are you holding a grudge? About?
I don’t hold a grudge, it’s too painful, and it makes no sense. If you hold a grudge who are you harming? Yourself. Painful thoughts about someone else don’t harm them, they don’t know about it, but the worm of a grudge bores inside you and makes poison in your thoughts and harms your moods.
Oh I have held grudges before now, and for a long time, but I have it up as a bad idea. Don’t hold grudges, it’s not worth it.
Tuesdays #bandofsketchers prompt was secluded. A secluded spot? I’m imagining a river valley with a rocky escarpment on one side. Trees surround green fields on the other. Digital finger painting using my Artrage app. The view seems to be from on a hill overlooking the valley. Entirely imagined.
A real castle in Wales we visited last year. There are so many in the principality that we have visited over the years, this might be Carnarvon. This is in North West Wales but I’m not absolutely sure.
I posted this because it’s a substantial castle, mostly in ruins, a lot of them were built by English King’s to control Wales. This is why the English monarchy has a Prince of Wales who is usually the monarchs son. I’d love to go back.
Bees and hover flies pollenating the flowers, I don’t get out to deadhead them so they are going over (dying back) sooner than usual, but they are still joyously beautiful.
I didn’t realise how much the back yard meant to me ubtil this period of isolation. But I just have to look out of the back door and I see this glorious view. I haven’t taken any recent photos so I must get some before it’s too late. Have a lovely September.
Mallaband-Brown