I managed to delete photos from my WordPress account so I can now post new ones. Thanks to my friend for helping and explaining how to do it.
I deleted over 10%, so if you look back at some of my old posts there may not be images to accompany them. At least it means I can avoid upgrading my account and also save a bit of money.
So… Posts and more posts to come
I just asked my hubby what he’s reading. Short stories he said, but it has kittens in it?!
Well that’s nice, it reminds me of books like ‘somewhere a cat is waiting’ by Derek Tangie (not sure if spelling). Also ‘the silent miaow’ and ‘jennie’ both by Paul Gallico I think. They are all old books so they might take a bit of searching for. That’s one of the things about having lots of books, they are not necessarily recently written.
I asked what he’s reading ‘the secrets of St Dee’ by Victoria Routledge. It sounds interesting and convoluted.
I think this is crockery on a drainer but it’s a while since I took the photo and then modified it in the layout app on my phone. I just found it and was struck by its straight and fluid lines. So I’ve posted it.
At the opticians. Your head is too big for your frames. What? They no longer make frames in your size. So all the frames in my size you have on display are no longer available? Yes, your size is 71 or above so the centre of your lenses will line up with your pupils. But average heads are 70 or less. So we haven’t got any in your size. Why? Because of Brexit! They are only manufacturing average sizes at the moment!
I’m not happy. Got to go back in a week to see if they can source some frames.
Thank you to everyone who came to the exhibition. I think people enjoyed it. I will be putting up more photos if I get some. These are quick snaps but I’ve included all the paintings. The people at Centre Space gallery, Darren and Sarah, could not be more helpful. If there was a trip advisor for galleries (maybe there is) I would recommend them.
If you would like to see it it’s on till Sunday from 10.30am to 4.00pm at the Centre Space gallery, at Spode Site, Eleanora street, Stoke, Stoke-on-Trent, ST4 1QQ.
It struck me that my writing is as mixed up as my painting and art. I’m interested in poetry and short stories, documenting life and writing about esoteric stuff like why the earth isn’t flat.
I sometimes ramble on around similar subjects, then get bored and throw something else into the mix – like writing about bread making, or my cats and garden.
I have a lot of thoughts flowing round in my head. I didn’t ask for them to be there. I’m irritated when Sci-fi shows have sound in the vacuum of space, or someone tells a lie about something that is clearly not true.
I was talking to my hubby about this earlier. I do not want to be different, I was going to write “normal” but perhaps I am. Maybe writers are those people that stick to a specific narrative or genre? Or maybe not. I know I don’t do much research about things, most of my writing is imagined or recollected from books and TV programmes.
I started out thinking it would be purely an art blog, a way of selling my paintings, but it’s morphed. I write mors here than anywhere else and I hope it doesn’t get snatched away. I never check how much content I’m creating. It just flows….. And I was once asked why I don’t have adverts… I don’t like them! I keep seeing photos of lemons, or some green gunk that clears up skin problems…. No, sorry, I’m not happy to sell it….
Well, that was a day I stood in a local election. I didn’t win.
I walked around about half the ward today. I talked to lots of people. I had some good responses but I was not well known so I understand why I didn’t get the vote. I will have to try and help more there perhaps. At the moment my knees and ankles are aching so much I can’t move. I wanted to help. I hope the person they selected is able to help.