Owl and pussycat

Looking at random things in the house. On my bookcase upstairs these two friends. I think I put them together because they remind me of Edward Lears poem.

The owl and the pussycat went to sea in a beautiful pea green boat.

They took some honey and plenty of money wrapped up in a five pound note…..

Which is the female and which is the male? I don’t know, is it important? I don’t  remember the full poem and I often get it mixed up with Lewis Carrolls Jabberwocky poem.

It’s amazing what pops up in your memory when you see things. I have a good visual memory and that helps when I’m painting. I often talk to myself if I’m trying to remember what something looks like or how it’s put together. X

Ustinov

Quick sketch of Peter Ustinov.

I just watched a compilation programme of Peter Ustinov being interviewed by Michael Parkinson. It was fascinating to see him after so many years. He was a writer, actor, mimic, humorist. He was of Russian and descent but also had ancestors from other countries. He acted in Spartacus and Quo Vardis amongst other films.

Hearing his tales of his time in the army, film, school life, and theatre among other things was hilarious. He was charming and debonair.

I had forgotten how funny he was. He made Parkinson laugh and chuckle as he told tall stories. This was in the 1970’s or 1980’s. I can’t remember much about the programme when it was first shown, but this was wonderful. If you can get the BBC Iplayer I would suggest trying to see it…. Or if not look him up and try and find some of the films he was in.

Books….

Books, important things

Full of knowledge

Truth and lies

Freedom to think

Words have strength

Shout out loud

Of time and history.

So many subjects

Art, Biology, Cheese and wine

Gullivers travels

Earth and sky.

Let them live,

Don’t ban books

Or burn them

Fahrenheit 451

Flames lick away

Knowledge, peace, understanding

A bookshelf a day

Keeps misunderstanding

At bay.

RIP Raymond Briggs

My version of the Snowman character as Briggs work is copyright

Rest in peace Raymond Briggs. Author and illustrator of ‘the Snowman’ ‘Fungus the Bogeyman’ ‘When the Wind blows’ and ‘Father Christmas’ among others.

Briggs was 88 and a respected cartoonist who had a cheeky, irreverent style. His books included Fungus the Bogeyman who squelches around his home and environment in a grumpy way, Briggs created a stinky lovable character. Father Christmas is not happy climbing down sooty chimneys and would rather live in a warmer climate. When the wind blows is about an old couples life during a nuclear attack. Its scary and thought provoking. Finally the Snowman, which is a classic Christmas story is about a boy that befriends a snowman and flies off on an adventure. It’s been on the TV many times.

He was a fantastic illustrator and made his characters come alive. He will be missed and lots of obituaries have already been published about him.

Nerves

Its almost time to submit my final major project but I’ve become very nervous about it. Such a lot rides on how I do. I’m already suffering from insomnia but this is just making it worse. I’m wondering why I can’t sleep, but I guess it’s thoughts like “have I got enough images?” “what if I forget to include?” “how do I create?” Don’t get me wrong, I have learnt a lot over the course of the last two years. I am attempting things I would never have done before. And what am I going to get out of it, apart from those new skills? Would anyone employ me as a free-lance illustrator/ author/ crafts person? Lot’s of questions. I think my style is my USP. I tend to do my own thing. I am probably too analogue. But I have a passion and I want what I am doing to be interesting. Do I have to be subsumed into a generic style? I hope not!

Bought a book

I’ve just got this on one of those delivery websites it only took a couple of days to arrive. I got this because of the subjects but also because each woman has an illustrated portrait. I like the way there are different styles of illustraton even thought they are by thr same illustrator. Each has different characteristics and the illustrator shows different ideas for each person.

I want to explore the work of this illustrator as she does things in a very different way to how I do things.

Memory of Dolphin Island

About fifty years ago I used to watch ‘Flipper’ on the TV. A 1960’s show it was all about the adventures of a dolphin called Flipper. I didn’t know then that there was more than one dolphin and I think I remember reading they were not well looked after during filming?

I remember finding a book in the library called ‘Dolphin Island’ by Arthur C Clarke. It had the effect of waking an interest in science in me. I remembered a boy being shipwrecked and rescued by dolphins. He ends up on a Pacific Island and goes through several more adventures until the inevitable happy ending.

Recently someone mentioned the book so I decided to order a second hand copy. What I got was bitter sweet memories. The book was a lot shorter than I remembered. I read it in a couple of nights. The adventures that had been in it are now seen through older eyes. Where I had been on the edge of my seat, the tension was no longer there. It was still interesting, and I would love to know if there is any chance of finding a dolphin language. But I don’t think I will re-read it. This is an old fashioned Children’s Book. Give me 2001 a space odessey any day.

War of the worlds film

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Going from something I love, to something I hate.

I hate this film, starring Tom Cruise. I admit its very good. But it’s so bleak. It’s a horror road movie, everyone running, panicking, and getting killed.

When I first watched it years ago I was mesmerised by the special effects. But now, it’s on during a pandemic, and I can see how people react to a tiny virus. How would they react to something larger and malevolent.

I don’t want to give too many details as people may not have watched it. But I guess I’ve pretty much explained what happens… Guy meets monster, guy runs away from monster, monster finds guy…. Guy escapes….

There was a version on BBC TV a few months ago. It was more directly based on the original book by H. G. Wells. Set in Victorian times, it was still chilling.

So I really want cheerful films, but hubby vetoed me.

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Yesterday was Oatcake day.

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And I forgot! I don’t know if it’s the same day every year. Anyway I’ve written a little poem in its honour. The best Oatcake poem I ever read was by the artist Arthur Berry. Look it up if you can.

Oatcakes are a pancakes cousin,

designed for savoury

not sweet.

Try with cheese and tomato,

can be eaten cold,

but I prefer heat.

Chilli sauce would add a tickle,

beetroot would be neat.

Oatcakes are a breakfast tipple,

with a good strong cup of tea.

Lunch you find with salad topping

grated cheese and pickle too.

Tea for two an Oatcake feasting,

Maybe sweet with cream or jam.

Versatile the little Oatcake,

Made with simple love you see,

Stoke-on-Trents tortilla, tasty.

Makes a meal for you and me