New paintings and regular art updates.
Painted a few years ago at Bovisand Lodge, near Plymouth. The tree is really old and at the back of the carpark. I painted it in situ. I think I must have sold this one a couple of years ago as I can’t remember where it went. I quite like trying to use strong colours in watercolour. It’s more interesting than building up pale layers.
Old goat guarding a wild flower garden
High up on the Welsh mountain.
Up on the Great Orme
In the sunshine.
Old Green copper goat
Verdigris coat.
Ready to butt the unwary
Frozen on top of curved copper.
Your sunny temperament
Your ruminating smile,
Old goat stay on your plinth
Do not come down and chase me.
Long day, some nice people came in and saw the exhibition. Then as we were thinking if packing up a man came in and said something along the lines of “this isn’t the sort if exhibition I was expecting” and walked back out. It felt rude. Dismissive, inconsiderate. I didn’t know what to say, perhaps I should have challenged him? Maybe he wanted to see sculptures, or abstract pictures? He might have wanted to see digital photos of canal boats? But it does say art exhibition. Then you get the fear that it’s not good enough. Not fine enough. Not special enough. But I it a lot of love and effort into what I do. It’s my art. I don’t want to do something like anyone else.
So I’m peeved, I feel annoyed, dismissed. Maybe I’m being thin skinned. It’s partly that, and partly because I got £40 out of the bank this morning so I could get us lunch and also buy Richard a book about trains. But somewhere between the cashpoint and the car, or the car and the museum, I lost it. I tried going through my bag and cleared all the old receipts out of it. No sign, I rang the lace I got the money from. No joy. I looked in the car. Again no. So. Deep breath. I must ut it behind me as an annoying day. Tomorrow is another day. Life is like that….
I’m at Etruria in Stoke-on-Trent today, at the warehouse along the Trent and Mersey canal from the Etruria industrial museum. It’s at the point where two canals meet. The Trent and Mersey and the Cauldon canal.
If you want to find me I’m next to summit lock 40 of the Trent and Mersey. To get in you either have to walk up a steep cobbled surface then walk down some steps, or walk through a work yard which is currently partially blocked by two big palettes of coal. We are not well signposted. I might try and rectify that!
You know I like creating these pictures by putting usually 4 duplicated photos together so you get a fantastic or puzzling image floating in the middle of a sky.
Flying mountains
Fiery roof,
Limestone ufo,
Floating in the seat.
Mist and shadow
Stone built wall
Mountain landscape
Sky reflected on sea.
Found these three cuties in a shop in Llandudno. Well the red dragon is the symbol for Wales. 🏴. And the country is full of mountains and valleys where they could be lurking, strangely England’s patron Saint is St George, although he was Turkish as far as I know. By the way, Scotland has Nessie (the Loch Ness monster) that could be of dragon like proportions. I’m not sure about Northern Ireland, perhaps they have their own myth. Although snakes never made it to Ireland and dragons seem to be a distant relation to snakes and lizards.
Being mythological doesn’t mean they may never exist. Maybe a bit of gene slicing could bring about something similar to fire lizards described wonderfully by the fantasy and sci-fi author Anne McCaffrey. She is a splendid author and I would recommend her books. Hopefully though they would not include breathing fire!
Orme head.
Other side of the bay.
Grand Hotel from Llandudno pier.
View from top of the Great Orme.
Back of the hotel.
Sculptures Mostyn gallery.
View through a doorway, Mostyn gallery.
That was a busy day!
Sitting on the world
Held down by gravity
Like a fly pinned
To a windscreen
Travelling through space
At thousands of miles an hour
Thank goodness we can’t fall off.
Playing with the sketch app and photo editing app. Trying to create pattern and colour, a summery feel to cheer me up after the heavy rain we had over the last couple of days. A rainbow effect after flooding and dark clouds.
Looking forward to a brighter day tomorrow.
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Draw some lines in black and brown, erase some lines and then duplicate the pattern you have created. What does it mean? Could they be power lines? A knitting patten, crochet? A surreal or abstract spiders web?
Whatever it is, is open to interpretation. If the pattern is moved one way or another you may see an animal or a design for a electricity pylon. The mind tries to interpret what it sees, but sometimes there is not enough information to discern what is happening or how it affects us. As complex as this is its very simple compared to a real person.
Mallaband-Brown