
I’m painting a broken man,
The cracks run through him
Shards of bone and flesh
Split and shattered.
Gluing him together
Bit by bit… With Gold
Like Japanese pottery
Once broken
Now finally held
With love.
New paintings and regular art updates.

I’m painting a broken man,
The cracks run through him
Shards of bone and flesh
Split and shattered.
Gluing him together
Bit by bit… With Gold
Like Japanese pottery
Once broken
Now finally held
With love.

Yesterday’s walk was past trees coming into blossom on the Cauldon arm of the canal. The white bridge over it is in the background. I decided to make a collage if it, post it notes cut up for the blossom and leaves. I used some black monoprint for the tree bark. Then I added black ink and graphite. This was for the #bandofsketchers prompt regeneration. I’m afraid the blossom looks more like butterflies.. But I tried!