New paintings and regular art updates.
A tiny sketch I did at Youdraw.com of Audrey Hepburn a few years ago. I drew it in a tiny box on the site using a thick and thin black pen and thin and thick eraser. I added the pink later. That’s why the image is pixellated. It’s interesting if you can make something recognisable from only a few marks.
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What’s that?
flat cap and fan
drying the hat
when
up on the moors
rain soaked
now home again
sodden cap
woollen tweed
smells of sheep
lanolin
lichen coloured
hat of farmer, vet, miners cap
now repaired
where the pick axe hit
while it hung on a tree…
old and wizened
like him….
Orme arts autumn challenge. We agreed to attempt to reproduce a Picasso weeping woman painting. We did one or two panels each. I drew the top and bottom middle pages. The top on was mainly marker pens, but I could not get the purple colour so I used a mixture of white, blue and magenta to try and get it. Not right though. I also did the bottom middle panel. In that case I used watercolour paints then a black marker pen over the top.
Even though a number of artists put this together I think there is a good coherence and the squares are well matched. I’m pleased with the result.
My paws are cold, turn on the heating hooman. Miaow, where’s my food? Little questions or demands they make. Insisting they are served. Hooman you have no choice, you are in my power. Now play with me, no I want to curl up and sleep, oh I’ve changed my mind, I want to go out.
Hooman, you should know I don’t eat THAT food. It is not special enough. Give me more of the rich tasty stuff.
Hooman? Where is my catnip? I née my catnip toy. I love you hooman. But don’t try and pick me up! No I won’t take my claw out of your hand!
Purrr, I’m feeling friendly. Let me put my claws in your leg. Oi let me down hooman. I’ve had enough fuss!
I ddon’t have cable or streaming services but I’d really like to see Close Encounters of the Third Kind again. I first saw it when it came out in the 1970’s. I think I remember being in a queue that went round the block the cinema was in. I’d never seen anything like the film. The special effects, lights and music got me! I loved Richard Dreyfus’s performance.
No spoilers here. The film is old enough that some people may not have seen it. I don’t want to spoil it for anyone. But it’s a very good film. I urge you to see it.
You know when you just want to do something different? My view out the side window. Including pink orchids. Started out with white chalk on a black background and nail varnishes I don’t wear anymore. Then felt pens, metallic marker pens and more nail varnish including a clear coat…. Messy but fun! Next one might be painted…. Neighbourhood (1). Bit whiffy, I can smell the nail varnish from the other side of the room. As long as it doesn’t crack it should be OK. I think it’s absorbed into the paper. I shall use it on a few more abstract pictures, I used to wear mad colours to work but my nails went manky!
You have to be owned by a cat. You don’t own it. My cats know what they want and when they want it. The boy stares sweetly at me when he wants a titbit from my plate. His sister miaows at me when she wants food or petting. Both are very relaxed around us most of the time, but even though they are fully grown, they still have mad half hours when they meet up, sniff noses and then start chasing each other.
My female cat must be a reincarnated football player, she has several small toys made out of ping-pong balls that she bat’s backwards and forwards between her front paws along the length of the living room and kitchen… I’ve trodden on them in the dark.. Ouch!
The boy likes sleeping on my lap or chest. He gets on my lap and effectively pins me down. Eventually I have to pick him up and put him on the floor. He doesn’t like that.
Cats are great pets, self sufficient but loving.
Our outside cat comes in occasionally now. He is tolerated by the other two. I think he’s getting more used to them… Fingers crossed he will be in by winter.
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Boy cat on the cat tree. He’s definitely got his ‘side’ the girl sits on the other side. Somehow my hubbies train set has migrated onto the top space. Not sure why? There is a lot of junk in that corner, but the cat tree is right next to a radiator and it’s also warm there in the afternoon sunshine. I wish I was a cat x
This was hubby at the allotment today, using a long crowbar to help pull out very long nails from rotten wood surrounding old raised beds today.
Some of the nails were eighteen inches to two foot long!
Can’t explain why he’s wearing shorts and a long coat. His head is bent over as he doesn’t have a visor on his motorbike helmet. Why he’s wearing it? I also don’t know. He came home tired and happy! By the way I miss heard him when he came in. He said he’d been working with ‘vast nails’, I thought he said ‘fast snails’
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I thought I would combine the two photos. It looks like he is levering up the world!
Seeing the garden in October, looking at the flowers, seeing the leaf shapes. Enjoyment, colours, shapes. Pattern, design, life, waiting for them to wilt, fade, droop. Waiting for their end of days. Taking photos, keeping a record, remembering beauty. Time to grow, time to leave. Time to fall, time to die. Wind chimes and wind sculptures, wild and colourful. Hanging in baskets, pots and fences. Cram packed with joy.
Mallaband-Brown