Wip

Phoenix

I’ve decided to do more to this, I didn’t like the green on it and have tried to make it a bit more like graffiti. I want to tidy up around the edges.. I’m also working on a cat watching goldfish. I did a painting of that idea years ago and the new cat picture has a similar theme… At least I’ve got into painting again..

Not in…

It wasn’t to be. Yesterday I thought I’d been lucky, a friend had been called her entry for the open exhibition was not successful. I waited all day, no call, no email. Could it be?

Discussed with another artist, you’re a cert she said. No problem.

About 10 am, the call came, I waited a second to decide whether I was assuming yes or no? Joy or gloom?

Sorry, you were not successful this time. A pleasant woman’s voice.. Gloom, then a realisation. I had managed to do something that I hadn’t done for a while. I’d painted a piece of art.. I don’t care about the judges. I LIKE it!

Old self portrait

Painted in 1991? that was when I flirted with getting my first studio, but one of the three people sharing it enjoyed playing loud music too much. Eventually it drove me out. I just wanted to paint in quiet and peace.

The cat was one of the first cats I had when I came to live in Stoke on Trent. She was extremely intelligent and followed me everywhere or rode on my shoulder. I was in my early thirties when I painted this. It was acrylic on canvas. Called familiar friends.

The Autumn

Autumn puddle acrylic on canvas

Leaves Fall in Autumn

Flowers spring up in Spring

Summer sums the year up

Winter does what? Wint?

Seasons they are all….

Never know what words mean

They are only sounds,

What is the word Autumn

Two syllables round.

It’s more interesting to say

Than a bland word like fall.

A remnant of history

That our ancient world recalls.

Red horse

My friend Eve let me used a black and white photo of a horse as the basis of this acrylic on canvas titled “Red Horse”. I had thought of doing a blue or green version too, but I think this works best. He’s certainly a character. On display at the Etruria Industrial museum in Stoke-on-Trent, Staffordshire. I think he could be one of the horses that used to haul barges along the Trent and Mersey canal.

Molly

Blurry photo

Molly, a portrait of a woman called Molly Leigh who may have been a witch, she lived in Burslem, Stoke-on-Trent. It’s the second painting I’m putting in the Brampton museum and art gallery in Newcastle under Lyme. It’s another acrylic on canvas. Included in the front window of the museum with the Orme Art Group Exhibition.

It will be for sale. I need to let my paintings go to new homes. I want them to go where they are appreciated and will be seen. I realise that as I get older I am holding on to a lot of things that could be better elsewhere. I don’t want an empty space but I’m running out of wall space.