New paintings and regular art updates.
Playing with Artrage again. I started out trying to create something like a stained glass window, but it morphed into a more sci-fi style image x
I tried my hand as (bad) sculpting yesterday. I think because I bodged this together there might be trapped air and I am a bit worried this might explode or the tail or front legs fall off in the kiln. I did hollow it out to make that mess likely, and using that extra bit of clay I made a pinch pot in the shape of a flower. I expect both pieces to shrink when they are biscuit fired and then I might glaze them. Anyway it’s a bit different to painting. X
I missed choir last night so I was pleased to go to a brand new one tonight! It’s monthly on the third Wednesday of the month in a local library. They have got funding to run a choir for at least a year. My friends from the Boat Band, who run other choirs in Stoke on Trent were leading it.
It was a cold and frosty night but 16 people turned up! Three of us were choir members but the rest were new to singing and wanted to see what it was like. We learnt by repeating phrases and didn’t use sheet music and it was…. Amazing,
We managed to sing in two parts, then three, we managed to sing low and high harmonies. By the end of the evening everyone was buzzing, we even thought of giving the group a name! Me? I loved it. I hope it gathers force and keeps going X
Imagine 500 villagers with flaming torches. Domesday Morris dance group amongst them wearing ‘tatters’ (white shirts and black trousers and boots with waistcoats with strips of cloth hanging loose, topped with hats covered in ivy and bird feathers.
Plus Penkhull brass band, and us, the Mystery Singers choir regaling the crowd with various Wassail songs.
We walked around the boundary of Penkhull and sang in front of the ancient ‘bloody’ apple tree halfway down Trent Valley road, then around to local pubs to sing a wassail to all of them. For the first time in ages I felt happy.
Someone bought some metallic paints in to an art group I go to. I could have painted flowers but I did a ginger cat instead. I enjoyed using curving brush strokes. It only took a few minutes to paint but it cheered me up.
I have metallic paints somewhere in the house but I can’t find them. I intend to have a clear out so hopefully they will turn up.
Sometimes I play punk pop music (blonde, ultravox etc) get a torch and shine it on the glitter all in the living room! Totally bonkers but I like remembering my youth.
Also the sunlight through the back window sometimes catches the globe and sparkles shine around the room. I am a very visual person!
I’d played with this photo of a sunset and posted it to Facebook three years ago. I think I was mesmerised by the colours. The branches add interesting structure and the chimney and small lights show humans existence in the world. I can’t recall where I took the original photo.
I’ve sold half of my miniatures in the last couple of days, I’m only charging £2 and the canvases are 80 pence so it’s hardly a goldmine, but I’m enjoying people liking them! So now I need more of them to paint. I’ll try and get some done this week!
I think they make nice Christmas presents or stocking fillers. X
If you’re in the area why not come to our concert in a few weeks time. You’ll be supporting Penkhull Players and our plans to put on another pantomime in the future. We are practicing ancient and modern songs, there will also be solos and poems. Its going to be fun.
What book are you reading right now?
I’m reading an old Issac Asimov book. The stars like dust. It’s one I had in the 70s and haven’t read it since.
Asimov mainly wrote books about robots and formulated the three laws of robotics. But this book is about galactic intrigue and the attempts of a young man called Biron Farill, who is the main character of the book, to escape the Tyrrani who rule the Galaxy and are trying to assassinate him.
I have completely forgotten the story, it feels old fashioned but has intrigue. I can imagine watching an old film, some of the settings, seem clunky. But it’s worth reading, and I’m enjoying it.
Mallaband-Brown