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The bottom of the stairs at the studios at Spode. The windows have been revealed after boards have been taken off them. Unfortunately my hands shake and I should have tried leaning on something to support the camera. But you get the idea of how the history of the place is there, sadly likely to disappear in the chaotic entropy of decaying historical buildings. I might well paint this. I love the peeling paint!
Painting from eight years ago, it came up on my Facebook page. I don’t know if I’ve ever posted it here.
Autumn Woman
When the leaves fall
From under leaf litter
You will slowly crawl.
Gleaming colours
Red, gold, green,
Are soft or brittle
A seasonal scene.
Then mists and fruits
Make subtle colours
And Autumn woman
Finds her full power.
View into a courtyard
What was a conservatory
Glass gone
Now open to the sky…
What happened?
Age and decay
Piled up over time
Timber rotted
And fallen.
But space preserved
Repurposed
Made good
New life
In old building
When the sun slides down the sky
And the birds start to fly
South to the warmth
Of far off climbes
We see the light shine
Low in the sky
Piercing the leaves
As they yellow and fade.
Fruits are ripening
Apples wind falling
Garden spiders shimmering
In sunlight and cold rain.
Beauty seen on a summers day
Wilted now sun’s gone away.
White and purple
Green and red
Fall is coming
Plants are dead
Shrivelled, withered
In their bed.
So sad to see the decay
Weeds and rubble on display
Once hard working
Now rats lurking
Crumbling brickwork
At the old works
Let it survive
Keep pottery alive
This is our history
Part of life’s mystery
The sun fades,
There is more night than day.
Equinox
Change of season.
Leaves that were green change,
First pale then golden or red and russet.
Chill air frosts spiders webs.
Rain falls cold and drenching.
Flowers that were bright fade away.
Fruits ripen and fall.
Golden grain is harvested and brought in.
Stored and dried.
Winter is not here yet but gradually
So gradually, time leaps on.
Autumn shades will fade in turn.
Mallaband-Brown