this is a self portrait I started last year, but haven’t finished. So where best to start when you have been a bit blocked, than to work on something like this.
I want to do a series of ‘green’ portraits. The idea being that I can make a different image that is striking and interesting. Although there is a basic structure done on this I may make a lot of changes. Its definitely a work in progress.
What do I get my friend, or my relative the day before Christmas eve. A bottle of wine in return for the wrapped bottle they gave us? A useful piece of pottery? Two China cat plates I randomly was given a few years ago? Maybe a painting… But would it be their taste? Last year I went mad and bought a deer stalker hat for a female friend. She actually liked it! I don’t think she’s worn it much though.
Friends and relatives, apologies if I don’t get you anything very interesting this year. My energy ran out when I got this cold. That’s my excuse and I’m sticking to it! So I’m off to the supermarket later to delve into the goodies there. I might be lucky….
Chocolates anyone? Luxury ones of course….
looking at this photo turned on its side reminds me of an animal with external gills. With tentacles, with tiny eyes. It might be a landscape in reality, but it feels like something much more alien.
I imagine it floating above the land, syphoning up water from the surface of the sea. Eyes staring with disdain at a terrified population. Or perhaps visiting in friendship and hope.
When I was a child I helped with the washing up. I would spend ages stacking plates and cups and knives and forks into ancient or future landscapes. Maybe that’s why I do this to my photos?
One of my glass pieces. I didn’t have room to put them on the stall today. They are quite chunky so I’ve done some smaller pieces which are going to have rings put on them to hang off chains, laces, or ribbons.
Being creative is hard work, but I enjoy it too much to be bothered about that. I just keep doing things. I wonder whether I can continue for a few more years?
Full moon tonight she said…
Yes, he said, I know.
It’s fate, she said, it can’t be helped.
But what if?…. You’ll be OK I think, she said.
The moon is up according to the astronomical clock….
But I feel NOTHING?!
It’s cloudy, and it’s behind those buildings, she said.
Oh, hell, what can I do?
Wait, relax, it’ll be OK she replied.
Moments later the fur started to grow, body twisting, face elongating. A howl began..
Are you OK, he said?
Run! She growled…..
In my dream I’m in a city, buying a crumbling house, with many floors. It is so delapidated, chunks of rubble are falling from it.
The house is actually two houses one on top of the other. It is perched at the top of a vertical cliff, and bits of building keep falling off.
I don’t know why I’m having this dream. I’m not scared in it, the city seems recognisable as somewhere I know, the sun mainly shines, or the sun is setting. Sometimes I will be miles away and I have to walk back to the house, by convoluted paths.
All the buildings in the city are falling down, but they are like ruins, much more romantic than real buildings.
I want to work out why I’m dreaming this and I don’t understand is why it keeps recurring?
The light flew across the sky, something not seen for centuries on the Earth.
The world had overheated in the previous millennia, viruses and bacteria had spawned a plague and 90% of the population had died before a cure was found. The remaining humans were all children, the fate of their parents leaving them in a world of technology they could partly use but not maintain.
Then came the explosions, nuclear power plants went offline, nuclear bombs rotted in their silos. Crops and fruit failed. A few books had been left, some technical papers, but the schools were gone. Children grew to adulthood and learnt to hunt and gather like their ancestors. Technology was stored in caves, but without power could not be used.
Then came wars over food and clean water. People living near reservoirs were lucky, but those downstream were cut off as the pumping stations failed. Humans were close to extinction. As the fable said ‘how the mighty had fallen’.
But a few people learned electronics from taking old things apart then putting them back together. They tinkered and played, and a light rose in the sky which was artificial. Who knew what would happen next?