New paintings and regular art updates.
My eye patch is off till tonight. Struggling to get my eyes to align. I’m getting double vision. In one eye it’s yellow grey, the other side without the cataract is white. But my eyes keep crossing… It’ll take a while to get right. Meanwhile I’ll probably message people by voice note. It’s hard to type. Might need to reduce posting for a while. Hugs friends!
I took this photo and realised that it’s been swivelled round somehow. I think is sideways or upside down. So it looks a little odd.
I also like the colours, red, green, pale grey and dark grey. And of course the black in the centre of the flowers, the colours are brilliant in the sunshine. The shapes give it an abstract feeling.
Going downstairs?
Mind the cat!
Black on dark grey
Only a band of white
Saves me from standing on him
He sleeps on one side
Of a step
Leaving the other half
For my feet.
He doesn’t want to move
Only shifting
Reluctantly.
Each morning I get
safely downstairs
I feel relieved
Geometric shapes and peeling bark. This morning I went back to my Wednesday art group. I’ve really missed it. Something prompted me burst into song so I ended up singing a verse of “Summertime” which I think is from the opera “Porgy and Bess”,
On the way out I saw this tree with the angles and muted colours in the background. I do wonder what tree it is, it looks like a birch, but too white to be a silver birch plus the bark is peeling off it?
Weather is grey, cold and drizzly. I had three things to do today, but looking out the window?
So I’ve cancelled two things, I don’t want to slip or slide in this slowly freezing, icy rain. But I still need to go out, I have a deadline to collect something and I can’t miss that. But the gloom is gathering, I’m putting off what I need to do. Darn it.
Grey throughout the day.
Cold and dreary
Cat sits by the oil heater,
The others up
On the bed.
My curtains closed
I hold the grey at bay.
My “daylight” is a bulb
No warmth, just brighter
Than the gloom outside
Grey, removing colour
Sad sort of day.
It’s not a black and white filter, it really is grey and foggy. Christmas morning, 2024, Stoke. Collaged tree.
As the dawn breaks I hope things brighten up. As you know I’m fascinated with patterns, I somehow see bats and a cats face and a grumpy dragon, butterflies or owls in this collage.
I wanted to use photodirector to play with my cat images, but the option I’ve been using for months seem to have been removed. I could paint how it would look, but it would take too long to sort it out. I hate it whan this happens. A system functions perfectly well but someone decides to “enhance” it, and takes away the best bits. Really annoying!
It rained in Wales:
Water fell on land and sea.
Pebbles rattled in the tide
As the water came to me.
On my head, trickling down.
Back of my neck? Very wet!
How would you describe yourself to someone?
I once read a Garfield the cat quote “I’m not overweight I’m undertall” . I think that precisely describes me. I also have greying hair, glasses and I’m a bit shaky.
If I was to meet you how would you describe me? By appearance or by personality? I hope you would find me pleasant and friendly. I think I’m interesting and have definite ideas about the world and how important it is to look after it. I’m not sure if you would like me, but that is your choice. I don’t judge a book by it’s cover and I hope you feel the same way.
Mallaband-Brown