New paintings and regular art updates.
Everyone seems to be posting 9 of their best pictures on Instagram at the moment. I don’t know what app they are using so I just posted these. Mainly commissions plus my stall which I had at Spode earlier this month.
So I hope you all have a lovely New Year’s Eve and a great 2019!
We live on the wrong side of the hill to see sunsets, so it’s only when I see a glimpse of red or pink reflecting off the clouds that I know something is happening.
Today I was coming home from the shops and I saw a gap in the clouds and a tiny patch of blue. There was also a glimmer of rouge painting a fiery base to the clouds.
I quickly drove over the hill and tried to find a spot where the view wasn’t hidden by trees or houses.
He view was a grey one, with a tiny glimmer of red fighting the street lights on the horizon. The trees and iron fence made strong silhouettes against it. I wish I could have been there 10 minutes earlier. It may have been glorious, but I missed it.
One day I might live in a sunset facing house. Now I just look out for pink clouds and dash up over the hill.
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I’ve been woken after two hours sleep by a headache. My shoulders are also aching and my nose feels stuffed up. I thought I was doing remarkably well to avoid the festive lurgy that lurks at this time of year, but maybe not.
Two paracetamol and a cup of warm decaff coffee is all I can take to ward off this possible cold. I won’t say it’s worse than that because I don’t know yet… .
If I start snuffling or sneezing or even coughing I shall know then….
Going back to sleep. Night all.
Sometimes I see something and I know it could be morphed into something else. Here I took a picture of railway lines and turned it into a pattern for a butterfly.
It also appears to me like a horses head tipped down and facing right. I might have a go at morphing it into that image.
Patterns spark my interest. As a child I woukd make faces and animals by looking closely at patterned wallpaper or see dragons or Pegasus in the clouds.
I’m glad a dreamer. I would encourage anyone to look at the shapes around them. Pattern is embedded in the Universe. You only have to look at the spiral shell of a snail to imagine galaxies or whirlpools.
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Hiding under the tree, determined to shake the baubles free. Trying to use the plastic wrapped metal trunk as a scratching post.
Every so often she sneaks underneath, now the presents have gone, then stands up on her back legs – her front paws in the air, battling a glinting decoration, rattling the tinsel. A couple of times the tree has rocked and shaken like a fir in a tornado, almost, but not quite, uprooted from its three pronged stand.
Then out she shoots, scampers after a toy, a feather, a ball. The tree is forgotten till next time – then used as a hiding place, scratching post, and climbing frame in turn when she feels like it.
Twelth night will see the tree demolished and returned to its cardboard box home. What will cat do then?
I used to have a desiderata pinned up on a wall but it’s disappeared somewhere. So I tried to remember (vaguely) what it said. I tried to get the gist of what it meant. It’s turned into a sort of poem.
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Definition from Wikipedia :
“Spoonerism
A spoonerism is an error in speech in which corresponding consonants, vowels, or morphemes are switched (see Metathesis) between two words in a phrase.[1][2] These are named after the Oxford don and ordained minister William Archibald Spooner, who was famous for doing this.
An example is saying “The Lord is a shoving leopard” instead of “The Lord is a loving shepherd.” While spoonerisms are commonly heard as slips of the tongue, and getting one’s words in a tangle, they can also be used intentionally as a play on words.”
I only mention this as I was talking to the cat this morning and said “you’ve got pappy haws this morning”. Of course I meant “happy paws” but it struck me how often you can get words mixed up ….
I don’t know how much I will be online over the next couple of days, so I will say Yappy Hew Near! Or Nappy Yew Hear!
Zing, is it a thing?
Bling of shades,
Ping of pink,
Springing out,
Bright sight.
Giving joy,
No not coy,
But a fight,
Of colours
In flight.
Here are three portrait paintings I did a few years ago. They are all Acrylics on canvas.
I think I’m reasonably good at capturing a likeness, but there are other things like the proportions of a figure to get right. I painted my mother and sister in one painting. My sister was taller than my mum but their heads are level in the painting I did. That’s because my mom was standing on a step so their heads were at the same level. To be honest it looks odd, not because it’s wrong but because you don’t expect one set of legs to be so much longer!
When I was learning to draw and paint figures I would often draw the heads bigger and the legs shorter. That’s because I was not looking properly and not taking account of foreshortening, especially when the model was sitting on the ground.
I enjoy painting people but not many ask for portraits these days. I am also good at painting pets, and I don’t need photoshop to put two figures together from two separate photos.
Anyway feel free to contact me if you ever want a portrait or a painting of an ancestor for instance
In 2013 there was a call for postcards to sell for charity at a blind auction. No signature was included so that there would not be a preference for one artist over another
I don’t even know if they sold but I enjoyed painting them.
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