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Another evening, another walk. Up the hill and right instead of left. Expanding the distance slightly. Hubby slipped and almost fell on the icy pavement. The view over Stoke-on-Trent from the top of Penkhull, first photo, was like watercolour splashed against the sky. Streetlights reflecting off the cloud base.
Each day’s walking is making me tired but happy. And it’s good to see the world turn. Sunsets getting slightly later.
Today’s #30daysketchbookchallenge drawing is based on the prompt green. This is the ivy growing up a tree over the road in the factory grounds.
Yellow Church spire
In the valley
River runs below
Snow above on the hills
Yorkshire view
Deep country
Saltaire splendour.
Photo courtesy of my friend Tim Hargreaves.
A few views of the area near Etruria Flint Mill and along the canal towards Shelton. Then we walked along the main road back to our starting point. By then the mist was dropping down and fine flakes of snow had started to fall so I drove us home… At least we fed the geese and I had a short walk. That’s four walks in five days. A couple of years ago I would barely walk a couple of hundred yards. My friend has encouraged me and I’m starting to really enjoy it and feel a lot fitter for it.
There was ice on Westport lakes and ducks were standing round on it while the geese and swans swam in the open water. The light was glancing across the surface as it headed down towards sunset. There was scattered cloud that gave the scene light and shade. All in all very picturesque for a short cold walk round the lakes.
We took grain and fed a lot of the birds, we were mobbed by them all clamouring for something to eat. A lot of other people had the same idea. Hubby and I were wearing masks, but we saw very few others wearing them, and there were groups of up to about ten people!
I enjoyed the walk, not really very far, but slippy underfoot. Pleased with my camera phone photos too.
Reflecting again
Houses climb the hill
Roses and ivy climb the walls
Snow dusted hedges
And bright shining rooves
I can almost hear
Reindeer hooves
Clambering over
Cold icy snow.
Imagine a landscape
Frozen below.
I love playing with things as you know. I add textures or add colours, mirror things or duplicate them. Art is exciting. Not every image is good, some work, others don’t. But playing with things helps you learn new things. Scientists experiment, that’s how they changed from Alchemists to chemist’s or physicists or biologists or mathematicians. They took things and learnt how they worked. That’s basically what I hope I do. Maybe not as logically or not done in an organised way, but I try.
I just found this photo from a year ago. When we had a series of clear cold nights and the sunsets were amazing. This was taken at Alsager mere I think, although you can’t see many reflections on the water (mere is another name for a lake for example Windermere in Cumbria). I remember driving home after this and banks of fog were drifting across the road as I got close to home.
I went a bit psychedelic when I created this. The bare branches and twigs of the bushes in this photo created cells that I used a flood fill on. There are about three birds on the twigs, you might be able to see them.. The buildings are a line of terraced houses over the road from the hedge. It’s a combination of analogue and digital. It reminds me of stained glass.
Wood rots and crumbles
Fingers of fungus bore in
Fruiting bodies bloom
Blossom and grow.
Saporophytic feeding
Sucking nutrients
From cellulose.
From dead wood
New life grows.
Mallaband-Brown