What are your favourite books?
I’ve visited people and they had none, I didn’t like to ask, occasionally there would be a tabloid newspaper but that was about it. Sometimes people would have a few romance novels, or old classic ones by Dickens or Stevenson which they probably inhereted from an older relative or were prizes from school.
I was talking about this with my partner because we are both avid readers. I know my mother collected abridged versions of books from a book club run by readers digest and she also had a subscription to their monthly booklet. I remember reading books by Hammond Innes and Alistair McLean as I became a teenager. I was also seriously interested in science fiction and particularly liked Arthur C Clarke and Issac Asimov. The three laws of robotics.
In my adult life I fell in love with Terry Pratchett who wrote fantasy fiction. That was probably because my partner introduced me to JRR Tolkien and Ursula LeGuin. I’m also interested in science, art, biography physics and science fiction. So we ended up having over a thousand books if you count all his books about trains, bikes and tractors. Sometimes I just look at all the shelves and wonder where they came from……
It has to be done….write a mad poem with predictive text after starting with the words:
“This is a digital poem”…
creative business and making the evening
depending on the window ledge ,
the great Christmas angel was really interested
in speaking to the people sitting in the cold room
in the garden centre on Saturday
then panto rehearsal
this grinning cat is getting better
In future in the following year again soon,
the canal system ruining their paintwork
So what happens in the garden, the cat has escaped!
I’m just starting to block the cars in
the programme called countdown
when we first drew this
Christmas tree branches
making ordinary people pay for security guard
But it must have joined them, there are options ……?
Well that didn’t work out brilliantly, it’s difficult to predict what words will come out next. I’ve had to take out lots of @ symbols together with ‘ – ‘ and many badly spelled words. But you have to have a laugh sometimes.
I see the world in patterns sometimes. Bricks in blocks inspire me. Skies flare with light. Trees line up in rows and pools are perfectly placed. How? A digital app called layout that is linked somehow to Instagram. Take a photo run it through layout. Enjoy the result.
Good to get a good image of this painting I did a year ago. The owner has kindly sent me a HD image of it.
Acrylic on canvas, it is a lake view where the trees are back lit by a setting sun. Approximately 12 x12 inches square.
I wanted to paint a view that was crisp and fresh. The colours contrast nicely and the reflections in the water Shimmer with ultramarine blue.
I’m happy to paint anything you would like to commission. Just contact me to discuss.
I did it again today,
Forgot my phone.
I didn’t have it with me
I’d put it down..
My mind was elsewhere
Just not here.
So I put it down
That phone has a camera
A way of seeing
And recording my life…
To add to an album
Of happiness or horror.
But without my phone
I am no one
Only memories to remember…….
The moon danced last night
Leaping across the sky
It sang of silver shadows
Falling far and wide
The moon rang with music
Notes of heavenly tunes
Rising and falling
moon bows shining bright
The moon smiled last night
As it travelled overhead
Bathing the world with glimmers
And frosty gauzy white
The moon breathed last night
Cool breezes soft and sweet
Gentle dreaming sighing
Sleep in silent flight.
“And what is Life?—An hour-glass on the run,
A mist retreating from the morning sun,
A busy, bustling, still repeated dream;
Its length?—A minute’s pause, a moment’s thought;
And happiness?—A bubble on the stream,
That in the act of seizing shrinks to nought.”
[From ‘What is Life?’ (1820) by John Clare]
I just read this quote and thought about what I would love to see. My friend recently visited Iceland and was lucky to see the aurora borealis. I decided to try and draw it since I haven’t had the opportunity to see one. I was surprised to find out they can be colours other than green which is caused by Nitrogen ions in the atmosphere. The pink is from Oxygen.
The magnetic North Pole of the Earth is drifting towards the actual North Pole at several kilometers a year. There is speculation about what is causing this. But as the Earth’s has a molten iron core it causes a magnetic feild generated by the movement of the Iron. The earth’s magnetic feild may flip (it has before) and so the aurora may drift further south.
The magnetic feild lines emerge from the poles like a bar magnet. This is where the Earth’s magnetosphere is at its weakest and the solar wind, which is made up of charged particles, comes down the magnetic lines and causes the gases in atmosphere to glow.
I wish I had more knowledge about it and I hope one day I will see it.