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Posted on February 2, 2022 Posted in Sketching, UncategorizedTagged Age, Cooking, Face, Food, Heat, Heating, Hot, Life, Profile, Sketching, Time5 Comments

Why do I feel hot? I’m melting. Not my age? It’s winter, I’ve got the heating on. But I’m hot. I’m not ill, I was, but I’m getting better. I guess it’s because I have been standing in front of the cooker making tea (evening meal). I was looking for a drawing to show how I feel and this one from a couple of days ago illustrates it well. As you get older life seems to get more complicated. I swear I think bits are going to start falling off me!

Anyway, I’m feeling a bit better. But even so, I think I will have an early night. Life, its wonderful but complex.

Don’t look at me like that?

Posted on January 14, 2022 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Age, Black and white, Distorted, Duplicated, Face, Images, Life, Portrait, self portrait, TimeLeave a comment

Taking a photo and playing with it. I discovered one side of my face looks older and more dour than the other one. My face frowns and my mouth turns down, there’s more lines. I might have to get a haircut too, but it doesn’t really matter. I think observing yourself is part of being an artist, self portraits tell a story. Distorting them can ask a question.

Some images can be more distorted than others! Making the image black and white helps me concentrate on the features.

Purple

Posted on April 30, 2021 Posted in Sketching, UncategorizedTagged Age, Art, Blue, Doodle, Fun, Hue, Humour, Life, Old, Poem, Poetry, Purple, violet2 Comments

Shall I colour my hair purple?

Shall I cover the grey?

Replace the silver with a violet hue,

Like old ladies

Have their hair coloured blue?

Doodle an idea,

Just to see

But the drawing

Looks nothing like me!

What are you doing to me wordpress?

Posted on April 19, 2021 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Age, Art, automatic car?, Confused, gears, Life, Poem, Poetry, Thinking, too many buttons4 Comments

Are you turning into instagram?

What are all these new buttons?

Easier or more complex?

My brain is struggling

To keep up with unwanted changes!

I was driving with gears

Now you’ve given me an Automatic

taken away the clutch

but not told me where the brakes are!

Is that fair?

I’m a blogger

not a programmer

or coder

or whatever

these newfangled things are?

Thanks?

1/10 so far….

Going grey

Posted on April 12, 2021 Posted in Sketching, UncategorizedTagged Age, diamond, Digital art, Digital drawing, platinum, Poem, Poetry, silver, Thought, Understanding?, winkles2 Comments

Wrinkles?

What are they for?

And going grey

What is the point?

Feeling worn out

Losing my mojo

Growing tired

But I ain’t dead yet

I have knowledge

I see patterns in history.

No not grey

Precious silver

Or platinum.

Not wrinkles

But the map of my life.

Strong like a diamond

Moulded by the pressure

Of living.

Go back to the sea.

Posted on April 11, 2021 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Age, Childhood, Lost, Memories, Ocean, Pier, Poem, Poetry, Rhyme, Sea, Thinking, WaterLeave a comment

Along the pier

Walk out to Sea

Across the tide

My life to be?

An old man thinks

Of times gone by

Boyhood days

Of gulls and skies.

Of storms and fog

Waves rolling high.

A girl goes skipping

The length of the pier

In the arcades

Candy floss, she cheers.

A woman now

Looks back in time.

Worm eaten memories

Are lost in rhyme.

From young to old

Each person’s regrets

Are tied together

In their own nets.

Sea and sand

Cliffs and rock

All remembered

As the gulls flock.

Tired

Posted on April 8, 2021 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Aches and pains, Age, Bacteria, Bug, Illness, Luck, Mask, Pandemic, Thinking, Tired, viruses, World4 Comments

Another day of a bug. I don’t think it’s covid, I think it’s some sort of cold. I ache and I’m tired, but I don’t have the covid symptoms thankfully. I usually go outside wearing a mask. But one day last week I forgot. But as I was not going in any shops I thought I’d be OK. But perhaps someone sneezed or coughed? And I try to stop breathing for a few seconds as I walk passed people….

I guess there will be a lot less bugs about as we sheild ourselves from the Pandemic. But it doesn’t mean there aren’t other illnesses out there. Waiting for some throat or nose to lodge in, or to be caught on your hand by touching a surface with bacteria or viruses that have landed on it.

Life… A convoluted mix of luck and confusion.

Walking…..

Posted on February 25, 2021 Posted in UncategorizedTagged #100daywalkingchallenge, 25% done!, Age, belief, Confidence, Exercise, Fun, Life, Tired, Walking2 Comments

I never thought I would be doing this challenge. I used to be scared of walking. If I walked a couple of hundred yards I would congratulate myself! I’m so glad I joined in and I’ve already got through 25% of it!

I used to be fit. I could cycle for miles, but after an accident where I was injured I eventually got a car. That was my downfall. Its taken over thirty years to realise I can do something about it. Don’t be scared, have a go!

Drawing lashes

Posted on February 18, 2021 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Age, Blurred, Brows, Eyes, Face, Poem, Poetry, Tired2 Comments

Blurred face

Added lashes

Tidied brows

You still are old

Your blue contact lenses

Shine brightly

But the greying lens

Of age

Cannot be beaten…

Boat and hubby

Posted on January 12, 2021 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Age, Boat, Decades, Grandfather, Hubby, Memories, Old, Painting, Time, YearsLeave a comment

The boat is probably about 90 years old? The painting of my hubby is about forty years old. You know you are getting on when things you own start to age with you!

Time passes, faster it seems as you get older. Ten years just flew by. I have so much stuff that I have collected over the years. I wish it was displayed beautifully… But its not.

Mallaband-Brown

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