New paintings and regular art updates.
A friend just requested words ending in ‘age’ and I thought it could be an interesting thought poem…
Age?
Adage,
Phage
Macrophage
Page
Stage you are at or on?
Usage
Rage
Beverage, tea or coffee?
Haylage
Forage
Silage
Tonnage, now that’s heavy
Cage
Mage
Sage
Last ice age?
Cabbage
Carriage
Wage
But not gauge!
Can you spot the mistake? It’s funny how the brain works – writing the word “buidling” instead of “building” is just an example. Apparently if you have all the right letters and the correct first and last letter of the word, your brain can unscramble it. For instance if I write :
The qcuik bowrn fox jmpus oevr the lzay dog?
You should still be able to read it.
Spelling only became regularised when the dictionary arrived. Once the spelling of words was written down with a definition the spelling was more fixed. But spelling is still quite phonetic, based on sound sometimes. For, four, fore all sound the same but have different spellings and meanings.
The example above is more likely to have occurred because of a computer mistake when the author or designer did not proof read the art work.
I guess I make a lot of mistakes too. I do rely on spellchecker but even that gets it wrong sometimes.
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What a change two years make. Seamus was quite a timid cat. It took me ages to coax him out to say hello and I think you can still see caution on his face here – a couple of months after he arrived. He’s much more self assured now. He loves playing catch chase with his sister. Instead of sleeping in quiet corners or under cupboards both of them now sleep on a cat tree or on the back of the sofa in the middle of the living room.
They both will only eat one flavour of one type of cat food, but it is supplimented with treats and they know how to stare so you share food off your plate.
Cat stares
It knows what it wants
It hypnotises you
To share your breakfast
Lunch
Tea
Dinner
Supper..
How do they do it?
With love and telepathy… !
I used to spend a lot more time on digital drawings. This one got printed on a mug just for fun. It’s based on cats eyes. I decided to duplicate it in the layout app I have after initially drawing it in ArtRage oils. I don’t quite remember how I managed to draw the details, probably using my computer tablet not my mobile phone which I tend to use now.
I’m gradually collecting these images off my computer as they pop up on my previous memories page on Facebook. Every day something different, that I forgot about, is there, and I ponder what thoughts were going through my mind all those years ago.
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Dewy rain sprinkles my steps
The tread outlined in light.
Rainbow sparkles shine so bright
Spray of water leaps
My feet jump with delight
Puddles to splash in
Waves to make
Fun and frolics, frog like.
Red nose day is a British charity which started many years ago. They do a telethon every two years and do comic sketches and serious reports to raise money for good causes. So far they have raised over £40 million. The money is split 50/50 between the UK and other countries..
They are trying to fight malaria, end child marriage, support families in need.
The comic relief symbol is the red nose. They sell these and other merchandise to raise funds. That’s why I’m wearing mine here 😜
Well a duck and drake actually. Bog standard Mallard ducks, but I do think they look smart. The male (drake) has the green head and ring round his neck. The female duck has neat brown feathers bounded by white edges. These were photographed on a cold day about a month ago.
It’s soon going to be time for little ducklings to emerge from their eggs. In a few weeks time I might be taking pictures Of some of them.
Meanwhile I hope you enjoy this image of nature.
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It was a quiet autumn day and nothing much was happening. She had been out shopping and was starting to put stuff away in the fridge. Suddenly there was a huge gust of wind which rattled all the windows and blew lots of leaves along the path. It started to rain and the sky grew grey and then black. The kitchen was so dark that she had to put the light on. She thought she saw a figure outside, but when she tried to look through the window the glare from the electric light reflected back and made it impossible to see out.
She continued to put things away. Then entered the living room. She heard a knock coming from the front door, “hang on” she called, fumbling to find the light switch, ” I will be there in a sec.”
She turned the key in the door and gasped as she opened it. A very short person dressed all in black and wearing a plastic skull mask stood by her front door….
“Trick or treat!” screamed the child loudly over the sound of the gale.
Twins.sniwT
One strong.gnorts enO
One weak.kaew enO
Arguing.gniugrA
Fighting.gnithgiF
Never knowing.gniwonk reveN
Who is best.tseb si ohW
Twins.sniwT
Identical.lacitnedI
Seperate.etarepeS
The same.emas ehT
Several years ago I offered to do a painting for whoever made the highest bid for a charity auction. I don’t remember what the bid was but I did this portrait of the bidders dogs. It’s in watercolours on watercolour paper and framed. The paper was a3 but the mount is wide and cut in more of a letterbox shape because of the composition.
I loved painting them, they have such cheeky faces. I also loved painting the patterned cloth they were lying on. I think it’s a throw.
You know where to contact me if you would like to commission me.
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