
Blowing and twisting
Tortured trees
Gales and rainstorms
Leaves flee the canopy
Most powerful weather
Rattles the window panes
Rivers swell
Flooding homes
When will we realise
We are responsible?
New paintings and regular art updates.

Blowing and twisting
Tortured trees
Gales and rainstorms
Leaves flee the canopy
Most powerful weather
Rattles the window panes
Rivers swell
Flooding homes
When will we realise
We are responsible?
We’ve had a bad couple of months. I’m expecting the fridge freezer to break soon, it keeps filling up with water in the chiller compartment and the freezer gets too cold. Then the bearings in it make loud rattling and creaking noises….
Other things have happened. The cat going missing and being injured, and me pulling my calf muscle. Family and friends have had problems too. The pandemic has hit their incomes. They are working hard against almost impossible conditions. I don’t know what will happen, I just want things to be better for everyone, not just those closest to me.
I would help many people if I could. Love to you all…


Now I make patterns
Sometimes I draw faces
Or paint trees
Or sketch landscapes….
I have painted murals
Scenery for plays
Working on pottery,
Putting on glazes.
Making Art..
I am an Artist.

If I had to choose his name
I would call him Jupiter.
He is twice as big as the others
Strong markings
He thinks everything
Revolves around him.
He has gravity
He causes storms
He has a great spot
On his nose!
He eats passing objects
He comes out at night.
Jupiter it is!

Steps… The last few days I’ve kept my phone with me and measured how far I walked throughout the day. Over the week since I pulled my calf muscle I have stumbled and ambled about and managed to walk around five thousand steps a day… Not today. I’ve had more pain in my leg and I was so tired I fell asleep for the first time properly in a week. I didn’t fully wale up fully at about 1pm today.
Being injured is a bit like house arrest. No images to take photos of. No sunsets, if I hadn’t been doodling I would not have any art to show. I’ve got things to do but I can’t. I was going to go to a portrait workshop today but I didn’t dare risk it. There is a problem with petrol supplies and it’s affecting all transport so I might not have been able to get a taxi.
So, life continues to be painful but hopefully things will get better soon. X

When you pull a muscle don’t expect it to heal overnight. You can expect discomfort for several days or a few weeks. You start doing things, then, ouch, you over stretch or twist or lift your foot or knee up a little too quickly and that band of pain clamps on your leg again.
Don’t expect to sleep well. If you can’t get upstairs you could be limited to sleeping in an armchair or on a settee or sofa. My cats are most disgruntled that I’m sleeping in their warm spot.
Don’t expect to be able to do the shopping. If a friend helps that’s a godsend. If your partner does it, we’ll don’t expect what’s on the list. As long as he’s happy…. In any case it will be all over soon. My patience has been stretched to a twanging, tight rope, ready to snap!
Today’s #bandofsketchers prompt was idyllic. Today I was sitting feeling sorry for myself, then my hubby asked me to draw a seahorse like I had drawn on the beach last week. So today’s drawing is a Seahorse from my imagination, it would be idyllic to see a mythological beast like this. Used an old black felt pen because it gave nice soft lines…


The nights are ‘drawing in’, Autumn (fall) starts officially on Wednesday this week. The weather is set to get colder. There will be a change to it, mist and fogs are due, rain and wind, even some storms.
This photo was taken a few nights ago, high pressure over the UK and a red sky in the evening indicating settled warm weather.
Even if we had long term weather forecasts they are never that accurate here in the UK. The air over us is unstable, affected by the ocean, the Arctic, weather over Europe and coming in from the East over Russia. If you want interesting, rapidly changing weather come to the UK.

Hours have passed
The pain continues
A dull ache
Like cramp
Burning my limb
Will I sleep?
Doubtful
I’m like a lump
Held by gravity
In my chair
Will I ever
Stop hurting?

Are you a lonesome pine?
Single, all alone.
Broke. Breaking, shattered
But still alive.
You prop yourself up
Naked limbs exposed.
Caught in the sunlight.
Our shadows see you
Your longevity
Precedes you…..
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