New paintings and regular art updates.
I’ve struggled with this for 2 years. I do a bit and get fed up. I’m making the design up and it’s fiddly, my hands shake and it’s hard to get it right. The base of the pot curve is not right. Maybe I’ll get it finished once this hot spell of weather is over? So it’s a WIP.
A few days ago it would have been my hubby’s birthday. He is not here anymore and I felt too sad to blog here. Also my phone is playing up so I might struggle to post till I get a new battery, which means finding somewhere to do that. I don’t want a replacement for my phone (or hubby). I prefer to get things fixed if I can.
My hubby was not fixable, I can’t tell you how much I wish things had been different. I still feel lost without him. I think grief is not controllable, you have to go with its ways, sometimes succumbing to the pain…. Despite wanting to make it go away. I just want to remember him always, even if I do feel blue….
Artrage drawing using the app and various pen tools to create this image. I used a limited palette to simplify the result. I could have added some red but decided against it. I hope you like the result.
I decided to draw a Fire Horse design in my Artrage app. It’s the symbol of the Chinese New Year. It’s basically a finger painting using various tools in the app. It also allows you to add metallic tone. It’s simple and fun to use.
A few months after our driest summer in years we are constantly getting wet weather gales and storms. The rain gets through holes and doen chimneys and overflowing guttering.
I want brilliant white clouds floating in azure blue skies. Sunlight on my head and shoulders. Soft breezes, not howling gales. Scents and smells that lift the spirits, not mould and fungus.
So, the spring will come again. I hope to enjoy the rest of winter and then greet spring with open arms.
The sky was so clear tonight, the shades and colours were so subtle. Blue, then purple, pink, orange and yellow. The trees silhouetted against the light. It was glowing and I could really see the colours for a change. I realise how much my sight has improved with every new vista. I’m hoping it continues and nothing goes wrong. It was glorious.
Up there on the hill, a sandstone church, dedicated to Saint Thomas.
I was going to enter this photo into our community calendar competition but I’m too late. I couldn’t drive up and take the photo until today so I missed the closing date. I just like the angles and planes of it’s architecture, I have forgotten the name of its designer.
The hill is called Penkhull which means hill Hill. So you could call it hill Hill hill!
I’m admiring the blue sky, I couldn’t see this colour until recently. I’m still amazed at how much my colour vision has been out of whack until I had my surgery. X
Just playing with filters
Cats almost fade
Like lighting for a play
A theatrical act.
Or are they going to play games
Chase each other
Into the shadows
Curl up and sleep
Settle down?
Blue for calm
Blue for peace.
Blue seems turquoise these days. My cataracts have shifted my colour vision. I see it in every television programme. I noticed it a few months ago. I had thought it was because a special new colour had been chosen on fashion grounds. But now I’m pretty certain it’s me. Hope it will be sorted out if and when I have an operation. At least I am in good company with the famous impressionist Claude Monet.
This is the planting pocket I made at BArts pottery project a few weeks ago. It was made with rolled out terracotta clay and coloured with bright slip. I used plants to impress patterns into it’s surface. It looked OK, but the colours intensified during firing. I think they are almost too bright. I hope when it has soil and a plant in it, it will look nicer. X
Mallaband-Brown